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Sunday, October 02, 2005
12:37 AM
i see a package, and it’s a big one. it’s a problem tht i have with a friend of mine. and on it, is my name written in bold with a huge frownie face next to it.. it’s floating down a river and would eventually drift away. shld i pick it out and open it? i fear what is in it, and it’s not the loss of friendship i fear, it’s the pride expect of it, the fact tht i have to realize and admit my wrong doing, to accept that i’ve been making the mistake all this while.. and after tht i’ve to change the habit, break the chain, and come up with a new way to solve the problem and to keep to it and not fall again.. it seems so troublesome and yet the package drifts further away, almost out of reach, and i choose to ignore it and regret later, it seems so much easier that way. but as i lose sight of it i see my friendship with it drift further away. i can but only kneel at the riverside to wash away the tears.. but i stand up again to give chase after it. and as i run i realized the ugliness of me: why had i acted tht way? do i always have to think only for myself? must i always manipulate everytime i have the oppurtunity to? why didn't i consider his feelings? what did i treat him as? was it fair? did he deserve this from me? why had i chosen to ignore the whole thing? i was reduced to tears again so i said a little prayer. and before i knew it i saw the package gently floating along slide with me and i stooped down to retrieve it out of the running water and place it down onto the ground. and just before i opened it i prayed just once more.. but still there were traces of fear tht could be found hidden in me.. but when i opened it all i found was a blessing: it’s a better me and a happier friend=)
forgive me yong zhi