Tuesday, September 8, 2009:
Happy Birthday LiXuan
Once again, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO LEE LIXUAN!!! 0809
Summarise everything. I was the last person to come to put the letter inside the bag and im so sorry about it! Sorry people!. Luckily, Lixuan was in a different train. Went KBox together and went crazy. Oh... Zhou Jie Lun.. Listen to his songs make me emo. Most of them are sad stories. Oh! Don't ever sit beside Grace. She is dangerous. She went HIGH and grabbed myhand. -.- After that, Wingz sat beside her and she was shocked as well.
After KBox, shopped, ate, then HOME!!! First thing I did was to take out my shoes. Arghhh... blisters!!! But never mind. LOL
For more information, read wingz blog. I lazy to type out so many stuffs.
Anyway, Wingz gave me a piece of paper. Its a story. I was too lazy to read it out so I told them that I will blog it out. For the eyes of HuiLing, LiXuan and Grace.
This is it.
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Throughout my junior year in high school I had been looking forward to the Junior Overnight, a retreat that was offered to the junior girls at my high school. The purpose was to talk about our lives were going and to discuss our problems, concerms and worries about school, friends, guys, or whatever. We had great discussions.
I went home from the retreat with a great feeling. I had learned a lot about people that I could put to good use. I decided to put the papers and notes I had received on the retreat in my journal on top of my dresser and finished unpacking.
I was feeling so great from the retreat that I went into the next week with high hopes. However, the week turned out to be an emotional disaster. A friend of mine really hurt my feelings, I had a fight with my mum, and I was worrying about my grades, particularly in English. To top it all off, I was worrying about the upcoming prom.
I literally cried myself to sleep almost every night. I had hoped that the Junior Retreat would have had deeper impact on calming my nerves and helping me to be stress-free. Instead, I began to think that it had only been a temporary stress relief.
I woke up on Friday morning with a heavy heart and a bad attitude. I was also running late. I dressed quickly, grabbing a pair of socks out of my dresser drawer. As I slammed the drawer shut, my journal fell off the top of the dresser and its contents spilled all over the floor. As I knelt down to pick up, one of the sheets of paper that had fallen caught my eye. My retreat leader had given it to me. I opened the folded sheet and read it.
Life isn't about keeping score. It's not about how many people call you and it's not about who you've dated, are dating or haven't dated at all. It isn't about who you've kissed, what sport you play, or which guy or girl likes you. It's not about your shoes or your hair or the colour of your skin or where you live or go to school. In fact, it's not about grades, money, clothes or colleges that accept you or not. Life isn't about if you have lots of friends, or if you are alone, and it's not about how accepted or unaccepted you are. Life just isn't about that.But life is about who you love and who you hurt. It's about how you feel about yourself. It's about trust, happiness and compassion. It's about sticking up for your friends and replacing inner hate with love. Life is about avoiding jealousy, overcoming ignorance and building confidence. It's about what you say and what you mean. It's about seeing people for who they are and not what they have. Most of all, it is about choosing your life to touch someone else's in a way that could never have been achieved otherwise. These choices are what life's about.I aced my next English test that day. I had fun time with my friend that weekend and got the courage to talk to the boy I liked. I spent more time with my family and made an effort to listen to my mom. I even found a great dress for the prom and had a wonderful time. And it wasn't luck or a miracle. It was a change in heart and a change in attitude on my part. I realized that sometimes I just need to sit back and remember the things in life that really matter - like things I learned on my Junior Overnight.
I am a senior this year and preparing to go on my Senior Retreat. But that piece of paper is still in my journal, so that I can look at it whenever I need to remember what life is really about.
Katie Leicht, aged 17. From... I don't know what book is it from.. Wingz knows.
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Ok, I regretted for not saying the story out. Typing is worst. Super long story. And thanks Wingz.
Ok, its anime time. Bye. Happy birthday LiXuan. Be Happy Always!
6:21 PM
