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Thursday, October 27, 2005
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|| 9:12 AM
i am suppose to be sleeping now!!!!! argh!!! why on earth did i wake up so early for??? i got no idea why. its my self declared holiday!!
i getting fatter and fatter as each day pass by. my eyes are beginning to see a little tummy growing. its really obvious when i wear body fitting clothes. argh!!! shouldnt have ate so much during exams. but eating is one out of my two ways of distress.
sometimes i really thank God that there are ppl ard me that love me for who i am but not jus how i look. i am really assured that even if become as fat as a stuff bear, my frens will still love me and not despised me. and even as i complain about my tummy, there are ppl telling me that i still look great. i do not need to cut down to gain self security. becos i am secured of my position in God. but i still wanna cut down that tummy of mine! its ugly. hideous!
off to the gym!!! next week. i promise. hahas.
i read this poem. a fren of mine have sent it to me. thought is really depict the world we are living in.
Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round
Or listened to the rain Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down.Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.The music won't last.
Do you run through each day On the fly?
When you ask How are you?
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?
You'd better slow down Don't dance so fast.
Time is short. The music won't last.
Ever told your child,We'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say,"Hi"
You'd better slow down.Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.The music won't last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,It is like an unopened gift....
Thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower.
Hear the music, Before the song is over.
|| 9:12 AM
i am suppose to be sleeping now!!!!! argh!!! why on earth did i wake up so early for??? i got no idea why. its my self declared holiday!!
i getting fatter and fatter as each day pass by. my eyes are beginning to see a little tummy growing. its really obvious when i wear body fitting clothes. argh!!! shouldnt have ate so much during exams. but eating is one out of my two ways of distress.
sometimes i really thank God that there are ppl ard me that love me for who i am but not jus how i look. i am really assured that even if become as fat as a stuff bear, my frens will still love me and not despised me. and even as i complain about my tummy, there are ppl telling me that i still look great. i do not need to cut down to gain self security. becos i am secured of my position in God. but i still wanna cut down that tummy of mine! its ugly. hideous!
off to the gym!!! next week. i promise. hahas.
i read this poem. a fren of mine have sent it to me. thought is really depict the world we are living in.
Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round
Or listened to the rain Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down.Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.The music won't last.
Do you run through each day On the fly?
When you ask How are you?
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?
You'd better slow down Don't dance so fast.
Time is short. The music won't last.
Ever told your child,We'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say,"Hi"
You'd better slow down.Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.The music won't last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,It is like an unopened gift....
Thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower.
Hear the music, Before the song is over.
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