一封感动的信息

今天，收到了一封从远方寄来的信息，短短的几个字，却让我忍不住又掉眼泪。。因为这世上再没有人比你更了解我了。。


you are not alone.

不知不觉我们好像都长大了，有各自的烦恼。有时候你跟我说，有时候你一个人藏着。

好心疼你。不过也明白有些事情你只能一个人去经历去承受。

然后才会更美更坚强。

加油！ :)

Life is full of sweet moments and HOPE

Dear Father in Heaven,

My birthday wish for this year is..

To have a simple dinner with my beloved family, Mum and dad together.

Amen.


p/s: Thanks for all the caring n regards to me n my dad from my dear friends, ah Soon who is so thoughtful, thanks for your text and oversea calls all the way from UK. Quin, who always shed tears with me together..you have let me know that I'm not alone in the darkness. And Edward, KC, Loon...

You guys are not only have given me strength to carry on but also pull me back from that deep, dark place.

What on earth did I do to deserve it? I'm just too lucky to have all of you along my side.


Life is difficult but you can't go away.

No matter what comes ahead, I promise I'll be as strong as I could be.

The Sweat

The days have been hot.

The heat is choking. I can’t escape it. The walls, the floor, the air. It’s everywhere.

My house is an oven. My skin is suffocating. My body is aching. And I am so tired.

New Camera

I finally bought myself a new digital camera! My old one has been snatched in March, and I’ve been borrowing my dad’s camera since then. It took me more than a month to research, save up, ask around… and I settled on a Canon Digital IXUS 95 IS. Basically a well priced compact camera, with full manual controls. I’m very happy.

I must admit, I was momentarily dazzled - but not overly impressed - by all the new colouring features. Are they really neccessary? Maybe I’m just a bit old school. Or too much of a Photoshop geek.

How's the weather up there?

I found myself stuck in a tree.

Cold and wet.

Rain dripping on my head.

Hair matted against my face like sticky icicles.

I was jogging. Huffing and puffing through the park. I leapt over shimmering puddles on the footpath. My warm rosy cheeks welcomed the light drizzle.

But as the rain began to pour from the sky and the colours of the park faded into a dull grey haze, I found a patch of dry grass under a tree and I waited. I waited and waited.

As I think back now, I’m not sure what possessed me, but I thought it’d be really cool to climb the tree. Relieve my boredom? Better view perhaps? Maybe I’ll stumble upon some other critter also waiting for the rain to stop?

So there I sat. Three branches up. Swaying in the breeze.The last branch notch filled up with water, became too slippery and I couldn’t get a proper grip to get back down. I felt like such a retard. Just me and my two braincells.

Birds flew by and snickered. Ants and caterpillars were showing off. And the tree groaned in burdensome displeasure. In the end I had to take off my jacket, wedge it into the footing and make my way down in an inelegant tangle of legs and arms. I felt like such an island girl after that.

All good things come to pass

The promise about --'all good things come to pass.' What it really means is -- all good things will come -- comma -- to pass. Nothing ever remains. Everything is always changing. Like that warning, 'even this shall pass away.' I suppose that includes the sadness, as well as the gladness. If you wait long enough, the gladness returns again.

A nice, warm bath and a cup of good, nourishing soup can solve any problem.

Yes. Tomorrow will be better. Not perfect, but better.