Friday, February 20, 2009

handcuffed and put away....

Finally the thief has been caught. Okay here's the story. i am working at the koperasi in school. we sell newspapers for extra income. so, since this year...when the newspaper came there would always be less. We couldn't figure it out. We asked the supplier (well, the teachers did...not us students but that's beside the point) and he said he gave the correct amount. So we concluded that someone was stealing them.

So, i went early on that day but the newspapers came late...so we couldn't catch anyone. But the next day....i saw, with my own eyes. He just took it and walked across the assembly ground to his class. I couldn't believe it. It was happening right in front of my eyes. So i followed him and asked his classmate for his name and reported to teacher. Cool. It feels like CSI or sth. Well, not exactly. But it was sth different.

Special thanks to my friends too for following me to the 'spy headquarters' that day.

Friday, February 13, 2009

Falling

Feels like my life's been passing by
With happiness just bein' a lie
How did I get here, where am I going?
One more day without knowing
Struggling for one more breath
As I'm drowning in a painful death
Can someone reach out for me?
In this dark and dreary sea

'Cause it seems like no one can
Hear the voice that's calling
Try to take the most I can stand
But I keep falling

I try to chase the memories away
But they haunt me everyday
I hope I get over this phase
'Cause I'm stuck inside this haze
All I need is a simple lift
Such a sweet and precious gift
So I don't lose it all before
What I have left is nothing more

In my isolating misery
I feel like the epitome
Of darkness and despair
Just leading onto nowhere
Will I be able to win this race?
I'm runnin' at a slow pace
Trying hard to press on
But the motivation's gone

'Cause it seems like no one can
Hear the voice that's calling
Try to take the most I can stand
But I keep falling

Oh

I try to chase the memories away
But they haunt me everyday
I hope I get over this phase
'Cause I'm stuck inside this haze
All I need is a simple lift
Such a sweet and precious gift
So I don't lose it all before
What I have left is nothing more

It may not have to be this way
Waiting for me they could be a new day
Maybe I can revise
And escape from the lies

I try to chase the memories away
But they haunt me everyday
I hope I get over this phase
'Cause I'm stuck inside this haze
All I need is a simple lift
Such a sweet and precious gift
So I don't lose it all before
What I have left is nothing more

There could be something more
To what my life may have in store
I'll move from where I began
Keep on pressing through to the end

falling - david archuleta

Friday, February 6, 2009

I'm sorry

I'm sorry....
I couldn't do anything...
i feel so helpless....
i wish i could have done something...
to make the pain seem painless...
to put that smile back on you face...
to pick you up when you fell...
to give you a hug or a pat on the back...
anything a friend or a brother would do...

seeing you fall made me feel terrible...
i was just a spectator...
someone from the sidelines...
unable to help...
unable to lend a hand...
unable to cushion your fall...
unable to be the friend you needed me to be....

Whatever i say or do now....
is not going to change anything...
but i want you to know....
that i'll always be there...
trying my best to be your pillar of strength...
trying my best to mend your wounds...
trying my best to be a friend...
but all i can do....
is try...