Today

I've always had ideas,
Of how my days could go,
I'd play them in my heads to get them right,
Over and over again.

But oftentimes,
Perhaps all the time,
They don't go the way they would,
My ideas not playing the way they should.

Though as the day goes by,
And as each idea die,
I'd still try to play each one of them,
The ones yet condemned.

But today it was a little bit different,
Though they didn't play well the same.

For today I expected to end the day,
By asking for her to lend her hand,
To hold them in mine and to tell her that,
I wish her all the happiness in the land.

But things weren't looking up,
I started backing out,
And I kept looking up and out,
To find me my way out.

And that was then she had her hands out,
Both of them held up,
Looked at me and then to tell,
That I am to wish her well.

So today her hands I gladly took,
Today I congratulate,
Today I looked into her dark, dark eyes,
And wished her a very good life.

Priorities

The problem with putting God in the center - instead of the top - of your priorities is you'll get confused if someone said you're "religious".

Girl power

If giving women more control over their lives lead to higher rate of divorce, so be it.

I'm done seeing a girl being so possessive of her husband simply because she has nothing else in life; I don't want to see another wife clinging on both life and a wife-beater simply because that coward is all that she has.

Stumbling block

To never, ever, hold someone back. Not at work, not in life.

Because of the fathers

There are people who have problem with (ignorant reading of) Exodus 20:5b, don't seem to have problem hating the children of a crook.

Fake memory

Once in a while, I'd have a recurring dream about going back to Form 6, not doing my homework and lagging behind in class syllabus. Plus a fake memory backstory of how I could've ended up back in Form 6, even though I've graduate from university.

Now I wonder if the recurring dream part is real, or the previously occuring dreams are fake memories of my latest dream...

qualified

What I know is that the argument that I just presented, is actually factually incorrect.

What I don't know is what makes you think you are qualified to talk about the subject when you don't know this.

insightdental

It has allowed me to become a person I wouldn't have been,
And with that has allowed me to see how I would be regarded if I'm not the person that I've always been; or whoever I'm thought to be.

These was never the reason for it, but I'm glad for this 'sabbatical' period.


I'm really glad.

Almost over

About 2 more years to go...

Meh.

piqued

You're sweet as hell online, but only sometimes offline.


I guess it'll be a while before I see you again offline; I don't fancy feeling insulted as if I'm some kind of stupid idiot when all I was doing was trying to be cute and silly.

Eventhough I miss you already.

because of their sin???

Think about Tower of Siloam before you voice your opinion, fool!

sorrow of God

http://goo.gl/PFNA4

no matter what

No matter what I do, I will be loved.

I will always be loved, no matter what.

road to hell

Road to hell is not paved with good intentions; it is paved with laziness and thoughtlessness.

sight

He who cannot see himself, cannot see the world.

replying by not

How do you reply a reply that is either irrelevant, nonsensical, or downright stupid without resorting to mockery?

I can't. So I am extremely silent when that happens. Or you can also say that I'm... speechless.

backchat

Are you tempted to say something that'll put me in an uncomfortable position?

Please don't. I might regret it.

losing nothing

You can't lose what you've never had, right?
...
...
Right?...

mean

You don't have to be important to someone to have the ability to hurt his feelings:

You just have to be mean.

yesterday

He looked at her. And he looked at her again.
He can hardly believe his eyes, that he's able to see her again after such a long time.

He is happy. He is glad.

But little did he know that she's not the same person from years ago.
Yes, she looks the same; sunshine-like.
Yes, she speaks the same, with a heart-melting voice.
Yes, she smiles the same; that same enchanting smile.
But she's not the same. She's not the same person from years ago.

Now, people change, I hope for the better, but yes, people do change.
I know you miss her, the her of the past. Yes, I know you miss her.

But to continue to hold on to that grief and regret, she of the past is not the only thing you will miss.
By being bitter, you will miss out on her of the present.
And you will definitely not able to see her of the future.

Yes, the past memories were sweet.
Yes, the past days were lovely.
And they're gone. Yes, they're gone.

Should one let it go, let it pass?
Should one abandon the past to be able to savour the present, and the future?
Should one abandon yesterday to be able to see today, and tomorrow?

I don't know. I don't know these things.
I only know that she's changed, and she will always change, whether for better, or for worse.

Yes, I need to deal with today. I need to know how to deal with tomorrow.
But oh, how I really miss yesterday.