Chengwei can cook!
Yeah right. I managed to microwave pasta today... linguine, prego sauce with ham and all... and it actually tastes pretty good... and the best part, it's healthier than any food in Pgp. So I'm now considering doing this on a daily basis...plain pasta, pasta with prego sauce, pasta with canned soup, pasta with (microwaved) vegetables... Oh well, this is the most amount of food I've ever prepared for myself at one go, so... yay.
Char liked the rainy day poem I posted... I like it too, but it's kind of overly gloomy...so...just to brighten things up...read this Char!
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
Poem lyrics of Hope Is The Thing With Feathers by Emily Dickinson.
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
Very comforting last two lines, but I tend to forget myself.
I love my old friends. I love the sense of familiarity. It's amazing, how they leave, then come back... and everything just falls into place all over again, like we were still classmates. But they'll leave again soon, and I find myself feeling more sad now than when they first did... seeing them made me realize how much security they gave me. I look back at December, and I smile at the pleasant memories... thankful for the day I saw Sheryl, Zhuang and Serene, when we sat at sushi tei and watched serene grin non-stop... clubbing with the girls, staying over at Sheryls, seeing Chris after Narnia...then Christmas at Zhuangs... then celebrating Es' birthday, then New Year Eve's at Es' place, where we drank, danced, laughed at each other, at old times, at the memories from J1... having dinner with Es & Char together (they're primary sch classmates, Char & I are Sec school classmates, Es & I are Jc classmates!)... talking to Es over dinner...and celebrating Estelle's birthday today... also the last time we will be sitting together until many months later. We said bye to the Oxfords today... Chris and Es are coming over tomorrow, and all too soon, they'll leave too.
Oh well. That's life.
Char liked the rainy day poem I posted... I like it too, but it's kind of overly gloomy...so...just to brighten things up...read this Char!
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
Poem lyrics of Hope Is The Thing With Feathers by Emily Dickinson.
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
Very comforting last two lines, but I tend to forget myself.
I love my old friends. I love the sense of familiarity. It's amazing, how they leave, then come back... and everything just falls into place all over again, like we were still classmates. But they'll leave again soon, and I find myself feeling more sad now than when they first did... seeing them made me realize how much security they gave me. I look back at December, and I smile at the pleasant memories... thankful for the day I saw Sheryl, Zhuang and Serene, when we sat at sushi tei and watched serene grin non-stop... clubbing with the girls, staying over at Sheryls, seeing Chris after Narnia...then Christmas at Zhuangs... then celebrating Es' birthday, then New Year Eve's at Es' place, where we drank, danced, laughed at each other, at old times, at the memories from J1... having dinner with Es & Char together (they're primary sch classmates, Char & I are Sec school classmates, Es & I are Jc classmates!)... talking to Es over dinner...and celebrating Estelle's birthday today... also the last time we will be sitting together until many months later. We said bye to the Oxfords today... Chris and Es are coming over tomorrow, and all too soon, they'll leave too.
Oh well. That's life.
Chengwei looked out at 11:28 pm
2 Comments:
HEYYY!!!! it's break now for psychology lesson. prof says depressed pple shld exercise. but...it doesn't really apply to u cos you already exercise damn alot. haha... love ya babe. Hope the new term's treating u well. :)
i still prfer the rainy day poem...
anw you sound so sad... cheer up babe, they'll all be back soon.
having lexis training now. im damn bored!
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