♥ Confused.

Monday, April 28, 2008 @ 4/28/2008 09:00:00 PM

All in vain.

Discontentment surfaces whenever one compares. However, without comparison, there won't be any differentiation and you will always be stagnant. I used to compare, which makes me really upset. But what's the use of comparing and get to know how fortunate is that person, and you're not. Hence, i've told myself not to compare, but to do my part. Sometimes even more than that.. I've lost everything, i've sacrificed everything, just for this. What i just hope is that all this will turn out to be good.

Appreciation: To be grateful or thankful for.

I always try to appreciate the good deeds that i received. Since young, daddy always teach me to be thankful to the people around me who had helped me and shaped me to who I am today. I've told myself to make "Thank you, thank you" as my response to good deeds. Life is so short, I must make full use of this life to bring happiness to other's life, not only to my own life. What's the use of being happy when your surrounding friends are sad. I don't find it a joy.


People do have limits, i guess. Cos I seem to have reached my limit, I can tolerate no more. I used to be very tolerant. To the point where i swallow everything up, even if it might choke me, or mayb even to death. My heart feels heavy, it's exploding. There are too many things inside.. My colleague ever told me, once my volcano explodes it'll be a disaster. Sometimes i feel, it's better to let go of your problems bit by bit, best is immediately when it surface out.


I don't like to hurt people. I don't like to shout at people. I don't like to be harsh to people. I don't like to be angry at people for nothing. I don't like to vent my anger on people.

Why on earth would there be such person? A hot-headed person or a short-temper person? I don't know.

I've done my best, given my all. and that's all i have. If that's still not enough. sorry, i'm not your superwoman.


Yesterday match wasn't good. weilong was even hurt. the girls kept cheering for them.

dear, i got support you, you know mah? dear, i shouted, "jia you!", you heard mah? dear, i kept praying for you, you sensed it mah? dear dear dear, you know all this mah?


Tears behind my simple smile.
Everything was all in vain.