Monday, December 05, 2005
rewind
So it's the 5th of December 2005..exactly a month and 3 days from when i last updated.And what has happened in that one month and 3 days?..well 3 main things. 1) i stared school on the 7th of nov,and it feels like i only stared the new term yestreday..school is moving so fast its not even funny anymore..i mean i'm really above and beyond taking things slow..poly life is FAST...its like i'm on a train travelling at 100000000km/h..and i've got no time to eat,comb my hair,take a breather even!..and since we're on the subect,my 2nd main thing,i would say,highlight,wld be
2) The one friend i thought i could actually count on and turn to and lean on,now refuses to be friends with me over smth i by the way have no clue of or had no clue of until he finally decides to give me the cold sholder and instaed of having half the fucking balls i THOUGHT he had to tell me how he felt,he just out of the blue decides to ignore me and give his fucking pissy attitude despite my numeruos attempts at TRYING to find out what was bothering hi.God Ryan,the least u cld've done was tell me what u were feeling instead of fucking handling things the way u did..i mean u wld think that after almost a year of freidnship and what not u wld at least have the decency to tell me to my face what was worng instead of having a third party speak your god damn mind for u.And you know what the best part is?..i was actually gonna swollow my pride which by the way is smth i hardly ever do,and apologise to you..but ope...not after tt disgusting attitude u gave me over the phone the other day..and when u were told tt i was actually gna apologise the only words tt managed to slip tt purile mind of yours was "oops"..wow..how much this friendship must mean to you.Bravo!..and you want to stratergise and TRY and be bitchy to me?..god ryan..we might have been closebut you have no fricking idea what your getting yourself into..its not beyond me to make your life a living hell because believe you me i've done it before and i'll do it again.don't make me.and you wanna know another thing that amazes me?..how you can at one moment bitch about steph and now at like her best friend maybe cause she's the only one who's willing to tolerate your immature childsih bullshit..whoa..u sld join survivor ryan..you'd come in tops..But you know what?..fuck it..i've tried apologising..tired talking but you still insist on giving me your god damn crap...so be it..i'm not gna stoop so low as to beg for your friendship,smth tells me it won't be worth it..So i'm just gna stop mentioning you and your name and stop involvong myself with anything to do with you..and soon..like its happened before to other specific people,i'm just gna forget abt you,and anything that 's associated with you..and before i know it,we'll be strangers..like two ppl who've never met before..but do know whne i see you or remember you ,i won't think about how much i'm pissed at you or how much i hate you.cause i dont..and i'm not pissed at you either..just utterly dissapointed..but i'll remember the times we talked.went out..specially the last time we went out.just the two of us..i'll nvr forget that cause i know i didn't say it earlier,but it was for me too the best outing i've had this year..like you said it wasn't what we did it was who we did it with..and it was great.i'll remember...after all memories are just for reminicsing isn't it?..and then i'll ask myself,say 2 years from now what happened?..and i guess then i'll have a clearer picture and a better explanation..cause i did love you like a brother but i guess everything happens for a reason..we might not see it now..but we will soon..and till that time comes all we'll have of this friendship is memories.
ok..after that very long highlight,my 3rd would be 3) the demise of my granfather on the 24th of nov..he was 73 and he passed away in his sleep,peacfully..i'll never forget the morning i found out he passed away.i'll nvr forget my dads voice when i was the first person he told..i'll nvr forget my reaction..nth..i'll nvr forget that day or the subsequent days..ever..i guess cause this is the closest person i've had pass away.But i thank god for my family and all my relatives who were so supportive and always there.it really made this whole expereice so much more bearable.i'll nver forget the cremation day itself..the eulogy my dad gave,the poem he read..nth..i'll nver forget anythng from that day.I'll remmebr everything..right down to what suit he was wearing in his coffin..to the way he looked..every minute detail..the emotions i saw,felt,expereiced..the empty words of a certain someone..all that i will take away with me..and lastly..that we are mere mortals and that when death wishes,it will take everything away in a blink of an eye..and the only way we can prepare oursleves for smt like tt is to love and be loved and chersh every moment spent with anyone..cause you'll nvr know when death will take them away.." priya eh,why don't you come and eat?"..the last words my granfather told me..smth i definatley will nvr forget. i'll leave you all woth the poem my father read the day of the cremation.
