I thought my well had run dry. Yet, when I read your deepest thoughts, water seems to come from deeper reaches to fall. The joy and pain it brings to see and feel what you're really thinking...it is a roller-coaster ride indeed.
Penny you have done well. You have chosen an absolutely brilliant way to start this new year. 1 month of sadness and happiness, of pain and joy, of tears and laughter. Emotion riding high and low...from uncontrollable tears to outbursts of laughter, from heart wrenching moments to pure numbness.
It's been just too tiring. My choices and thoughts do not leave me alone, constantly hanging over me like a dark cloud. It has reached the point where I have difficulty acting already. I used to be able to hide it so well. Now, all around me are asking if I am okay. It must be getting more obvious the toll it has taken on me. Yet, it is I who have chosen this path. And it has to be me who ends it all.
In the past, I had the courage to make the decision. Why is it failing me now? What am I so afraid of? Why can't I decide? What more do I want from the people around me? Why do I choose to drag and hurt?
What's wrong with me?
Talking to K last night, I realized I have changed. I'm superficial, fearful, selfish and just like one of them. I do not want to be like them. I pride myself on not being one of them.
What's wrong with me?
You're probably on your flight back to your home town
I need some shelter of my own protection baby
To be with myself and Center, Clarity
Peace, Serenity
I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
It's personal, myself and I
We've got some straightening out to do.
And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I've got to get a move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry
Don't cry
The path that I'm walking
I must go alone
I must take the baby steps 'till I'm full grown, full grown
Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they?
And I foresee the dark ahead if I stay
I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
It's personal, myself and I
We've got some straightening out to do
And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I've got to get a move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry
Like the little school mate in the school yard
We'll play jacks and UNO cards
I'll be your best friend and you'll be mine Valentine
Yes you can hold my hand if you want to
'Cause I want to hold yours too
We'll be playmates and lovers and share our secret worlds
But it's time for me to go home
It's getting late, dark outside
I need to be with myself and Center, Clarity
Peace, Serenity
I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
It's personal, myself and I
We've got some straightening out to do.
And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I've got to get a move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry
Don't cry
Take it from my hands
Cause I can't do this on my own
I'm letting go
So give me one more chance
To save me from this road I'm on
Jesus take the wheel
Oh I'm letting go
So give me one more chance
Save me from this road I'm on
From this road I'm on
Jesus take the wheel
Oh take it take it from me
~Jesus, take the wheel~ by Carrie Underwood
I say and do things that push you away.
Yet, all I want is for you to hold me close.
Just like the way you did before.
Nicely fitting into your arms.
Talking with hearts open and walls falling down.
Making known what was felt before.
With a bright full moon as our only witness.
I miss the feel of your hands.
I miss the warmth they provided.
I miss the care you showed.
I miss your kind smile only meant for me.
Once again I'm taking myself back in time.
To a time when it was all wrong.
To find the necessary answers, to alleviate all fears and worries.
To allow all to move on, to allow all to find each's happiness.
All I'm asking for is some space, to find my answers.
Answers to so many questions slowly raised over the past few months.
Questions that have eroded my self-belief and confidence.
Not allowing myself to breakdown, to fall.
Blindly insisting on being a stone wall, I realize there's no end to it.
When will I stop lying to myself and being blind.
One day I'll have to face it all.
No more stories to tell, no more faces to hide behind.
One day soon, I'll allow myself to stop pretending I'm ok.
In the meantime, I'll suck it up. It's Life.
16th & 17th Jan '08
Port Dickson - Cameron Highlands - Malacca
In attendance: Abhinav, Lianghan, Michelle & Penny
Nt: Travelling with four photo-adversive people makes photo-taking a challenge. This was the best we could do.
~Abhi - Car provider & Main driver & RM provider~
~Lianghan - Backup driver 1 & Cameraman~
~Michelle - Backup driver 2 & Navigator~
~Penny - Permanent Backseat Passenger & Camera Provider~
It started out as a desire to travel once more with the Middle East peeps before school starts. As known procrastinators, we naturally dragged the planning process till the semester started. Finally, the group decided to only have our mass holiday during the mid-sem break.
However, my dear Abhi decided to pursue our dream of holidaying by suggesting a short road trip to savour the good food across the Causeway. Roping in three others, we finally embarked on what was suppose to be a simple trip.
It was amazing I actually convinced my mom to let me go. Or rather, I insisted my way through. Well, I can't blame my mom considering, we had no idea where we were going (I mean..we consider PD and Malacca but ended up at CH) and we had no idea where we were staying. We only knew we wanted out. The night before departure, we did not even know if we were confirmed going. *haha*
So yea...the very exciting 2D1N simple trip in simple sentences:
Abhi drove rather quickly to PD where LH & I didn't really feel the room rates were worth it. Michelle suggested Cameron Highlands so we all said "Go!" We had lunch and got into a car accident that left Abhi S$120 (plus S$2k more to replace his back sensor and bumper) poorer.
We arrived at CH safely and picked the Century Pines Resort cause LH stayed there before. We stayed in a Duplex Suite for 3 which costs RM410. The double-storeyed apartment was really nice! We had a lovely night outing at the road shoulder in the middle of nowhere (cause we missed our initial destination Blue Valley) with the backseat all huddled up in comfy blankets and pillows. We also had a bag of spoilt pineapples which killed Michelle and a bottle of spoilt wine which gave Abhi double vision.
We spent the next morning plucking big red strawberries for Michelle and Anderson.
We visited the BOH factory and climbed to its Viewpoint. With a beautiful view, cool weather and nice company, I lost myself on top that boulder. We ran out of ringgit by the time we reached the BOH factory cafe as only Abhi changed money, a mere SGD200. Lunch was therefore some tuna sandwiches and water for me. :)
Payment for tolls on the way back was true excitement as we never knew if we would run out of RM. Happily snoozing on the way to Malacca for dinner, the right back tire burst. *haha* So we ended up changing tires in the middle of a very windy nowhere with huge scary trucks speeding past.
With a fresh tire, we all piled back in only to find the fuel gauge at E - empty. *hmm* So we had to off the A/C to conserve energy as we did not know when the next petrol kiosk was. Thankfully, we were saved. Alas! No cash. *haha* Michelle and her credit card to the rescue.
So we finally made it to dinner at Malacca at 9pm after stopping at KLIA to change money. On the way home, I told Abhi, "This definitely felt longer than 2D1N man..."
The details above and the rest of the trip can be found in the photos here.
An eventful trip indeed...looking forward to Holiday Part III. *hee*
Where can I find it?
When will I stop looking?
What am I doing?
Why am I so confused?
Shouldn't it be so clear?
Isn't it clear already?
Why am I being so choosy?
Why should I be choosing?
Why am I running?
What am I running from?
Where can I run to?
When will I stop running?
STOP!
I just want to rest.
No, wait.
I am still running.
~scenes from My Girl~
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