Look Beyond

Fifteen minutes ago, I and my friends were stranded in a nasty and dark part of the road that were lined with queer trees. The vehicle, a “top-down”, that we were using has ran out of gas. Because we watched too much horror movies, basically, we started to imagine some unthinkably creepy and unimaginably scary creature to vault out from a corner and leap onto us. We were funnily scared. But of course, that didn’t happen. Our attentions were caught by the breathtaking panorama above us instead. We began to marvel at the ripe and haloed moon that was majestically hovering in the night sky dotted with thousand silver stars; and we have even seen a shooting star. We couldn’t help ourselves not to smile and sigh with pleasure.

Tonight, we have encountered a circumstance/problem on our way. But because of that, we were able to see something that has long been there. It was left unseen, yet it was worth to be seen.

God would sometimes give us a trial. But let us all remember that it will lead us to discover in ourselves that we could do something we never thought we could; that it will enable us to see the real beauty and meaning of life that take some trials and problems for them to be seen and discovered.

Good night and may the Lord be with us always!

Till We Meet Again

I guess, the problem with me is I easily get attached with those persons I mostly spend my time with that I willingly let them inside my heart, and savor and get used to the happiness I feel whenever I’m with them. And when the inevitable time to say goodbye would come, when they (I) leave, it deeply pains and aches my heart. Well, I guess I just have to live around the huge gaping hole of their absence, until I get used to it.

I sooo miss my students, from my flesh, down to my bones and all of my internal organs. T^T

Oh, Fine!

Well, I guess, this would gonna be another lonely Valentine’s Day. hmm. Even my drawing is saying so.

Hogwarts Letter

Found this on my gallery. Made me smile. I have always been a daydreamer.

Why do always you read?

There was this person who ask me this afternoon, “Why do you always read?”.

And this is what I answered to him:

100-Word Story #8: Sorry

I struggled my way into a sea of people. I bumped onto strangers but was never halting to mumble a sorry, ignoring their looks, had I not been running from someone I was sure they would pierce me. I just watched them back through a watery blur of my tears.

                Just as I thought he didn’t keep up, I stopped. But the startling hard gripping on my arm told me otherwise.

                “I’m sorry.”

                He dropped to his knees.

                “Get up!”

                “Forgive me.”

                I won’t. I kicked him on his side and I ran away. Well, I guess we’re even now.

photo taken from http://www.dysfinity.com/.

What Am I Up To?

                I solemnly swear I’m up to no good.

 Okay. Scratch that. I’m back from Hogwarts so long now.

This post is just like me saying “I can’t think of anything to post”. I have spent a very long time, my spare time, at the library writing. And my time was grievously wasted. I have willed the jumbled thought in my head to still so I can pick some to pass from my head, to my arms, to the tip of the pen, and finally onto the gawking and mocking paper. I write, only to find my pen scratching the words inadvertently. Yes, this monster called Writers Block was attacking my messed up brain. Again.

Well, anyway, what I would do today is to tell you what I am up to this week. If you are not interested, I suggest you flee now. If you are interested, I suggest that you also flee because what I have here are not interesting, mind you. I don’t want you swearing at me.

As you all know, I am currently in my internship on becoming a (lazy) teacher. Today, we had discussed the story The Prince and the Pauper by Mark Twain. It went well, although there were still those haughty students at the back who were clearly showing a great deal of disinterest in my class. But when I warned them in a singsongy voice that I would love to, and was looking forward on seeing them at the detention office, aww I found out they could be very participative. Well I guess I would use that warning always. Hmm. Tomorrow, my topic is Sentence Structure. And I guess this would go on for the whole week for I prepared a gazillion of activities so that this new knowledge would sink in their heads, stay there and never resurface again. I mean, never went astray.

I am also currently reading Harper Lee’s To Kill a Mockingbird. I had been dying to read this Pulitzer Prize winner book, but with the tug-of-war between leisure and busyness in my life right now, I forgot it. Okay, maybe I am not really that obsessed with this book, but still. Thanks to a lovely friend for giving me a copy of this book yesterday. I really did give him a big wet kiss.

A sample of my sketches. Tell me it’s beautiful or I’ll cut my wrist. TT

This same friend also gave me yesterday an awesome sketch pad. But no pencil. Urgh! >.< Haha. It has been too long since the last time I made use of my not so impressive skill in sketching that I felt afraid God would take it away from me. (Check this out –> What do I miss doing?) So when I went home at night, I immediately utilized my new sketch pad to find out what. And… Tada! It’s an epic fail. There really is a monster named Artists Block also. I sketch, only to find my agitated hand tearing the page off and crumpling it and throwing it onto the bin, and missed. Gosh, I’m awful.

But I will try and try and try. This week, hopefully, I will post in here my sketches and a review of the abovementioned book. *crossfingers* That, if those two monsters leave me. Which, of course, I know they would because you’re gonna pray for me, my dear lovely friends, right? Hehe

What about you there? What are you up to? Lemme know by leaving a comment.

Have a wonderful week everyone! ^____^ mua.