Dear Bloggie...

As the world came crashing down on him...
He opened his eyes and said a prayer...
For he prayed for others but himself...
The happiness of others was all he asked for from God...
He didn't wish for himself, as he felt unworthy of such a wonderful gift...
But one day God gave him a gift, that made him happy, if only for a moment, or two...
For once he felt happiness running through his veins...
Buried deep down is his mind, he knows things were too good to be true...
Overwhelmed with such great emotions, he didn't bother about what would happen next...
For he was living in that particular moment, never has he felt so joyful...

Sad thing is, reality had other plans for him...
His happiness was taken away from him the way it was given to him...
He felt a sudden surge of emptiness flowing through his heart...
But all was not lost, for there was a mark left behind which he will never forget...
Afew months, maybe years has passed...
But the mark was still there..
Reminding him of what could've been, was it love?
Maybe the heavens were teaching him a lesson...
A lesson to be more appreciative of the things he already have...
Up till now, this little boy continued praying for others but himself...
Never complained about life, always putting a thought for others...
Hoping that one day, he will feel the happiness once more...

I have no idea how I came up with this stuff...
Maybe I'm the little boy...
Maybe not?
I don't know...
One thing I know for sure...
I know how it feels like to reject someone, and two weeks later be rejected...
Experience is something you get when you don't get what you want...
And it's true...
Talking about karma...
It's more of, what you do to others, it will reflect back on you another time...
From my point of view is, I can never please everyone, no wonder how hard I try...
Somewhere, somehow, someplace, there must be someone not pleased with me...
God's plans...
I wish someone would knock me on the head and tell me I'm dead...
Why do I try so hard just to look happy?
I mean, there's genuinely happy, there's just happy, and there's fake happy...
Most of the time, I'm just happy...
Happy Happy Happy...
No it doesn't make a difference no matter how many times you say it...

Blah..
I got band later...
Meeting juniors at 5pm cause they want me to teach them!
Woo!
With this excruciating pain in my mouth, ulcer that is, I can barely talk...
But I'll try my best...
7 year 1s....
And only 4 year 2s&3s together...
Talking about lopsided...
But I must be strong!
If not christabel will kill me for pang seh-ing her...

Speaking of which...
International Festival Chorus on Sunday was...
Quite stupid.
I screwed up ALOT...
Not sure if it's audible, I hope not...
My lips began to PMS on me straight from the beginning..
And don't get me started on my shoes...
I used my dad's shoes...
And to think that they would be bigger than my foot...
No they weren't...
They were small, my foot had little space to breathe...
OH!
And I didn't wear a tie...
So all in all, it was the most embarassing performance ever...
But the thought of "haiya just one song only" made me feel alot better...
PLUS!
Everyone was given Toblerone chocolate after the concert!
I took the white chocolate ones of course...=] YUMMY!

Ok that's all...
Don't mind my blue crappy stuff at the beginning of the post...
Just some imagination storming up in my head...
Take carez all!

"If you only knew how much I loved you..."

Zupz Zupz!