" O Captain"
O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up--for you the flag is flung--for you the bugle trills;
For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths--for you the shores a-crowding;
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck,
You've fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won;
Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
Till next time fellas..catch you on the flipside=)
2) The one friend i thought i could actually count on and turn to and lean on,now refuses to be friends with me over smth i by the way have no clue of or had no clue of until he finally decides to give me the cold sholder and instaed of having half the fucking balls i THOUGHT he had to tell me how he felt,he just out of the blue decides to ignore me and give his fucking pissy attitude despite my numeruos attempts at TRYING to find out what was bothering hi.God Ryan,the least u cld've done was tell me what u were feeling instead of fucking handling things the way u did..i mean u wld think that after almost a year of freidnship and what not u wld at least have the decency to tell me to my face what was worng instead of having a third party speak your god damn mind for u.And you know what the best part is?..i was actually gonna swollow my pride which by the way is smth i hardly ever do,and apologise to you..but ope...not after tt disgusting attitude u gave me over the phone the other day..and when u were told tt i was actually gna apologise the only words tt managed to slip tt purile mind of yours was "oops"..wow..how much this friendship must mean to you.Bravo!..and you want to stratergise and TRY and be bitchy to me?..god ryan..we might have been closebut you have no fricking idea what your getting yourself into..its not beyond me to make your life a living hell because believe you me i've done it before and i'll do it again.don't make me.and you wanna know another thing that amazes me?..how you can at one moment bitch about steph and now at like her best friend maybe cause she's the only one who's willing to tolerate your immature childsih bullshit..whoa..u sld join survivor ryan..you'd come in tops..But you know what?..fuck it..i've tried apologising..tired talking but you still insist on giving me your god damn crap...so be it..i'm not gna stoop so low as to beg for your friendship,smth tells me it won't be worth it..So i'm just gna stop mentioning you and your name and stop involvong myself with anything to do with you..and soon..like its happened before to other specific people,i'm just gna forget abt you,and anything that 's associated with you..and before i know it,we'll be strangers..like two ppl who've never met before..but do know whne i see you or remember you ,i won't think about how much i'm pissed at you or how much i hate you.cause i dont..and i'm not pissed at you either..just utterly dissapointed..but i'll remember the times we talked.went out..specially the last time we went out.just the two of us..i'll nvr forget that cause i know i didn't say it earlier,but it was for me too the best outing i've had this year..like you said it wasn't what we did it was who we did it with..and it was great.i'll remember...after all memories are just for reminicsing isn't it?..and then i'll ask myself,say 2 years from now what happened?..and i guess then i'll have a clearer picture and a better explanation..cause i did love you like a brother but i guess everything happens for a reason..we might not see it now..but we will soon..and till that time comes all we'll have of this friendship is memories.
ok..after that very long highlight,my 3rd would be 3) the demise of my granfather on the 24th of nov..he was 73 and he passed away in his sleep,peacfully..i'll never forget the morning i found out he passed away.i'll nvr forget my dads voice when i was the first person he told..i'll nvr forget my reaction..nth..i'll nvr forget that day or the subsequent days..ever..i guess cause this is the closest person i've had pass away.But i thank god for my family and all my relatives who were so supportive and always there.it really made this whole expereice so much more bearable.i'll nver forget the cremation day itself..the eulogy my dad gave,the poem he read..nth..i'll nver forget anythng from that day.I'll remmebr everything..right down to what suit he was wearing in his coffin..to the way he looked..every minute detail..the emotions i saw,felt,expereiced..the empty words of a certain someone..all that i will take away with me..and lastly..that we are mere mortals and that when death wishes,it will take everything away in a blink of an eye..and the only way we can prepare oursleves for smt like tt is to love and be loved and chersh every moment spent with anyone..cause you'll nvr know when death will take them away.." priya eh,why don't you come and eat?"..the last words my granfather told me..smth i definatley will nvr forget. i'll leave you all woth the poem my father read the day of the cremation.
" O Captain"
O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up--for you the flag is flung--for you the bugle trills;
For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths--for you the shores a-crowding;
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck,
You've fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won;
Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
Till next time fellas..catch you on the flipside=)
# posted by palts @ 11:16 PM 
