Escapades Resolution #3

Love yourself as you are. Warts and fats,all.

Escapades Resolution #2.

Spend time with your best friends.
To us, ladies...
Male Best Friends are hip, and a boyfriend is a bonus
but
GREAT GIRLFRIENDS
are
FOR EVER.

MBFs can boost your ego and increase your know-hows about the opposite sex,
The Boyfriend can be everything you want a man to be but
GGs are your compulsory support system. GGs provide you with the shoulder to cry on,
the ears that listen, hearts that emphatise, laughter that can make your day and even nonjudgmental remarks that helps you be the best person you can be.

So...

Love, Cherish and Care Your Great Girlfriends.

A Reflection on Friendship

Lately I have been surrounded by the blues in friendship.

Well, I don't know if it's just me or is the universe trying to tell me something?

Have I been a good friend myself?

I think I am loyal when it comes to friendship. I can be completely generous and caring with my friends, sometimes even more than my own relatives. But lately I felt as if my energy and resources have been sucked out by some of these "friendnemies". I thought I have learned my lessons, I wondered why I kept on forgetting the faults that these "friendnemies" had done to me? I'm sure I have given all my best because I know, once you are my friend, I am loyal all over.

Perhaps now the fault is on me.

I have been totally too loyal and too trusting.

I guess everyone had to face the music.

Well, I'm still going to be a good and loyal friend. But this time, I'm going to trust that tingling feeling down my gut.

I have to swallow the bitter truth :
True friends are hard to find in this material world.

Escapades Resolution #1

Enjoy your own company with a favourite book. Drink cold juice underneath the shade. Operational keyword: Just Chill.

Sonnet on Life's Season

Men’s life is like the four loyal seasons
Joy stays in their eyes at picturesque spring;
And as August’s summer warmth edges in
They enthused on to enjoy enchanting
company as brownish autumn appear;
Tho’ its sweet leaves fall ever so swiftly
To pace with life’s time that’s ever changing,
let moments never in stationary
So as life’s final season came to play
With cold flurry and lonely sentiments,
Let him sense love’s warm glorious display
And glimpses of poignant reminiscences.
That when eyes are closed for eternity
Thy presence be dignified legacy



Writer's note : This sonnet was submitted for Quotation Inspiration Writing Contest in writing.com. I didn't win but I received a 4.5/5 stars rating from the judges. Waiting for the next inspiration to come !

Sonnet for A String Instrument

Some came to earth blessed with silver spoon,
Others are astute like Aristotle,
Some dressed to the nines, mingle with rich boon,
Others graced with demure, pure as crystal
While God gave everyone their own bidding
Of talents and things that bring them great joy,
To me empty wit are just masks hiding
Your true self, a rather deceptive ploy
Riches be stolen, designers be labelled-torn,
Sweet cravings satisfy less, gold may lose its glow,
Despite what the lackadaisials say
Live life a vagabond, judged all the way,
The strum of my guitar makes a clown weep,
Its vibe acoustics breathe life to a creep

An adolescent reflection

I felt obliged to share this though I don't know the reason why. Maybe I was touched by this student's writing and the message that she wanted to convey. In my Form 2 English classes, I asked my students to prepare an exercise book as a journal or for creative writing exercises. So, last week I told them to write about "If I were..." This student wrote about her being a "witch" who possesses magical powers. Here's her journal piece (please don't mind the grammatical errors, after all I told them I will not grade them for grammar mistakes in their journal) :

"If I were a witch, I will stop this world then people can't see me but not for forever just for three days I think that's is enough. And I will fly at the sky alone, Beside that I hope I will make all the things in this world become cheap then there's nothing different between rich or poor people. And I hope I can give the life for the people who have passed away, I know I can't do it because I am not a god there's just my dream. And it will be really great if I will change all of the boys and girls become handsome and pretty then nothing (no one) can cry because they were not pretty, handsome or anything then make all the person in this world become good. But one important thing I want to make my mother happy".

What I learned from this girl is that her father had passed away last year. She is a quiet one. I find her writing rather poignant as it shows maturity beyond her years. Perhaps, in this journal piece she is trying to tell me that although her appearance shows a normal student who has a normal, typical life there are some hurts and insecurities lurking beneath.

At first, I was at lost for words or comments. What should I say? Alas, I wrote under the last paragraph:

You are a girl with a big heart and I think if you ever have magical powers, I'm sure the world would appreciate the beautiful and magical things you've done. An excellent journal entry.