Friday, December 15, 2006 @9:59 AM
if only i could tell you what's going on,
if only i could find the right words to say.
if only i knew how to make you see,
what's going right on in me.
but i myself doesn't even know,
what's wrong, what's going on.
my dear, i wish i could really tell you all that's happening. i want to. i don't feel like keeping it in anymore. but i myself don't know what's going on. i'm a little confused. a little lost. although you can say that most of my hurts, my troubles, i bring it upon myself, but sometimes i think that this way, maybe for the other people, it will hurt them less. when you said i'm soft hearted, i disagreed. but i guess, maybe now i have to say that you're right. i don't know, but i don't like to think for others anymore. i don't like to keep putting others first. sometimes i wish i'd think of no one but myself. that way it'd be so much easier. cause frankly, i know what i want. but i have to give it up sometimes cause i think too much for others. i'm not trying to be a hero here, but i was taught to think for others. i was brought up this way. how am i supposed to change. i wish i knew what's going on, i wish i knew why i was so upset. maybe i know, but maybe that's not the real reason. there's so much emotions missing in me. i can't say no one's there. it's cause i hardly open up. that's one of my problems. i open up so slowly. that's one of my faults. that's one of the things that landed me up in this state. my dear, i guess the thing affecting me the most now, is thinking for others too much, giving away what i love most, what i need most.
when we sang dang1 ni3 gu1 dan1 ni3 hui4 xiang2 qi3 shui2 during campfire. i teared. it was like, a song i wanted to write to myself. it's so much, like me. everyone wants to be understood, everyone wants to be loved. but how do you be understood when you yourself doesn't even understand.
my dear, now do you understand? why i said all that i said yesterday. why i watch so many serials. why it seems all so void now?
oh well.
camp was nice. it was nice to wake up at 545 every morning and to sleep at around 12-1 every morning. i'm not being sacarstic. i mean it, it was nice. to see everyone try so hard to keep awake. everyone still waking up immediatly when the alarm rang. it was nice to sleep in flooded tents cause of the rain at night. it was nice, for the 6 of us, to squeeze into a 4 person tent. it was nice, to know and see more of myself. it was nice, to know and see more of the other 5 of you. it was nice to know, that people cared when i couldn't really see. it was nice, when i knew i had people around me.
there's so much i learnt from this camp. the skills, the activities. but something i learnt that i feel is the most important, are not the skills or activities. but i learnt, when you're upset, it's best to be with people who love you, with people who sincerely care. they don't have to know you're upset. but just being with them, they show how much they care, and it just makes you feel a whole lot better. sometimes, i don't think i need encouragement, sometimes i don't think i need understanding, i just need unconditional friendship, unconditional love from those around me. no matter what mistakes, what decisions i make, sometimes i just need these people to stick with me. and the greatest joy in life, is to make others smile, when evertone's feeling so tired. that's what i learnt. despite your own sorrow, your own pain, making others smile, there's nothing that can make you happier than that.
camp has taught me so much, given me so much. but not as much, as how much the people have taught me. on how to love, on how to give, on how to share, how to appreciate, how to care. there's so much i thought i knew, but when i saw how unconditionally some people gave, how unconditionally the smile was always on their faces, i finally realised how little i knew. i once thought that 'thinking' was a stupid thing. cause the more you think the less you understand. the more you know, the less you understand. but i think i'm wrong now. so what if i understand less? sometimes people don't want to be understood, but to know that your friendship, your love, your concern is unconditional. the more you think, the more you know. you may not understand, but you can empathize.
no one can be there for another forever. but loneliness, everyone has to taste that feeling. but whenever you feel lonely, i'll be there for you.
i want to go to sentosa with area today ): but mummy won't let cause of my back. i think, i need to fill myself with activities, so i don't get too caught up in my emotions. but sometimes, mummy doesn't really know what's going on anymore. she used to know so well, but i guess now i hide it too much. i can't expect much, when i'm the one hiding it.
it'll get better. tomorrow i have church to get things off my mind. the next day i'm going to malaysia. and i'll get back on tuesday. i'll probably find someone to go out with on wednesday. and on thursday i have guides. i'll probably spend friday doing up my christmas cards for 7 of us. and on saturday, it'll be strings. i can find things to occupy myself with. i just don't want to wallow in my own emotions. it won't help, at all.
for all those you have always been there, showing silent care and concern, i thank you. evelyn, iris, cheryl ho, cheryl tan. always being there, being so patient. empathyzing, when i think you guys don't understand what's really going on. thank you. cause it's people like you, who keep me going.