Wednesday, March 23, 2011 @ 9:54 PM
A story tells of two friends who were walking through the desert. During some point of the journey, they had an argument, and one friend slapped the other one in the face. The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, she wrote in the sand:
"TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE"
They kept on walking, until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a bath. The one who had been slapped got stuck in the mire and started drowning, but her friend saved her. After she recovered from the near drowning, she wrote on a stone:
"TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SAVED MY LIFE"
The friend, who had slapped and saved her best friend, asked her, "After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand, and now, you write on a stone, why?"
The other friend replied: "When someone hurts us, we should write it down in sand, where the winds of forgiveness can erase it, but when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone, so no wind can ever erase it."
Learn to write your hurts in the sand and to carve your blessings in stone.
people, this blog is dying man.
Anyway,just want to tell you all to really treasure the remaining times we have as a squad.
I know there were bad times and everything,
but why remember those bad ones when there are good ones to think about?
we cant deny the fact that all the closest friends we have now actually come from phoenix.
we cant deny that throughout our whole cedar life, more that half of the happy moments we have are actually spend with people from phoenix.
When your class pangseh you or when you feel down and out,
we know that we can always go to people from phoenix,
they will always be there to back us up.
things can change, but nothing can change the fact that we are phoenix.
no matter how much bullshits we went through,
do not forget the times we laugh and have fun. together.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011 @ 9:50 PM
just a poem .
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
when the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest, if you must, but do not quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don’t give up though the pace seems slow—
You may succeed with another blow.
Often the goal is nearer than,
It seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up,
When he might have captured the victor’s cup,
And he learned too late when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out—
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit—
It’s when things seem worst that you must not quit.
- unknown
yeah, so watever setbacks you've met,
studies wise, friendship, relationship etc
dun give up yet, on yourselves or on others.
theres always hope.
be positive. it helps a lot.
guess who lol
Sec3 squad of 2010.