It's been too busy lately... not only physically, but also mentally... always catching the deadlines drove me crazy.... Didnt really have the mood to write lately cause everytime i got back to hall, i just want to lie comfortably on my bed for some music and light reading (not textbook or journal anymore) (Currently on Tony Parsons, great writer)....
Found myself to be slightly needle-phobic... Giving shots to others is a totally different thing than on the receiver end.... so on this Friday when i gave blood, seeing the needle (must be a 12-guage, if not larger.... it's the size that you can use it on a ball pump) on my arm... i really have a raised heart beat... Giving blood is a meaningful thing... but i feel so unhappy when i thought of the people, receiving my blood, is in great sufferage... only then can i help them... Why can't i help them in other ways (when they're not in need), why can't i make them happy instead of giving help when they are suffering??
My days in RC are close to the end... trying my very best to treasure it...
Got back to home on Mother's day... Happy Mother's day mum.
What is love? Love is something so mystical... but at this point of life I've realized love is communications. It's not about how much dedication or sacrifice you've made to a person.... but more importantly, you have to let them know... Express yourself and Love... This is important.
Dunno why i wrote this much tonight... probably i'm too tired to keep myself sane.... i'll take a sleep soon and ready myself for tomorrow's test.... shall write later.
Wish me luck.
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