Liew Min Jun from class 3/3. Currently sitted at the front row, unfortunately, beside Carmina.
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Only if I would be lucky enough to escape from the scary, intimidating jaws (do not question my strange describtion for I have not much of a reason to spare) of Mr Poh, only then, would I slack and not do the second assignment. However, I then realised that it could put my grades at risk. So, here, sadly, goes:
1) "To begin at the beginning: It is spring, moonless night in the small town, starless and bible-black, the cobblestreets silent and the hunched courters'-and-rabbits' wood limping invisible down to the sloeblack, slow, black, crowblack, fishingboat-bobbing sea."
-Dylan Thomas, Under Milk Wood, 1954
2) "'You ask me about regret? Let me tell you a few things about regret, my darling. There is no end to it. You cannot find the beginning of the chain that brought us from there to here. Should you regret the whole chain, and the air in between, or each link separately, as if you would uncouple them? Do you regret the beginning which ended so badly, or the ending itself? I've given more thought to this question than you can begin to imagine."
-Janet Fitch, White Oleander: A Novel
3)"A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious enthusiasm like worship. But though to the outer ear these trees are now silent, their songs never cease."
-John Muir
4)"Fear comes from uncertainty. When we are absolutely certain, whether of our worth or worthlessness, we are almost impervious to fear. Thus a feeling of utter unworthiness can be a source of courage."
-Eric Hoffer
I found four, and a lot of other quotes that I like. However, I felt that only this four, can I fit into my essay. I truly wish I am not out point again.
5:49 AM
Saturday, January 19, 2008
"A photograph never grows old. You and I change, people change all through the months and years, but a photograph always remains the same. How nice to look at a photograph of mother or father taken many years ago. You see them as you remember them. But as people live on, they change completely. That is why I think a photograph can be kind."
-Albert Einstein
It's only when things come so close to an end do we look back and wonder why we never appreciated them to the fullest. So, probably, just like everyone else on the last day of school, the last day of us being together in one class, I began to despise myself for not having been appreciative enough. For all that was worth, we snapped a photo, capturing the six of us, in a lightning instant, into a box.
Yes, perhaps it does speak a thousand words. However much words the picture may speak, though, it will never be enough to express the gratitude and love I hold for those sharing the limited space of the box with me. It will never be able to capture the experiences we have gone through together, over the last two years.
Of course, it is only a photograph, a representation of only the present, that very moment, and as Bernice Abott once said "Once photographed, the subject becomes part of the past", it is only the memory of it all that is left to keep it, still, seemingly, alive.
10:03 AM
