Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading So sick and tired of all the needless beating
Profile Philicia, 110894 Philicia Ang Create Your Badge I felt that night, on the stage, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming? — Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close Tagboard Exits Archives January 2011 February 2011 March 2011 April 2011 Credits ©Glamouresque.	Saturday, January 22, 2011 Here to post bout camp. (: First day of camp was a total disaster for me. I dont feel any bond in our class. Played some games on dry land. Kinda fun, but not really fun without my good friend by my side. During the camp debrief at night, we were asked to choose one colour that represented our feeling for the first day. I had a lot to say, but i cant bring myself to say it out. Ended up saying something stupid, which the instructor asked to say back and talk to me. A short talk then headed down for supper. For the whole of the first day, i was looking forward to friday, the day we came back to singapore. I told myself that the second day will end fast and friday will soon come. Second day, we played water activities, although the water is disgusting, but that was when i realize how important classmates are. And it was when i realize that my classmates will be there for me when i needed help. Overall, second day was a great day. Campfire was not bad, the fire very big. :D When friday finally arrived, i dont want to go home. I really miss the camp, tanjung piai, the camp instructors and the bond i shared with my class. Actually, i dont plan to cry, but what azri said made most of us cry, including me. I miss camp. ): We were told to say what we think the sentence " Nature is a painting for us, day after day, pictures of infinite beauty if only we have the eyes to see them. " is about. In my opinion, i think that nature is like a piece if art. Only the artist itself knows what the painting really means. When you are happy, you may think that the picture is something positive, when you are sad you may think that it is something negative. You never know the beauty of nature until you learn to appreciate it. We have eyes to see the things around us. But we dont appreciate them. We only learn to appreciate things when they are gone.
But baby, where they knock you down and out Is where you oughta stay