HELP!!

I can't tag my own blog :(
WHY???

+ Flisha spoke @ 12:51 pm

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A Happy Thought

Today was an eventful day.

Woke up bright and early and got a ride from Dad to the hairdressers.
I sat there for a freaking 3 hours to get my hair done.
Ladies and gentlemen, my hair is now short.
Schoolgirl short.
Like I was telling Flo, I just have to get a fringe and I'll be a true blue schoolgirl.
Anyway, sitting at the hairdressers is a positively horrible way to start the day.
I walked out of the saloon totally brain dead.

Kelvin did my hair.
In the conversation I exchanged with him, I had a little taste of the beauty and joy someone feels when he is doing something he has a passion for.
With the passion comes dedication, fulfilment...
And he didn't start out liking what he was doing.
He just grew to like it.
An inspiration - particularly for me...

Met up with Greg.

Then went for mass.
The whole jin gang of the IJ Legion was there.
Well, at least half of them were there.
Boy that was enough of a din.
There was so much grinning and waving during mass, and after mass, Jeanette and a few others came over to talk - in the church hall.
And you could hear the chatter which hung around them as they walked off...
Hahahaha.
They say that IJ girls make so much noise when they get together.
How true.

Watched a play with Dennis.
His sister was in it.
'Full Bottles, Empty Bottles'
Smart and yet simple story, pretty good acting, entertaining locally-contexted script...
It was good.
Oh yes, and I always thought that plays were acted out in the front of the room on the designated stage.
It never struck me that a play could be acted anywhere in the room.
Till I witnessed it today.

Spoke about the interesting guitar over supper...
Dennis... is everybody's (except his 2 sister's) big bro.
Cool.
*happy grin*

+ Flisha spoke @ 2:12 am

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Happy Thoughts

Boo!!

Heehee I've been itching to blog since I logged off after publishing my entry yesterday.
So I'm back.

I've realized why I love blogging -
It's because I think happy thoughts.

Sad thoughts, in my opinion, are not to be remembered because they're not worth the memory.

So yeah.

Happy happy happy happy thoughts!

+ Flisha spoke @ 12:46 am

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It's so difficult

It's so difficult

1. To find a good blog layout
2. To put thoughts into to words
3. To pick up where we left off

+ Flisha spoke @ 12:29 am

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And to someone out there:

I’ve realized a long time ago that we’re very similar in a lot of ways.
Maybe it’s from almost growing up together…
Maybe it’s just ‘cos we’re born to have similar wavelengths.
Nevertheless, because of this discovery and then from knowing you better, I see myself reflected in you.
My thoughts, actions, words…
Thank you so much for helping me discover myself, and then understanding a lot more about myself, and therefore understanding you.

My friend, there’s one particular similarity that has many setbacks.
For your sake I pray that you admit that to yourself and change it to suit yourself better.

If we’ve got as much in common as I think we do, you’d be feeling a naggy voice at the back of your head telling you that yes, it’s you I’m talking to.
If we’ve got as much in common as I think we do, you wouldn’t want to admit that you’re the one I’m talking to…

+ Flisha spoke @ 11:57 pm

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To Greater things:

We move on, preferably to greater things.
Nobody stays where they are when there are greater things within reach.
So that’s why we change –
Because we feel that it benefits us better.

But does it?

I guess in ways it does.
And in ways, we lose out on other benefits.

I, we, us, our benefits…
Selfishness…
Self centeredness…

+ Flisha spoke @ 11:55 pm

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Moving on

Change:
‘He had changed, and he wondered about all the things here at home that might have changed too while he’d been away. But sometimes when you go somewhere far away and then come back, the part that bothers you most is not what the things that have changed, but the way that other things have stayed the same, like you hadn’t been anywhere or done anything at all. The kids would still play ball on the vacant lot where he and his friends had played every summer. The high school band would still play every Friday night in the park downtown, and old Mrs Parker would still be waiting as the kids came home from school, to yell at them if they stepped on her flowers. All of that might still be the same, but he was different, and so nothing would really be the same at all.’ -- Taken.

All that might still be the same, but he was different, so nothing would really be the same at all.
I think…
That I’ve changed.
I’ve moved on.
We’ve all moved on.
We’ve all changed whether we like it or not.
We’ve all changed whether others around us like it or not.
I for one don’t like the changes that have been going on.

+ Flisha spoke @ 11:54 pm

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I've Been Thinking...

About how disgusting it is to think.
It seems that the more I think, the more depressing my thoughts get.
This holiday can be said to be a depressing one, especially during my thinking moments.

+ Flisha spoke @ 11:53 pm

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Dancing in the Rain

Do you remember what it feels like to walk in the rain?
She does.

She danced in the rain today.

She remembers how refreshing it is
For water to fall on her clothes and soak right through
And beat onto her skin.
The monsoon served well to relieve the tropical heat.

