Tuesday, March 20, 2007
The prayer that I dared not pray.
The things people do just to attain temporary bliss through the inclusion of themselves in the "most happening" social circle. Disgusting as it may seem, probably 99.1452% of the population is charged, and proven guilty, of this nebulous, devious crime.
Shit, feeling damn ticked off by some people now. I'm starting to realise the obvious congruencies between two seemingly very different people now. I HATE IT. I hate a lot of things and people now. I need some love in my life, if not I'll morph into some strange ugly substance that you people would no longer be able to recognise as Denise Cheong.
But with Jesus at my side, I've got all the love I could EVER need. ;)
I realised I haven't been blogging about ANYTHING CLOSE TO SOMETHING DEEMED "WORTHWHILE" in the longest time. I'm very sad. It's raining. It's the perfect time, once again, to sit by the window ledge, pen down my thoughts from so far away, exploring emotions, and basking in the eminent beauty of one of God's greatest wonders: Rain. In all its veiled Glory, I love the shy sounds of rain beating on the leaves of the trees, on the waters of the pool. In all its sheer simplicity, I embrace it. Such grace and calm, found in mere raindrops, muffled by the glass windows, is indeed very, very comforting. Seems almost sublime. It is, no doubt, a very beautiful night.
tried to hunch; 11:07 PM