Strength is nothing more than how well you hide the pain.
Went to church today but didn't attend sermon because the mood just wasn't there. The eve of Chinese New Year falling on a Sunday is a seriously bad idea. I guess half the CG wasn't around but that wasn't the worse part. Home blessing was still fun then we all headed for lunch and some left for reunion lunch.
Lunch was seriously depressing. The background music didn't help. Class 95 is stupid, playing all those depressing music. Then Eliza wasn't in the mood as usual. Hannah and Valery got into a fight. Pauline left to help them. Then Marcus, Amos and Zeken disappeared. Just left with all the quiet ones... How depressing can the eve of CNY get?
Right now I have no mood for reunion dinner. It's gonna be the same as every year - Head to grandma's house, do the noodle toss then sit around and do nothing since I am unable to talk to small kids and can't converse well in dialect. How awesome. 3 days of torture. I'd rather go to school.
Go me, go go power rangers.
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Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night
You better slow down.
Don 't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Do you run through each day, On the fly
When you ask, How are you
Do you hear the reply
When the day is done
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head
You'd better slow down
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Ever told your child,
We'll do it tomorrow
And in your haste, Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch, Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say,'Hi'
You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift.... Thrown away.
Life is not a race. Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.
(Author unknown)
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