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"Reflections In The Puddles"
Journal
Friday, January 05, 2007
>today is the 3rd and also the last day of orientation. It is kinda sad but everything has to come to an end ya. But well, today we had a hell loads of fun! In the morning, we went to the Old PA(police academy) which is nearby and there the facilitators(facils) organised different stations of games for us to enjoy. Our first station was the dog and bone. But this time round, the venue is different. Its in the pool! it was fun and of course, it was cold too! i bet everyone enjoyed and at the end, we pulled our facils into the pool as well! poor tim! haha.
2nd station- it is the station where there are obstacles and there are 2 groups playing. Our IG vs other IG. it is such that 3 person put one leg each into the hoolahoop and have to hold at the leg and walk past the obstacles while holding onto a piece of fax paper. the rest of the team-mates are than to throw water bombs at other group. who ever's fax paper is wetter will lose the game! guess what, our group won because one of our group member hit their whole paper and the paper flew off their hand! the forfeit was the the opponent was to stand in a line wn we throw water bombs at them.
3rd station- DOTA (defender of the asses). this game isn't as fun compared to others but it is like everyone put a piece of cloth behind them and get into groups of 3 or 4s and get into a line. each group is that to snatch other group's cloth. whoever with most cloth wins and the one whose cloth is pulled of is so called "dead"
4th station- the word game! this is the dirtiest game i guess. we are supposed to form words from 2letters to 8 letters with our body on the ground that has alot of mud and the people above are supposed to guess the word formed. Furthermore, adding on to the dirt, the facils took the muddy water with pails n splashed at us too! gross huh! and at the end, the facils were being hugged by us and one of them was even being rolled on the mud!
"cleanup time!"
5th station- its the body bowling. this is done by having a long sheet of plastic mat on the floor.(you know the blue thing used when renovation) and soap is poured over the plastic mat. we are than supposed to run and slide using our front or our back. and therefore, our group are than cleaned by the soap when we go and wash the soap away from our body.
This is why our group is realli well planned. the activities are just nice from getting wet to dirty and to clean again. IG 1 YOU ROCK!
Voices
Quotes
"if someone loves you,
love them back not only because they love you,
but also because they are teaching you to love and opening your heart and eyes
to things you have never seen or felt without them."
(ripped from solasura-honz)
As you envelope my mind,
thoughts are all about you.
I hope that you could walk into the ghost of me.
My heart have been delievered to your doorstep, do you accept this mail?
Could you pull out some time for me
and give both of us a chance to be together.
Waiting isn't a problem,
losing you would be the biggest trauma I would get.
May this day where our hearts bond together come soon.
Love is patient and kind; it is not jealous or conceited or proud; love is not ill-mannered or selfish or irritable; love does not keep a record of wrongs; love is not happy with evil, but is happy with the truth. Love never gives up; and its faith, hope and patience never fail. Love is eternal.
A recollection of poetry
"Twilight funeral"
Blackened and cold is the dusk
A veil where the shadows watch
Behind the dim requiems of light
When blindness envelopes our eyes
Silent and unholy is the dusk
A hole where the demons smirk
Beyond the clutters of human life
When deafness embraces our ears
Sable nothingness is the dusk
A shroud where the ravens flock
Tainting the purity of white clouds
When darkness devours our hearts
Inevitable death is the dusk
A cloak where the daggers hide
Under the facade of tranquility
When mortality is but a quip
- Solasura
"Muted Joy"
Words appearing before aquamarine eyes,
Inner warmth awakened.
Coldened heart was melted,
returning to its liquidfied state.
Hopes of rain fallen,
sheltered by feelings.
Flooded everywhere,
but not a single drop here.
Tune rings by the ears,
Emotions being mixed up.
Weak and deplorable,
Just takes the shape of you.
Ensnared by you,
Unintentionally or intentionally,
unable to be freed,
till Reaper's Scythe appears.
Which will appear first, rain or scythe?
"Solitude"
Time flies when words strung out,
numbing the bitter nerve.
Defrostation took place,
Everything seem to be in summer,
From the frosted white fingers,
darkness in the heart,
you brought warmth and light.
Turning upon an unretaliatable liquid.
Just as words strung out once again,
froze all happiness in me.
Bitterness awakened,
Negligible autumn, forver winterness.
Eclipse seems to take place forever.
Light and warmth never took place,
Darkness and chill,
mutated the mind into an unfeeling solid.
When solitude occurs, does anyone bothers?
- Takizawa
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