Saturday Night fever

hohoho... well...its been a very extremely busy week
one thing for sure, when things started to get in place, another problem came ahead of me, that is just getting boring, seriously there;s always a problem
and when i started to feel right back in place, suddenly because of some stuff i just feel out of place again, this happen quite alot of times recently, oh well , never ending story blah blah blah,
happy ending never been that easy i guess, and it seems like it'll never happen.
well my class ,1e1 and 1e2 are combining a play!!! and its about Narnia the witch, the lion and the wardrobe. hahahah. IM SO!!!! EXCITED, but like i say, when i feel so excited about this and then at the other side the situation was like....unspeakable. sigh

The Tide Rises, The Tide Falls

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The tide rises, the tide falls,
The twilight darkens, the curlew calls;
Along the sea-sands damp and brown
The traveler hastens toward the town,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
Darkness settles on roofs and walls,
But the sea, the sea in darkness calls;
The little waves, with their soft, white hands
Efface the footprints in the sands,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
The morning breaks; the steeds in their stalls
Stamp and neigh, as the hostler calls;
The day returns, but nevermore
Returns the traveler to the shore.
And the tide rises, the tide falls.

Monday blue

hearts was torn into pieces,
feeling of hurt and grief
lost of way nowhere to turn to
people say as they may
this feeling never seems to fade away.
As days and days passes by
temptation to dive into the bay
never to rise again
and nothing seems to be regain.
as i go running to see the sight
the glowing afternoon sunset was bright
day and day passes by
the sadness never seems to say goodbye
by me

Grief

by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless;
That only men incredulous of despair,
Half-taught in anguish, through the midnight air
Beat upward to God's throne in loud access
Of shrieking and reproach. Full desertness,
In souls as countries, lieth silent-bare
Under the blanching, vertical eye-glare
Of the absolute Heavens. Deep-hearted man, express
Grief for thy Dead in silence like to death--
Most like a monumental statue set
In everlasting watch and moveless woe
Till itself crumble to the dust beneath.
Touch it; the marble eyelids are not wet:
If it could weep, it could arise and go.

One True King

After years and years, the one true king was there all along, life after life was spared just to try to find the one true king. On this day it should be the legend to our destiny. this place , this land, is the out close to freedom. for everything you hope for.
well well well, its been few weeks lots of things had changed since the last time i wrote
griefs sadness, happiness on the outside but rarely within. For everything you see may not be what you really see.
things that i faced, not the sound of the eagle shall see nor do the earth shall know for everything was a misunderstanding which is not likely to be solved fast enough.
14sept07
exam prayers.
1oct-8oct
end year exam