There is something i have always learn..
Is always ringing in my ears, my mind till i can stand it no longer and decided to tell you...
It is that whenever you say you dun noe something, pple will tell you is bcos u cant be bothered to find out..
Maybe it true..But how irritating it get and self-criticising can it get when u ponder why u dun noe abt something and it YOUR fault bcos u din find tat out..
Arggh if that the case, ter are MANY MANY things i need to find out..
Gosh im lazy.-.-
The more i wonder and ponder abt wat a funny person i am,i truly feel that im indeed weird and cannot be understood..Den again it probably cos i dun understand myself or maybe i still dunno wat i really want..
It only tuesday, wednesday is coming and im trying and trying not to meet him until let say the weekend?Cos ma-moo-mee is complaining and i really do wanna be a good gal and stay at home yeah.
Im glad i dun feel bored at home..Gotsa alot of things i wanna do..
I finally got my first pair of levi jean! It a boot cut..I wanted something simple first..!heh, shall collect it tmr.
I realise i can be really mean at times, but yet i dun really want to..So im really sorry if i hurt you..Just that i really dunno how to say im sorry..And i din realise it hurt so much until u told me..
Mayb im a sadist too..=p
im feelin so sian cos tmr and the day after tmr is gonna be a long day..Haiz. Spare me!
Mean while, gonna share something from an email my mom forward to me..haha!
A young lady was waiting for her flight in the boarding room of a big airport.
As she would need to wait many hours, she decided to buy a book to spend her time. She also bought a packet of cookies.
She sat down in an armchair, in the VIP room of the airport, to rest and read in peace.
Beside the armchair where the packet of cookies lay, a man sat down in the next seat, opened his magazine and started reading..
When she took out the first cookie, the man took one also. She felt irritated but said nothing. She just thought:
“What a nerve! If I was in the mood I would punch him for daring!”
For each cookie she took, the man took one too.
This was infuriating her but she didn’t want to cause a scene.
When only one cookie remained, she thought: “ah... What this abusive man do now?”
Then, the man, taking the last cookie, divided it into half, giving her one half.
Ah! That was too much!
She was much too angry now!
In a huff, she took her book, her things and stormed to the boarding place.
When she sat down in her seat, inside the plane, she looked into her purse to take her eyeglasses, and, to her surprise, her packet of cookies was there, untouched, unopened!
She felt so ashamed!! She realized that she was wrong...
She had forgotten that her cookies were kept in her purse
The man had divided his cookies with her, without feeling angered or bitter.
...while she had been very angry, thinking that she was dividing her cookies with him. And now there was no chance to explain herself...nor to apologize.”
There are 4 things that you cannot recover.
The stone...
...after the throw!
The word...
...after it’s said!
The occasion...
... after the loss
The time...
...after it’s gone!
