Thursday, June 30, 2011
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Monday, June 13, 2011
Sunday, June 12, 2011
After Mass, a little chat with Alexis revealed to me that she uses a film camera. How amazing and cool is that?! She's this really charming young lady who makes me wonder why I'm living such a selfish life sometimes. She completed a 10K marathon for CAFOD, a charity, in just under an hour! And what have I ever done for God?
Addendum: Someone just has to knock me in the head! I only just realized that today's Prayer of the Faithful was done in multiple languages, to honour our first reading in which the Apostles spoke in many different languages! How could I have been so ignorant? :) It's a beautiful day.
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Friday, June 10, 2011
And for some of us who know this, the question is to ask or not to. When someone is clearly hiding a terrible pain, should we just leave them be and save ourselves the embarrassment of forcing a friend into making a hearty confession when he or she clearly prefers keeping things inside? Would it be too cruel to ask?
Yes, it is cruel. It definitely is, when you're just asking out of pleasure to satisfy your curiosity.
Dear friend, I've been going through what you were going through so I never asked you what was wrong when I heard you cry. I am sorry but I thought it was better that way. I would have wanted the same if I were you, for the time being at least. I knew it would have caused you discomfort to speak about what was bothering you, but when you're ready to share, I'm here, right here, I'm not going anywhere.
Thursday, June 9, 2011
2. If you can have a dream come true, what would it be?
People say if you say your dream out loud, it may never come true ever, so..
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
"Come and get me will you, woman?!"
I felt so helpless, there it was, just a few feet away from me, at the corner of my room and I could do nothing about it. The sheer annoyance! How dare you torment me, you little prat, give me another stare like that and I promise you, you'll wish you had never dared to even lay a finger on my walls, you little prat! (Does a rodent have fingers by the way? I am unsure myself but you get what I mean). In a really really bad way, Mr. Mouse reminded me of him. The shape of it's face, it's parasite like nature, reminded me of him. Manipulative, dirty, opportunistic, weak, timid, alone, scared. Eww... I was disgusted to say the least. But then, yes, indeed, that person was weak, timid, alone and scared in the past and I stupidly catered to those needs because he needed me. Simply because he needed me.
Yesssss, I knew I had caught it!!
I dashed out of my room to check the spot where I laid the trap and indeed, the mouse was there. Quickly, I took a plastic bag to dispose of the pest, but when I tried to lift the trap, Mr.Mouse bit so hardly on a piece of wire nearby, literally clinging on for its dear life- that I had to tug so hard just to get it into the bag, feeling super grossed out all the while! I could feel it struggling about in the bag as I ran downstairs to dump it away into the bigger rubbish bins outside.
Monday, June 6, 2011
Dear God, I was playing with mummy’s cupboard door just awhile ago, swinging it open and shutting it tightly over and over again. Suddenly, it won’t open anymore. Please God, please help me. Otherwise, mummy would find out and she’ll be really angry with me.
God, please help me to get better. Please let my swollen ears recover and help no one to laugh at me in school. I miss my friends and I want to go back after spending two weeks in the hospital. I don’t even get ice-cream here unless I am having my throat operated. I miss mummy. Please God, help my ears get better.
Help Granpa to be in Heaven dear Father. I miss him. Please help Uncle Raymond not to cry anymore. I thank you that the members of my extended family are all reunited again at this time.
Please help me to do well in my exams dear God so that I can make it to the Convent!
I felt humiliated in school today, yet again. I’m playing truant yet again for another two times this week. Dear God, help the teacher to believe that my asthma is really affecting me. I feel so alone, no real friends and Mr.K is always just around the corner to taunt me in front of my peers whenever he can. What have I done to him? Why can’t I stop tearing up everytime he makes fun of me? Please help me to bear with this.
Dear Jesus, where will you lead me now? Thank you for the graces You’ve bestowed upon me. Please help M to get what You’ve given me as well. I’d hate to spread my wings and leave him behind.
Dear Lord, I’m dying here, I don’t understand a thing and I miss home so much. I can’t give up. Please come stand beside me, guide me through this path.
Dear Jesus, I kneel to you and shout out at the top of my lungs, “THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!”. I’ve never been happier ever, thank you for bringing him into my life and bless us both!
Dear Mama Mary, why must we learn how to forgive? I cannot forgive this person. It’s a shame that I have decided to hate him forever. One day, I hope to stop hating him. Help me and my friend through this rough patch.
Dear God, I’ve ventured so far from You these past few years that You seem so foreign to me now. Rope me back to You. I need You.
Friday, June 3, 2011
So yes, there were times when I did things although I knew nothing would come out of them. I slaved towards completion, because I wanted the calm that would most certainly come afterwards. I may have produced something mediocre as a result, but what did I care? I could proudly hold my head up high and smile, almost smirk at my recklessness; and I tell you dear reader, the satisfaction that settles in your heart at the end makes the little adventure worth your while after all.