After a long while...
It was good to meet the SATC gang agn... as always.. maybe after being with each other for so many years its always comforting to know that you will always find someone who will listen you out and show concern for you... Sometimes its just what the soul desires.
Once again we touched based with what's happening with each other's lives.. and realised how each one of us have our own fair share of issues... and no one really gets away with it... issues i guess are what make us us... like me and my drama ... cheryl and her 2 men.. yinggy and her dilemma does tradition seal what u feel in your heart.. and for wei jun.. loan sharks slapping sardines on her front door..
LIfe is complicated but yet never fails to show you its sweet side. I always take comfort in the fact that god created evil to teach you what good is and hate to teach you what love is... otherwise how will we learn to differentiate and know what is good or bad for us... but sometimes i fall into questioning myself did God ever say what is good for you or did man just come up with it ... someone trying to be smart i guess... And when u meet someone that so confidently shows you he has the answers i suppose it's only natural that you look up to him or her and believe and hang on to their words...
I've learnt now.. do not trust anyone ... their intentions or words.. only your heart... God gave it to you... and if you wonder if he ever talks to you i guess He does... when your heart beats and somewhere in your heart a little voice speaks to you... well that should really be the truth...
Cheryl read our palms... lately i have this need to want to know what is coming up... it boils down to my fear and lack of my own self esteem that i have to resort to such methods to comfort myself.. it's a vicious cycle which does no help for me.. i know but still you keep looking to hear what you want to hear... There are several wishes i have now and i want to know if they would be fulfilled... and if not i want to know how i can help myself... or is there no help.. what is destined shall that be and i have no way out of it?... if so... then i want to know my purpose here... is it to just keep going thru and endless cycle of painful experiences?
Its so frustrating... you wish you would have a book right in front of you now... that everytime u had a qn in your head... just open to any page in this book and the answers like the how to is right there...
Right now am listening to Wish you were here on repeat... i heard it on rockstar after a long time last nite.... and the lyrics always stir me... am thinking abt Bal as i hear this... and somehow i feel that lucky woman probably has the answers to the qns that i am having right now.... sigh.. i miss her and miss getting drunk with her... she was just another lost soul like me....
Wish You Were Here
So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade
Your heros for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
Once again we touched based with what's happening with each other's lives.. and realised how each one of us have our own fair share of issues... and no one really gets away with it... issues i guess are what make us us... like me and my drama ... cheryl and her 2 men.. yinggy and her dilemma does tradition seal what u feel in your heart.. and for wei jun.. loan sharks slapping sardines on her front door..
LIfe is complicated but yet never fails to show you its sweet side. I always take comfort in the fact that god created evil to teach you what good is and hate to teach you what love is... otherwise how will we learn to differentiate and know what is good or bad for us... but sometimes i fall into questioning myself did God ever say what is good for you or did man just come up with it ... someone trying to be smart i guess... And when u meet someone that so confidently shows you he has the answers i suppose it's only natural that you look up to him or her and believe and hang on to their words...
I've learnt now.. do not trust anyone ... their intentions or words.. only your heart... God gave it to you... and if you wonder if he ever talks to you i guess He does... when your heart beats and somewhere in your heart a little voice speaks to you... well that should really be the truth...
Cheryl read our palms... lately i have this need to want to know what is coming up... it boils down to my fear and lack of my own self esteem that i have to resort to such methods to comfort myself.. it's a vicious cycle which does no help for me.. i know but still you keep looking to hear what you want to hear... There are several wishes i have now and i want to know if they would be fulfilled... and if not i want to know how i can help myself... or is there no help.. what is destined shall that be and i have no way out of it?... if so... then i want to know my purpose here... is it to just keep going thru and endless cycle of painful experiences?
Its so frustrating... you wish you would have a book right in front of you now... that everytime u had a qn in your head... just open to any page in this book and the answers like the how to is right there...
Right now am listening to Wish you were here on repeat... i heard it on rockstar after a long time last nite.... and the lyrics always stir me... am thinking abt Bal as i hear this... and somehow i feel that lucky woman probably has the answers to the qns that i am having right now.... sigh.. i miss her and miss getting drunk with her... she was just another lost soul like me....
Wish You Were Here
So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade
Your heros for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.