More than words.

I found this song :)

Anywhere you are I am near,
Anywhere you go I'll be there.
Anytime you wisper my name, You'll see.
Every single promise I'll keep,
Cause what kind of guy i would be.
If i was to leave when you need me most.

What are words if you really dont mean them when you say them?
What are words if they're only for good times then that's all?
When it's love yeah you say them loud.
Those words, they never go away.
They live on,
even when we're gone..

And i know an Angel was sent,
Just for me and i know I'm meant,
To be where I am and I'm gonna be.
Standing right beside her tonight,
And i'm gonna be by your side.
I would never leave when she needs me most.

And if you don't know the story behind him.

He had a really beautiful fiance and everything was quite okay. Until she met a terrible accident and is half-vegetable now.

You can guess that the lyrics are for her.

I admire this guy. :')

Hello world/.

I have a story to share :D

One, young, academically excellent person went to apply for a managerial position in a big company.
He passed the first interview. The director who did the last interview, made the last decision.


The director discovered from the CV that the youth's academic achievements were excellent all the way, from the secondary school until the postgraduate research. He never had a year when he did not score.


The director asked, "Did you obtain any scholarships in school?" The youth answered "none".


The director asked, " Was it your father who paid for your school fees?" The youth answered, "My father passed away when I was one year old. It was my mother who paid for my school fees."


The director asked, " Where did your mother work?" The youth answered, "My mother worked as a clothes cleaner. The director requested the youth to show his hands. The youth showed a pair of hands that were smooth and perfect.


The director asked, " Have you ever helped your mother wash the clothes before?" The youth answered, "Never, my mother always wanted me to study and read more books. Furthermore, my mother can wash clothes faster than me."


The director said, "I have a request. When you go back today, go and clean your mother's hands and then see me tomorrow morning."


The youth felt that his chance of landing the job was high. When he went back, he happily requested his mother to let him clean her hands. His mother felt strange, but with mixed feelings, she showed her hands to her son.


The youth cleaned his mother's hands slowly. His tears fell as he did that. It was the first time he noticed that his mother's hands were so wrinkled and that there were so many bruises in her hands. Some bruises were so painful that his mother shivered when they were cleaned with water.


This was the first time the youth realized that it was this pair of hands that washed the clothes every day to enable him to pay the school fee. The bruises in the mother's hands were the price that the mother had to pay for his graduation, academic excellence and his future.


After finishing the cleaning of his mother hands, the youth quietly washed all the remaining clothes for his mother.


That night, mother and son talked for a very long time.


Next morning, the youth went to the director's office.


The Director noticed the tears in the youth's eyes and asked, " Can you tell me what you did and learned yesterday in your house?"


The youth answered, " I cleaned my mother's hands, and also finished cleaning all the remaining clothes.'


The Director asked, " Please tell me your feelings."


The youth said, Number 1, I know now the meaning of appreciation. Without my mother, there would not be the successful me today. Number 2, by working together and helping my mother, only now I realize how difficult and tough it is to get something done. Number 3, I have come to appreciate the importance and value of family relationship.


The director said, " This is what I am looking for in my new manager.
I want to recruit a person who can appreciate the help of others, a person who knows the sufferings of others to get things done, and a person who would not put money as his only goal in life. Son,you are hired."

So inspiring :') And.. Its like the story that came out of chinese paper right xD Tsk!

Karma/.

I'm depressed. Terribly.

Happy birthday to Bobo and Joleen :) Love ya lots!

Its time to move on.

All this took place in a nursery of a rich guy's home. He had 2 kids and this room was specially made as a playroom for them.

There was a drawing table. On it, there's a blank piece of paper.

a blank piece of paper.

And a box of colour pencils.

It had always been spending time with the box of colour pencils. Without fail.

The colour pencils were always there for the paper, all the time. And as they spent time together, the colour pencils make a point to colour the paper. Although they'd take long to fully colour the paper, they still did it. Bit by bit. They beautified the paper, and in return, the paper allows them to sharpen their tips. They were happy with each other.

Good things didn't last for a long time.
One day, a pen suddenly appeared on the drawing table.

This wasn't any normal pen. It looks really elegant; its black coat matching the paper. When it writes on the paper, its ink was beautiful and its tip goes smooth against the paper. Soon, the paper 'fell in love' with the pen. Instead of spending time with the colour pencils.. she started spending more time with this pen. Ever matched 'pen & paper' ? Well, thats what happened in this case.

The colour pencils were neglegted. They tried to colour the paper from time to time, but it would always tell them 'another day', and go on having fun with the pen. Sometimes, the children would come over and use the colour pencils - they would always forget to sharpen them after using. The colour pencils tip's were blunt; they asked if they could shade on the paper to sharpen themselves but once again.. you know the reply.

The colour pencils were hurt. Very hurt.

As the paper and pen goes lovey dovey, the paper changed alot too. Its world revolved around the Pen. Everything was about the pen. the paper would only allow the pen to write on it. Somehow, the colour pencils did not exist anymore. The paper once said "I can't live without my colour pencils. Without them, the world would be nothing." It was all a lie, the colour pencils thought.

