little eagle
Female, age unknown, loves BLUE
Plays piano, played bass clarinet
in school band
Loves Snoopy, Chip & Dale,
Bugs Bunny, Seven Dwarfs,
Forever Friends Bear,
Doggies and Piggies
Eats when stressed.
Loves chocolates and icecream
Gets paranoid easily.
Prone to clumsiness and getting
frantic
1. Go Tasmania
2. Go New Zealand
3. Have a dog
4. Learn driving (eventually)
5. Save more money (on-going)
6. Be Healthy (trying very hard)
7. Find someone and have a family
(trying :D)
♥HOLIDAY PLANS
1. Malacca with J21
2. Taipei!
3. Holiday lessons for Sec 5
4. Long overdue Clarinets outing!
Truely, as much as I tell my parents that 'you don't understand me', I sometimes don't understand myself either. I don't understand how my reactions can be so drastic and so extreme sometimes. But whatever I do, I try my best to calm down and use those instances as experiences that I can share. I admit that I do cook up stories. But I only do that in class. When I talk heart to heart, I share true experiences.
Being not a very easy to understand person myself, I still realise that there're even more complicated people out there who are even harder to understand. But I see it as my responsibility to help them, no matter how much time and effort I need to put in, no matter how much it will drain my emotional and psychological limits. Especially if they're people whom I care for. Whether I'm capable or not, I don't know. For I know that I'm not perfect, and not 'ALL-purpose'. But I know that I'm definitely willing to help.
Several things have been happening recently. As much as I put in effort to try to help these people, nothing seems to improving. There're still things that I'm afraid to probe into, fearing that it'll strain the relationship further and I'll totally loose the connection. And as I help these people, I also realised that I have not been able to help the people who are even closer to me, whom I'm supposed to understand better.
It really pains me when you look so happy and lack of worries in front of me and I hear that you're actually still miserable from others. It makes me feel so incompetent, being someone who is on the surface so 'close' to you, and with the assumption that you trust me, but yet not being able to understand you or help you in anyway. As much as I like to ask you, I really wish that you'll talk to me yourself. I know it's hard for you, so I'll still wait and hope that you'll talk to me. Otherwise, just know that I'm always with you by your side, in moments of despair and when you thought all's lost, I'm still here. Always.
