Wise man say...

A nice song to share with everyone. (:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-H5WZ1q1lZA

Lyrics are as followed:

Wise men say only fools rush in
But I cant help falling in love with you
Shall I stay
Would it be a sin
If I cant help falling in love with you

Like a river flows surely to the sea
Darling so it goes
Some things are meant to be
Take my hand, take my whole life too
For I cant help falling in love with you

Like a river flows surely to the sea
Darling so it goes
Some things are meant to be
Take my hand, take my whole life too
For I cant help falling in love with you
For I cant help falling in love with you

Hero or villain?

I rather be a villain from now on.

Yes, i love helping those people in need, be there for those who are feeling down and out, i'll always do my best to help them. Even strangers.

I used to be a hero, who is able sacrifice my own needs for others.

I never asked for anything in return, however i lost everything instead.

I have to go through problems after problems, which no one could understand.

So is that what a hero gets in return?
For being brave, for keeping he's problems away, for helping others, for bringing others joy while he suffers alone?

Brand new start!

Brand new start. Everything's the past.
Live free, die young and hard.
Lesson 1 learned. Time to move on. No use pondering over what's lost.

For things are bound to screw up at times, just don't make the same mistake.
Makes you a better person yea.

(:

hmm.. giving up?

Bad news, yet again. quite used to it already though.

i am just so confused because after trying so hard... i still don't know what the future holds and the thoughts of giving up just keep coming into my mind.

but well, after a while of ranting and thinking, i've decided to not to say yes to fate. even if i fail, at least i can say, I HAVE TRIED. I will try hard, not to give up.

just hope, all these troubles will end soon.

anyway, today is another real bad day. had a bad headache and still very feverish.


Sean.

I remember

I'm typing this down, even though at this period of time, i'm away.

For these wise words, i would like to share with everyone.

During my secondary school life and even now, there have been ups and few downs. But during my down times, they are really bad. I shall not speak of them though.

I remembered once, i was at that catholic church at siglap hill, doing some soul searching and sitting there, alone. A priest sat beside me, for i looked very troubled during then. After a short chat, i asked him, " I have many problems of my own, which i know are insignificant, but i have one main problem, i can't understand. What is the difference between a christian and a catholic?"

He answered it with ease. Said "There is no difference at all, there are no boundaries. Religion means nothing, the most important thing is that you must believe in whatever that is right."

For me, i believe in whatever that is right. I have regretted doing so many unkind and bad things in the past. It was just a very bad solution to ease the troubles and pains that i have gone through. Thus, I have decided to change, mend my ways to become a better person. Problems and troubles are just trivial matters now. The most important task, is to overcome the bad side of myself. I rather die trying than giving up. Hope i will be blessed with the courage, endurance and strength to do that and keep my mind away from evil temptations.

"There's no mountain i can't climb. There's no tower too high. No plane i can't learn how to fly."


-Sean

Something to share with everyone ( Its too late for tears )

Don't waste your tears on me, now that I'm gone.
Don't stand at my graveside and sing me a song.
You didn't come visit me while I was living.
So why bother acting now, like you are grieving?
You dressed all up fancy to come to my burial.
You said words of comfort, as if it were natural.
You made sure folks noticed you there at my grave.
You made a great show of the flowers you gave.

I lay in the hospital, lonely and sad.
To have you come visit, would have made me so glad.
But you said, "No time. I'm too busy living."
You thought all along that I'd be forgiving.
You took it for granted that I'd understand
That you couldn't bother to come hold my hand.
Well, now I've passed on. It's too late, my friend.
Your teardrops and flowers will not make amends.

I can't see your bouquets, folks, now that I'm dead.
I won't see the gravestone that's placed at my head.
I can't hear the eulogy the preacher is saying.
I won't know the cost for my funeral they're paying.
I don't care at all who shows up at my grave.
It won't make a difference if a big wake they gave.

The flowers, the gravestone, the praises, the cost:
These mean nothing at all. On me they're now lost.
So you who are living, please heed what I say:
If you have a sick friend, go visit today.
If you wait for tomorrow, it may be too late.
Please, friend, take the time. Do not hesitate.

- Helen Dowd -

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