It wet her hair
Then drenched it
When her hair could contain no more,
It trickled down her cheeks

If they were tears
They would be of freedom
Of liberty, emancipation and jubilation
In those moments,
There was nothing else that mattered.

Do you remember what it feels like to be in the tropical monsoon?
She does.
She danced in the rain today.

I danced in the rain today.

+ Flisha spoke @ 7:45 pm

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It feels good to be with friends.

Met Jared.
Spent a super fun hour talking rubbish with him.
Hahahaha.
Actually I couldn't hear him very well so most of what I said was 'WHAT?!!'
Then realized that I was sounding VERY rude.
So I cooked up variations - 'I'm really sorry Jared but I didn't catch what you just said'.
And stuff along those lines.
It's amazing the million number of ways you can say 'WHAT?!!'
*grinz*

Met Bernice, Shuxian and Ben for prata.
Actually bumped into her before Novena... Hmm.
Well anyway point is I FINALLY met Bernice.
She's just as chirpy as ever.
Couldn't detect any change in her at all.
Be-a-utiful.

Shuxian and Ben came.
It's their monthiversary today and they still came to be bugged by Ber and I.
Feeling quite good now that I'm quite important....
Heeheeheeheehee.
I know I said this already, but here it is again - Thanks Shuxian, and thanks Ben.

MARISKA'S IN TOWN!!!
Only she'd be leaving tomorrow...
Anyway I got to meet her today.
Together with Dennis, Gerry and Terence.
We went to the Mezzanine Bar at Meritus Mandarin where Mariska's staying.
Was treated to about 3 hours of fantastic music.
First it was strings - 2 violins, a double bass and the piano.
They played the Canon!
And then it was 3 guys singing and they were accompanied by 2 guitars and a double bass.
We made song request after song request.
Think we were the only table making the requests hahaha.
And then we had to go over to other tables and steal their request cards.
Heeheeheehee.

Anyway today was a happy day cos it was filled with friends.
Am beginning to wonder if my life revolves around them - because I get so distrubed when I don't have any around, but am so happy when they are...

Whatever.
Having friends is good anyhow.
*happy grin*

+ Flisha spoke @ 6:48 pm

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Today's got to be the best day I've had with friends since I came back.
I admit that I haven't been THAT happy the past week.
'Cos I dunno why.

Had lunch with PJ, SX, Man'd and PZ.
It was a seriously thought provoking 4 hours we spent at Seoul Garden.
I reckon we all had fun.
But it was superficial.

Kept being reminded of the conversation Jason and I had - about everybody changing and things never being the same again.
7 days ago we had that conversation.
7 days ago I fiercely defended the fact that things might change but the emotions we get from being friends would never change.
Yesterday I still believed in what I did 7 days ago.
7 hours ago till now, I've been so afraid that I might not so sure anymore.

Anyhow I dropped by Risen Christ for evening mass.
Frist person I met when I stepped into church - Lester.
He gave me a big hug.
That was all that was needed to comfort me.
Next significant person - Greg.
Another friend *grinz*

I asked God if I'd ever find comfort in my friends in Singapore.

Greg later waited for my bus with me.
That kept my mind off 'friends' for a while...

The final one and a half hours of my being out of the house on Friday night made up for every depressing second I've lived through during the week.

At 9.15pm I received a message from Lester.
Asked me if I wanted to go out with him and Alison.
So 20mins later they picked me up.
AND WE WENT FOR PRATA!!!
Finally people who wanna eat prata with me!
(have been trying to find people all week)

So we went for prata.
Can't remember the last time I smiled so much.
I was happy.

Talk about being blind AND stupid - I found comfort in Lester and Greg even before I asked God if I'd find that in Singapore.
Then talk about God listening and answering prayers - He showed me again (Greg at the bus stop) and again (Lester and Alison), till I finally saw it.

It only takes a spark
To get a fire going
And soon all those around
Can warm up in it's glowing
That's how it is with God's love
Once you've experienced it
You spread his love to everyone
You want to pass it on

It's a good feeling to feel loved.
With divine help I shall make other people feel loved too......

+ Flisha spoke @ 6:13 pm

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As Edmond says, I live in a box. I think what I'd like to think. I chose to believe what I want to believe. I live the life I want to live.
My life is my own fantasy.

+ Flisha spoke @ 6:11 pm

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Elaine stayed over last night.
Means I had company over breakfast this morning.
Then she left at about 11am...

And my dad came home with Macs for lunch.
Had that in front of the television while watching the final episode of Taken with my dad and my bro.

Spent a wonderful 4 hours with my sister in the afternoon.
Just realized that I've been taking her for granted since forever.
Never realized how easy it is to talk to her and the wonderful companionship she's capable of providing.

Mei, you're the best.

Came back and we had dinner waiting for us - fish-head curry lovingly prepared by my mum.

That's the life.

+ Flisha spoke @ 3:54 pm

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