Nothing is so beautiful.

Nothing is so beautiful

as a loving relationship that conforms to God's magnificent design.

Beloved, let us love one another:

for love is of God.

1 John 4:7a

Today was pretty fun. :) During lunch played twister with Christy, Macy and Christina. We had loads of people helping us spin the colour board. They are, Aaron, Max, Theresa, Joxin, Yang Jun and Hedy. I'm sorry to whoever I missed out! ><>

It's already lost.

IT'S LOST ALREADY.
The 3 words I can't let go. I keep reading it over and over, it's my trun to take the pain you've gone through and came out bravely from. I deserve it.

Don't have the right frame in mind, the mood and heart to blog today.

Bestfriend.

You've been glued in my heart, maple syruped to my mind and lollipoped to my soul.
I so regret not messaging you. Cause you're dancing in my head all day.
I'm still waiting for you impatiently with memories like thousand swords piercing through my head. I know you visit my blog, but you always leave without a mark because I've hurt you in that heart. You read the poem, you cried I know. I read it again, I myself cried. That shows how much I've been so blinded by my own selfish life that I've left you behind and never ran back for you. But now, I'm running this long journey back to you. Back to your heart. To pick you up again cause this time, you fell because of me. I hurt you. I know I did which made a deep cut in you. Talking to you again made me realise its not just a cut, but a whole wreckage there deep down in you. But when I speak, I'm trying to mend each broken piece that I caused. I know it feels weird like nails pierced into you when I speak because me nailing a new wooden board to fix your heart, you feel the nails so you hold back. Time heals all wounds is a saying I believe in sometimes. But now, I strongly believe in this case.

Sometimes I do wonder if this is my life. Is this the road I chose. Is this Me? Everything comes crashing against me like waves against the rocks below the lighthouse. I didn't use to run away from my fears. Now I am. Trying to stop running with the wind and turn back to face it but the wind blows so hard against my face I close my eyes and I feel fearful of my fear. But running was never the solution. BESIDES LOSING WEIGHT. I know what I must do. Fix back this distort road I picked because we learn best through experience and hurts. We grow from them. Will you give me a chance to make it up to you and bring us back together again? I'll try though I've failed before. You use to say you were amazed at how we never did quarrel and get angry at each other. I broke that.. Though we did not quarrel, I hurt you which creates anger in me for I have been such a blind fool.

Poems.

The 2 following Poems are what I wrote as how strongly I felt. I'm only posting these 2 up cause I want these special ones to know how I truly feel.

My Comfort

Though you may say she's just a dog,

but through all these fog;

She was there for me

No matter how down I could be.

When I laughed,

She danced without a single puff.

When I cried,

She knew the best I've tried.

She lay by me as stars shone,
Till the break of dawn.
She kept me accompanied
At times she hints me with her needs.

I had her since I was five

Then, she was really hyped.

Till I was fourteen,

We thought this will remain like how it has been.

My family moved,

From our plans she has been removed.

I came home from school one day,

It was quiet at the door way.

I twist the key in the key hole,

as I stooped down low.

Called her name,

She never did came.

Then I knew I didn't say my last goodbye,

Just like how she didn't come to say hi.

We have been seperated,

The truth was what I hated.

She has been adopted,

On my blog I jotted.

As I typed, I broke down and cry,

For the first time my tears was never wiped dry.

My best friend since young,

That came with a slippery tongue.

Now gone from my life,

I wonder if she remembers my laugh.

Lost in contact,
It's her I must track.
Still on this journey,
To reunite with my dear looney.

She's old,

How much time do I hold?

She's miles away,

I look forward to meeting her again for a day.

To see her face again,

And leave this acute pain.

Emptiness in me,

She's the only key.

Let me go home,

I miss you badly you know.

You knew every single tear I shed,

Your love was what I had.

She's my dog, my best friend, my companion. Chelsea.

My opening route.

Sitting on my bed at night,

before I tuck in tight.

I blasted my music,

&& turned the volume up to mystic.

Our song played tonight best friend.

You thought our friendship has come to an end.

I realised how much you prayed for me,

how much misses there must be.

I'm sorry for neglecting you.

Best friend, that is true.

Flipping through the book you gave,

Meeting you soon is what I crave.

Tonight as I close my eyes I pray,

Never strangers, that's the way.

Memories and happiness we shared,

Your heart in mine was what I had.

From our drama practice,

Like we always tease.

Till our big day,

It was our play.

Blushes, eye liners & lipstick on,

We did our brotherly hand shake like how we sworn.

Friends till the end was what we warned,

Since the day our sister love was born.

You were always there when I needed you,

I failed to be there for you when you needed me too.

Remember the times we watched the lipstick sunset?

And we waved to strangers we met.

