Hello, my name is paper and I am a piece of paper.
My purpose is to have people write on me and to be printed by printers.
I like the smell of wood because it smells like my parents.
My ambition is to be thrown away and recycled.
(lmao i don't know what to put in here, so thanks Claire for the message.)
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
well.. is been a reali reali long time since i started updatin my blog le.. throughout these few days.. well.. many things (unhappy >> ): ) happened to me.. haix.. i've been reali breakin down these few days.. owell.. so sick of cryin.. eyes are swollen and puffy fr cryin oso ): haix.. sumtimes i reali dun undst wat God reali wans fr me la.. well.. i listened to him and went bak to ajc aftal and didn't go ijc.. bt en y iszit when i decided to b positive and nt wallow in self misery anymor en everyth has to cum crashin dwn to me once agn?! i reali dun understand.. i'm lyk
"sufferin" in ajc nw la.. u told me to go bak i went and en y aren't things turnin out well for me? haix.. i'm pratically cryin every night la.. is been a long long time since i did dat.. keep tryin to stay positive and look at things fr different angle.. bt no matter wateva angle i tried to look at, i stil dun understand wat's al these for.. God, are u tryin to test me agn? is been a long long time since i cried lyk dat already.. ):
well.. as i was bloggin.. was checkin through my mail and saw a forwarded mail fr huigun.. well.. th mail goes sth bout a story bout a donkey hu fell into th well.. and en th farmer decided to seal up th well since th donkey and was old and he didn't wanna retrieve it.. so th farmer and his neighbours started shovelin dirt into th well.. to their surprise, everytime th famer and his neighbours shoved dirt into th well.. he wld shake it off and take a step up. soon, the donkey cld evn stepped over th edge of the well and trotted up..
MORAL OF TH STORY:
Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. The trick to getting out of the well is to shake it off and take a step up. Each of our troubles is a steppingstone. We can get out of the deepest wells just by not stopping, never giving up! Shake it off and take a step up.
tink through th mail as i read it.. well.. it feels lyk is speakin to me and nt speakin to me at th same time.. and hopefully i'll b able to find th step to get out of this damn well of mine.. :/ was tellin myself to jiayou jiayou jiayou today.. and en had a bad end.. u thrown me al th way bak into th dumps and nw, aft i haf lyk finally picked myself up i hafta start al over agn ): great.. so wat.. nw is to test hw strong i am huh.. uh wadeva.. *roll eyes.. juz feel so discouraged and disheartened.. evn lost my appetite to eat la.. yay! so finally i found a way to jian fei huh.. =.=
aj choir i reali tough man.. sectionals al th way fr 2.30 to 7 today and bcuz of dat cldn't get a bite at al cuz of th previous 3hrs plus toks and gt a veri bad gastric.. ): bad till i started cryin.. well dat's juz part of th reason tho.. sumtimes i reali ask myself y did i evn decided to go bak when i noe i'm gonna b miserable ther.. lyk wat's wrong wid me? juz blew my chance away lyk dat.. guess gt no1 to blame except myself.. oh God, y can't u juz bring bak th positive and cheerful phebe cuz this phebe nw totally sux lyk hell >> ))))):