The last few weeks have been rather wall-punching. Someone smiling on the street? Want to whack them in the face with my books. Hear laughter? Want to shove a rat in Mr. and Mrs. Happy's mouths. Sunny day? The rays are mocking me.
Used to believe in mind over matter. Used to believe in thought-control. Beliefs have been challenged quite recently. It's been hard to think positive. It's been hard to just "get over it".
Would like to extend my sincere thanks to some people today. Firstly, to those that sent SMSes and facebook messages. To those that called. To those that jumped on me at uni. Most of you will never read this. But just in case, thanks - it means something.
To family. "Awesome" does not even begin to describe the object received in the mail today. Thanks for that, and for the continual support, always. "Yippy skippy, mate."
To some crazy individuals. Some that clearly "xiang shou ren sheng" too much, lying on people's beds, up to no good =P. Some who have shown me that nutella, under the appropriate conditions, can actually be more than semi-decent. Someone that has taught me that warm and fuzzy pigs are life-giving. Someone that is in fact secretly a killer photographer. Someone that unfortunately was MIA today, but when present is actually quite an exceptional chef, with both disastrous hole-cake-making skills as well as killer-chicken-pasta-sun-dried-tomatoes-cooking capabilities. And certainly to the someone who doesn't like brussel sprouts (understandable) or mashed potatoes (unbelievable). To all, thanks.
Lastly, I someone else. Someone that has provided me with the apples I need to throw at trees in Princess Park when I am hating the world. Someone, who, unfortunately I may have to "sleep with" in three weeks time. Someone Someone that has made the last six weeks less painful. Thanks for always having time, for asking how things are, for doing a lot more than you probably realize. Rock on, homie.
Learnt a new phrase today. "Roll with the punch". It's a good phrase, because life is full of punches. It's helpful to know how to roll with them when they come. There was a punch today. A painful, frustrating, anger-causing punch. But on the positive side, it was just one punch. With the number of punches that have come this way recently, one is nothing. And also, I guess it's important to realize that although you are punched by some time and time again to the point where you wonder why you still haven't given up, there are others that don't punch you. Others that will be there when you've been kicked, hit, slapped, taken by the feet and whacked on the ground, full-on punched.
Roll with the punch.
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
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