alright. since yang blog same song, now its changed. but meaning remains the same...
played frisbee today with the j-ones. think they are improving on their defence now! =DDD. seeing few of them shake head about their promos, hope u guys dont get retained or whatsoever..
today chem test too, hope it will be fine.. bahh.>.<
sd was something about grad day which is coming next friday. my guess is that most people can't wait for the day to come.. only minority will hope that the day will not come so soon...
i hope to graduate from a lvls, but not from jc... becus becus becus...
wrote somethings about ur dream for community and for the world. wonder what is it for but can we ever reduce the harm done to nature and be able to appreciate it? gd example.. night study, polyfoam cups and plate and plastic spoon every night.. average 200 every night?
"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
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