Showing posts with label therapy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label therapy. Show all posts

Saturday, March 15, 2008

"This is the best team to make mistakes with"

Today, I experienced the extremities of many.
It was probably the hottest day in weeks, where sunblock no longer matters, you get burnt anyway. I am tanned beyond black and the colour contrast of my skin is similar to that of my cookies and cream / black forest ice cream from IslandCreamery after the game.

I found myself not only struggling with the weather but with myself,
my mind and my body; they do not co ordinate well enough.
But we all fall down sometime. It's whether you stand up, or you sit down and whine about your fall.
THIS is where I pick myself up, because like She said, She believes that I am strong enough to handle it, and "there is no time for tears."

Thank you all for the messages/ encouragement/ ice cream therapy (!!)
And now, I shall eagerly wait for dinner (chompchomp!) therapy with the same people over ice cream. I'm so hungry Ah gong, I'm gonna eat your cow if you do get any.


I'm so tired,
but I don't know from what exactly.

Sunday, June 24, 2007

Parting Of Ways.

I'd love to start my entry with, "Oh my luck has finally changed ...."
but sadly, it hasn't altered much.
I remember what I said in the previous entry,
"I'm thinking about tomorrow. I should be excited, but somehow I'm not."
Uhuh.

I am heartbroken, distraught.
It's a tragedy, calamity, men-made disaster.

I came home empty handed,
well if you don't consider my large emotional baggage, that is.

How do I put this,
it's like watching an exciting movie only to realise you don't have disc 2,
it's like reading through an entire book and finally reaching the closure but the pages have been ripped off,
it's like leading in a 200m race only to trip twenty metres from your finish line;

you are so close, yet so far away.
And it doesn't help not knowing when your second shot will come,
if you'd ever be granted another chance.

Thank God for D. therapy: an awfully surprisingly edible homecooked fried rice (:
And I met Arden, finally. She turns 6 months on 23rd June! Absolute sweetie.

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Oh, and Meet the crew!


on board The Black BERL.

"There's so much more than empty conversations filled with empty words."