Some entries worth remembering.....

"The teenager sat silently in the room, staring at the computer screen. HIs mind was in a blank, the words on the screen made no sense to him. In a split second, he was transported back to his childhood....Images from years ago flooded his eyes...there was a twinkle or a hint of a spark in his eyes. The years went by in seconds... and he was lost in his own world....Suddenly, he was jolted back into reality.... A painful image flashed across his mind, causing searing pain to all parts of the body. He woke up from his reverie and found the words on the screen blurred...As he gingerly reached up to rub his eyes, he felt moisture running down the side of his cheek... He soon became aware of himself and he quickly wiped the tear away.. "Crying is a weakness, I must not cry" he thought as he sat up abruptly and continued typing away at the senseless words on the screen. The tear was in vain...."

"The teenager stands alone in the dark, the light at the end of the room seems to be as far as the last light he'd seen from where he came from. Shall he trust in what lies in the future or shall he hold on to what he believed in the past? He stood rooted, comtemplating. Soon, he realised that if he does not choose, he would be left forever in the dark, yet he still could not make up his mind. The longer he stayed in the dark, the more he got used to the suroundings... It seemed that he had surrendered himself to darkness, rather sacrificing his present than to sacrifice his past or his future... Upon a close-up, one would be able to see his contorted face and feel the agony he's experiencing, but the agony and fruastation over time became lesser and lesser, till one day, a smile replaced the frown and u see a relieved look on his face. U thought tht he has finally made up his mind and would start walking but no, he lay down on the floor, totally defeated. He had lost himself in trying to find himself..."

"Tears
Sitting in a bus, watching the rain outside. Pedestrians scurrying for cover, inconsiderate motorists speeding their way through puddles, sending sprays up to the pavement, innocent victims scampering out of the way...
Stepping out of the bus, into the rain. The cold rain pattered down mercilessly, I looked up at the sky, the raindrops did not spare my face. The experience felt like crying...
All of us, at some time or another, would have shed a tear either in public or in private, but have u ever wondered wat was the actual reason we cried?
Tears are the epitomy of the expression of emotion. In extreme happiness, sadness, fear, fruastration, one would cry... and these moments would stick in the mind for a long time and just refuse to go away.
We tend to make excuses for our tears, the all so familiar "somebody did me wrong" reason seems to say that our tears were caused by other peoples' action. Yet, deep inside, we all know that the tears came because we lost faith in our own selves. The realisation that u let someone down or tht painful feeling tht u get when u knoe wat someone is saying is totally true but u just deny it..."

"Wind
Walking along the street, a gentle wind blew.... providing a much welcomed relief to the sweltering heat of the afternoon sun. Strolling with no aim in mind, the wind became the timely compainion to help make walking down the road easier, bringing a rare smile onto the face. Turning into the corner at the end of the street, the wind suddenly vanished. A sudden realisation- wind does not change direction, he panicked. Turned around and lunged, trying to grab on to the tail of the wind to make it stay. But...all he grabbed in the end was thin air and he started falling..... down a bottomless pit of despair. Falling and falling.... the mistakes of the past and the expectations of the future started to haunt him. He curled into a ball, crushed and defeated. Then a glimmer of hope appeared, he opened his eyes and saw light..... He stopped falling, he stood up, he understood- tht it was a natural process....."