Monday, September 18, 2006
pa‧tience
–noun
1.
the quality of being patient, as the bearing of provocation, annoyance, misfortune, or pain, without complaint, loss of temper, irritation, or the like.
2.
an ability or willingness to suppress restlessness or annoyance when confronted with delay: to have patience with a slow learner.
3.
quiet, steady perseverance; even-tempered care; diligence: to work with patience.
4.
Cards (chiefly British) solitaire (def. 1).
5.
Also called patience dock. a European dock, Rumex patientia, of the buckwheat family, whose leaves are often used as a vegetable.
6.
Obsolete. leave; permission; sufference.
Something i have in abundance but for some reason...i'm losing it. don't push me to the edge. cause YOU will be the one i push off the cliff.
nothing much to update about. nothing interesting. well thats life recently.
have you ever gotten the feeling where ppl just treat you differntly just because there'er your friends. they taking things lightly, thinkiong it will not bother you. well it does. I don't know why and how i put up with you, favours are granted when you ask, a listening ear for you in times of need, a joke or too for thise gloomy day... all for nothing....why do i evern bother...in the end all i get back is your crap. well, thats what friends are for i guess....
a very good friend likes to say this... "I'm like a box of really good Chocolate Ice-cream, once you'er done with it you throw it away..." well somthing like that. i feel this is so true...i guess in life you are only entitled to a few friends.
Was feeling stressed and troubled recently, i needed a break, i needed to get out of the school enviroment. thankfully i met up with my Old friends who were always there you boost my spirit. always greetd with a huge smile, a ready listening ear, endless amounts of jokes and laughter, a compasionate heart and a hearty meal that is worth every mouthful. i miss going out with them and all the crap we do and above all the freedom to be yourself and not have to wear a mask over yourself. Its different in NAFA and else where. I miss the birthday bashes we throw, the late night supperes we go to, the sleep overs that always end up being so fun and exciting, the aimless outings, movies and just sitting at the Kopitiam and drinking a good cup of Teh-tarik and chatting about life, futre and others. hmmm....the momets i live for.
well thats all...
CHOWS~
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