The story of the black box and the golden box.

One day, God gave me a black box and a golden box.
he told me to put all my sorrows into the black box and all my happiness into the golden.
so everyday,
i poured out all my frustrations and anger into the blackbox
and all the happy things that happened to me in the golden box.

and one day i realised,
the black box seemed lighter but the golden box was heavy.
i asked God and he pointed to the hole in the black box.
he said "all your sadness are with me. the hole in the blackbox is to teach you to let go,
however the heaviness of the golden box is to teach you to count your many blessings."

(:

its the little things in life.

its difficult to know what the heart is feeling
and its not easy to decipher it into words.

i thought it was all in the past,
but yet slowly,
it creeps up on me once again.

Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme
Out of the doubt that fills my mind
I somehow find
You and I collide.

it's all damn stupid,
i know.

/revisiting the past.
TSK.

people that were never meant to meet
friends that were not meant to keep.
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i never knew she felt that pain
she kept it well within her.

i dontknow why she chose to write to me
out of all the many ppl.
but, (:

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i think i'm the kind of person whom,
once you make a wrong move with me,
or that i've heard smth abt you,

i'd behave differently.

uh i dontknow.

if it was someone else,
i'd thank that person for the concern.
for going out of the way to buy the panadolcold.
to msg and ask if i'm angry etc.

but.

somehow i dont feel right.

i dontknow how to respond.
thats why i ignore?

okay,
i'm mean.

oh well.
it not that i wasnt to begin with.

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training tmr.
YAY.
:D :D :D

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being sick sucksssssssss.

i miss the 1st 3 months.
):

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there's so much things to be done now.
and i feel i'm living a highly hectic life.

i need to find a source of motivation.

spurrrrr me on.
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