TWO FRIENDS WERE WALKING THROUGH THE DESERT. DURING SOME POINT OF THE JOURNEY, THEY HAD AN ARGUMENT; AND ONE FRIEND SLAPPED THE OTHER ONEIN THE FACE.

THE ONE WHO GOT SLAPPED WAS HURT, BUT WITHOUT SAYING ANYTHING, 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 THE FRIEND SAVED HIM. AFTER HE RECOVERED FROM THE NEAR DROWNING, HE WROTE ON A STONE: 'TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SAVED MY LIFE '.

THE FRIEND WHO HAD SLAPPED AND SAVED HIS BEST FRIEND ASKED HIM, 'AFTER I HURT YOU, YOU WROTE IN THE SAND AND NOW, YOU WRITE ON A STONE, WHY?' THE FRIEND REPLIED '

WHEN SOMEONE HURTS US WE SHOULD WRITE IT DOWN IN SAND, WHERE WINDS OF FORGIVENESS CAN ERASE IT AWAY. BUT, WHEN SOMEONE DOES SOMETHING GOOD FOR US, WE MUST ENGRAVE IT IN STONE WHERE NO WIND CAN EVER ERASE IT.'



i rmb on 23rdapril, on the way to the venue, coach addressed us j2s abt thinking abt our portfolio after the day. howd you expect us to listen to him when we're listening to our hearts and souls telling us today is the day our 6yrs of it has come to. well, i have just read an email abt the portfolio thing again,tips and all, and as i am scheming through it now (gotta rush) sth struck me.

LAST YEAR:
•Examine & evaluate yourself – what is your “big thing" ?

this reminds me of the conversation i had with janell's sundayteacher (:P) . i was sharing how in mg, because of probably my immaturity i have screwed many things up, dared not venture into certain areas which i could prob excel and contribute to society. then in upper sec, i started opening up and at least did some good.and yea, made it into rjc-which didnt matter much to me cos i didnt care(getting border line passes all through sec sch, rj is just some easternschool of which only relations i'd have with are insults. so getting accepted into dsa was too surreal that i prob couldnt and didnt bother to fathom).

but going into rj as a potential girl with alr many achievements on her, i screwed things up again. i looked at my surroundings and get so demoralised. i see this girl who is so darn talented on the field, then i see her on stage singing and playing the piano. i look at the dean's list and see her name starkly against the other names under all headings. oh, and shes the captain too. and when i look another one or two more rounds, i realise it's not just 'this girl' it is ' that girl that guy this guy .....' too. i dont want to elaborate too much into it because its too personal it's embarrassing, and i dont wanna revive them emotions.

just that i'm wondering what i can write about last yr...and this yr too actly. infact, i'm wondering what i can write and prove my worth to those university uptheres. the only thing i can be proud of since 2007 to 2008 is that i am a Rafflesian. but then again, i'm not really proud of it. it's just society who says i shld be proud of it.

ohyea! crosscountry. this is my analogy: if i put in as much time and effort and heart into studies as i do for running, i think my position for those class rankings thing will be inverted.

okay i'm not feeling so down anymore. im really thinking what achievements i can pen down and get all so remorseful and dejected.but upon rmbing my crosscountry season since 03-08, my spirits are lifted. the lessons, the torture, the joy, the pain, the tears, the laughter, the shoes, the inspiration.... :):) (okay if you've not guessed, i had a really good trg ytd im so happy)

this is random. if youve read fivepeopleyoumeetinheaven, eddie married marg. it happened like this : eddie was at a party of some sorts, met marg who is his friend's friend. when he laid his eyes upon her, "this is the girl i am going to marry". he was 17, or 18. when he went home, he proclaimed ' ive met the girl i am going to marry!' -what is that feeling like ? you know, i think it's a pretty darn good feeling. it's just like you chance upon sth and you have this sudden strong conviction in your heart, youre gonna do that! or youre gonna get it! at all costs. sth to work towards, some goal youre thinking abt day and night, living the goal kinda. maybe im just showing signs of not knowing what my definite purpose is; what im to work towards too