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MY SAY



Yukie
There is nothing wrong with my name.
If you think you know me, read my blog and think again.
I'm imperfect and I'm loving it.
I am the only witness and the only person who can judge my life.

YOUR SAY

BLOGGERS
YVONE
SHERINE
ESTHER TAN (PORKIE)
ESTHER NG
MICHELLE KOH (MS POO POO)
ZHU LI
JIALING (AH-BELL)
ZHIQI ( ZQ)
JOAN
LAURA (MARTIAN)
EENIX (NV ER)
YUTING (TINGZ)
MERLIN (MER)
DAVE
CREDITS

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Wednesday, June 24, 2009
TEARS



I had a sleepless night last night after reading a personal email from Huiyan. (Due to personal stuffs, I will not discuss the content of her email). I’ve known Huiyan since my high school days and we share a rare and special friendship. We are neither those kind of friends who will often meet each other nor those friends who will texts each other constantly. In fact we only meet twice a year which is during her birthday and mine.

Our mode of communication is through email or sometimes a rare phone call.I personally love our special friendship because it gives neither one of us the obligation and pressure that comes from a friendship, but deep down we both know that we are always there for each other whenever we need each other’s help, concern and support.

Anyhow, through her email I could sense the anguish and pain that she is going through right now and I could imagine the amount of tears that she had let go.

This entry is dedicated especially for Huiyan and those who are currently feeling down and loss.

When I googled “Define tears”, it says that tears are a mixture of salt content with some long chemically hard pronouncing minerals terms. Being a non- science student I am confuse by the definition. But really, how many of us really know how tears are defined? Because in actual fact, everyone cries without bothering to ask what it is.

We know that crying is the first thing that comes with us when were born. When we are growing up, crying often provides shield against any reprimand from our parents and teachers over the slightest mistake that we made.

As we grow older, crying helps us to relieve the pain that is unbearable. And no matter how we try to hold our tears back, the Mother Nature fills every human being with many emotional cells that allow the tears to flow freely from within.

As we step in into adulthood, we cry quietly, trying to hide the attention of those puffy eyes. I cried many times in my life, over those silly things, sad movies, failure in study and work and failed relationship.

I enjoy crying alone to save myself from embarrassment but if given the chance I wish I could still remain youth and cry in the arms of my parents whenever I feel sad. But reality is I'm a grown up now, I should make my own decision, walk my own route and if we made the wrong choice, we have to be responsible and face the consequences ourselves.

Crying helps to heal the inner pain, for the lost of someone, for the regrets that we have or for other things that are sometimes impossible to explain. To me, crying is a better way to express sadness and grief than any form of action. Each individual who cries need a shoulder for some support. A strong firm shoulder that helps to shelter their sadness.

So, the next time you ever see someone is crying, lend him/ her your shoulder and you may want to cry with him/ or her.

Again the reality of life comes in, after shearing the tears of agony, you must remember to pick yourself up. Indeed that there is no use crying over the spilled milk but there is another pail of fresh milk waiting for you to work on it and continue with your life.

Sadly, many of time people choose to stuck in the whirl of disbelief when they are down that often enough results in the loss of confidence, self esteem and self respect. And little did they realize that once they are in that stage, others will not support them as much as they hope they (others) will.

P.S. HuiYan, have a good cry and get back on your feet again. Many things are waiting for you to explore. Million of huggies..... ^_^

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