Due to lack of care from the children and lack of concern from their only friend, one by one, the colour pencils start to get missing. Last time, the paper would have always ensured they're confortably nestled in their pencil case. But now, since it's busy with other things, it no longer takes care of that. They got misplaced by the children or rolled off the table, into a dark corner somewhere and can't be reached. Soon, most of the colour pencils were gone.


The paper thought her life was really good..
until one day, she saw the pen having fun with the children's drawing book.

She was hurt - she thought she was the only one that mattered to the pen.
She went to confront him. And his reply was "You're only a piece of paper. When all you're sides are filled, you'll be boring. I can doodle all i want on the drawing book."

--

The paper was really really hurt this time. She went back to the usual drawing table, sobbing. She was used. As she cried, she hoped for the colour pencils to come and talk to her, to comfort her.. But they didnt. She realised something was wrong and looked into the pencil box.

They were'nt there anymore.

This was when she got the rude awakening. She realised that all these while.. only the pen existed to her, and not the colour pencils. She forgot to spend time with them. She forgot to essure that they were good. She forgot.. she forgot. She realised too, that

They were who she really needed.

At times she was loney, they would amuse her. When she was down, they would cheer her up. When she feels lousy, they would sit together with her and cool down. When they're playing together, it was when real memories were made. Bit by bit, she was filled up with colours. THEY filled her up with colours.

But it was too late.

She can't get them back anymore.

--

4 Years later. The paper had yellowed with age - All these years after her regretting chioce, she spend each day sobbing.. feeling remorseful. The children got other colour pencils too, but none of them can replace the old colour pencils she knew.

Until one day, the rich guy installed a mirror in the nursery.

The paper looked into it. She saw ..

Herself, with faded, almost gone ink.

But pencil strokes with colours still as vivid as before.

--

This is dedicated to someone. I thought I'd be blunt, and created this story for you.

I hope you at least understand what does the white paper, colourpencils, pens, colouring.. etcetc stand for. Lately the way you're acting a way which isn't what i , and many other people, like.

You've changed alot. You did lost alot of friends because of this. But do know that there's still a group of us who have faith in you.

On a lighter note, Hey it's Rebecca Black tomorrow! :)

"But pencil strokes with colours still as vivid as before.."

Quick/Mega-licious update

Woooooh its April~ So fast and yet so slow ): kays ignore the irony.

26 March:

This year was terriblez. I FORGOT TO POST ON MY BIRTHDAY ARGH! T-T So sorry blog i guess i broke my consecutive record.

And i managed to prank lotsov people on April fools' ^^ Hehe i grats myself once again for that lightbulb that appeared on my head on the night before 1Apr. I actually changed my bday to 1st April! Imagine the shock when i went home that night and saw that 40+ people posted on my wall :(

Currently im trying to chiong this Poetry Portfolio thing. There is this poem on life in DHS, and I can't think of what type of Poem to go about, or what to write in it. I get mindblocks. Therefore this freaking mindblock caused me to be one-poem-and-reflection away from completing my soon-to-be-due portfolio. This is how I screw things up.

SYF IS TWO DAYS AWAY. jiayou choir. We can do it right ^^ We went through so much. All those tough intensive training. :) No one's gonna read these, i know but just treat it as a form of encouragement for myself k. Speaking of SYF, i miss 2008's and 2010's. Those memories seem like they're fresh from yesterday. :(

When its dark/.

I just want holidays to come. I am Mentally and Physically tired. About everything that's going on. ): 加油 Xinyan. 1 more paper, 2 more hands-on left.


Last night. I dreamt about you.Yes,You.I dreamt some really stupid things. When i woke up i went to search for something relevant to that dream. When i found out some stuffs i was.. Disappointed. I realised, all these while, i tried to forget you. But it didn't happen. I failed to do so.

Yay ^^

Hahaha. Just now i went to type my blog url into the bar.. then the webpage that came out was.. some site selling bibles?

Imagine the shock. I thoought my Account was hacked. I went to login immediately and realised the 'hacker' didnt change my password. Neither were my posts changed. I typed :falling-frombelow Again and i realised that the previous webpage (In the suggestions) Was actually falling-frombelow.blogPOT.com.

I'd like to make it clear that I am still not drained of my blurness.

I recovered from falling sick and to prove to mum i guess i took out all the computer and devices part from my life, for the time being. Dad's trying to persuade her to give me back my PC cos borrowing mj's and his to type some report was quite a big trouble. Mummy knows that I don't play the comp or something but the reason she's holding back is "I don't want to see you getting sick." Seriously?!

Well was so-so lah gave up on it already. But Chinese was a total shock haha, Didn't know how I clinched an A. The better thing is that i realised I'm like 2 marks away from an A+ and xie lao shi was like giving me the 'How come?!' look when she gave me my paper :( I'm driven to get one in the next CT.

But something did cheer me up today ^^ I did quite well for science. i took it when i came back from MC (Refer to post below) .. so i thought i would be quite drained of energy to remember anything. And LA too! Hahaha it was a improvement from the previous test.

AND I HAD SERVICE LEARNING AT GEYLANG RIVER :D FUN MAX.

It was super fun omg :)

A shoutout to 16285, thank you so so much.

Upcoming.. History test, Geog test, Science Practical, MARCH BABIES BDAY CELEBRATION :D, Last day of term 1 YAY.