Saturday, October 9, 2010

I remember why I stopped writing in chunks:
I get distracted waayyy too easily haha.
So short lines here we go!

Today's message was about joy, as I was saying.
And when I came into this school,
I really wanted to impact the school.
Not just in my studies, which I wanted to as well.
Or in my cca,
Or in any way that can be measured with "achievements", as you call them.
But I wanted to impact my class,
To always be there for those who needed help.

And I do hope I've succeeded, just a little at least.
I hope that I've made you smile,
At least once in this short/long year.
I think that's the basis of it all.
Making you smile.
Every single one in class, and not just my friends.

For the people I talk to more often,
I hope I've been a friend when you've needed me.
To be someone who you can talk to when you really need help.

Have I?
That I'm not sure,
But I sincerely hope so.

I like what "joy" means.
"Inner happiness not dependent on outward circumstances."
Especially in this exam period, I will take action to rejoice.
And in this time, really impact 103.

I hope I'll be able to do that.
Yes, I've often asked myself
"If I didn't exist, would my absence be felt?"

I don't know.
Still praying, I guess (Y)
Heh, looking forward to QT later.
{Its another thing I've learnt this week - to take time to enjoy my QT, especially amidst all the stress.}

Then we celebrated my -cough-belated-cough- birthday.
I think birthdays are special days where one feels loved.
Not that I'm not loved on other days,
But birthdays have that special feeling.
That make you KNOW, 100% you're loved,
Simply for being you. {Dr Seuss' quote!}
I think that's what the purpose of birthdays are,
And not to mark the day of your birth, really.

Just like in the Giver, y'know.
They didn't have birthdays.
But they were still born.
But they didn't have birthdays.
Why?
They were not loved.
They didn't know the sense of individuality.
And I think birthdays, that one day,
Out of 365,
Are worth it in exchange
For the "utopia" found in the Giver.

I was reading the card...
Ah~I feel so loved.
I might,
Or might not,
Post about some stuff later.

I want my password protected posts on wordpress >:( to talk about stuff pfft.

I love balloons.
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