As I see our pictures in my room alone,

I remembered the fun times we had in each other's home.

Will we again be more then sisters, dear friend.

Cause losing you its a sad end.

I'm sorry Yun Xin; I trully am.

Will we be best friends again? Will we let words flow?

Cause I'm missing you so.

PARIS TRIP! :D

The trip back was tiring but well, atleast this plane has a personal screen and we get to watch MOVIES! :D I watched 2 movies. Though I watched them before, I watched it again because it reminded me of who I watched these 2 movies with. One f the movie is SECRET The one that Jay Chou directed. I watched it with Melanie. I remember at one point when Jay Chou said, " Ni Xi Huan Qing Tian Hai Shi Yu Tian?" I remembered turning to Melanie and exclaim, " QING TIAN!!!! :D" I miss Melanie really badly. I cried in the airport cause of me missing her okay! Screw those who turned and stare! >:) Watching a girl cry is like watching Hollywood right!? haha ><>

2nd night went to watch Moulin Rouge. Each person gets a half bottle of Champaigne. Sadly, I can't drink and my parents get a additional small bottle extra. But since they can't finish it either, we had new friends made who came from Brisbane Aussie.

So pack! I got a bottle too! But a bottle of evian water.. This was the first time I queued up like how you see people queueing up for a one day free room for the homeless in America. Its like blocks and blocks away from the building itself. But it was alright. :) The show was alright but the female costumes a little TOO revealing. Well, it's their culture i guess. :) Unique in their own way.

The streets in Paris is lined with Cigrette buds on every path way. Scattered with Autumn leaves and used metro tickets like bird seeds on a farm everywhere on every road, track and step. People smoke like a choo choo train. Streets at night arn't safe. If you stay out late at night you will feel like you're a lost lamb with thousands of wolves around the corners looking at you secretly.

Took many pictures, seen many places, roam many streets. All in love city of, Paris. When you enter any grocery shop in the morning, you will see sales assistants sliding digits off price boards and sliding them back in. Reminded me of Anna's iPhone on how to unlock. Oh silly me, I thought it was like Wii. :x I miss ANNA LING. Screw those who went to Retreat!! D: Oh manzxzxz I can't wait for the next retreat! :D

As you enter metro stations, you'll take the opportunity to warm your shivering toes and frozen feet. As you leave each station, you look down, push your hat lower towards your brows and slowly take each step out, as the chilly wind blows.

Today I went to visit the cathedral of Notre Dame. We took our hats off in respect, entered and greeted the nuns. Saw thy pope. A jolly man is he. Many people came to explore. Walked around and watched every crack in every walls with many art sculptures of angels, saints, baby Jesus, Crucifics and Mother Mary everywhere. It's Catholic. Every little step I took, I looked up to the other levels, in high hopes of meeting Quasi Modo, the bell ringer known to little kids all over the world from the story Hunched back of Notre Dame from Disney. He's real, he is a bell ringer. Whether he's hunched back or not, I'm one who is eager to know. I don't even know if he is the one who still ring this beautiful bells. I don't know what's his true identity, true story. Is he still gliding around these church walls? I've no idea.

Paris, a city you might dream off but comes out in reality totally different. It's still beautiful. Unique in it's own special way. Will upload loads of pictures when I return from Paris. I sure will! :)

Watch these 3 conversations that happened yesterday that really made me laugh.

1st conversation.
Mom: Do you have honey?
Waitress: Miel?
Dad: nono, not milk. HONEY.
Waitress: Miel?
Dad: No. You know bee? BZZZZZZ and Honey?? Sweeeeet. And bee BZZZZZ
Me: HAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHA!
Waitress: MIEL!
Mom: okay, just bring it out.

*waitress brings MIEL out*
We learned a new french word: Miel = HONEY.

2nd conversation.
*we were walking along the city streets, looking for a good place to eat. We walked pass this restaurant. We checked the price out when...*
Waiter 1: Bon Jour! Hello! Ni HAO! (:
Waiter 2: KONICHIWA! :D
Dad: Hello. We're just cheking the menu out.
Waiter 1: Look, we've got a good place for you! Very comfortable!
* Points at an empty table* And look! Everyone here is HAPPY! All SMILING! *points to people*
Dad: HAHA! Wow, he's a good business man! HAHA!
Me: HAHAHAHHAHA ><>

3rd conversation.

Mom: Can I have Jam please?

Waiter: Jamo?

Mom: Ah yes yes.

*waiter brings out JAMO*

Me: Why the plate he's carrying so flat?

*waiter lays plate*

Guess what. JAMO means HAM.
So cute haha! :D

As you walk the streets of Paris, it's like unwrapping your Christmas present slowly, one corner at a time. Slowly revealing Paris, the country as the gift and the wrapping as the streets.

Pictures, ENJOY! :D