insomnia??

DAMNIT!!!!

Hw can any1 possibly have insomnia drg her holiday??
hmmm...can any1 tell me wat's wrong with me????

~~sob sob sob~~

I wanna sleep la...any idea on hw to treat insomnia??
p.s:i dun wan any pharm-related solutions...hahaha....

fine~~
i din really baring there, thinking abt sheeps...
instead,im thinking abt something i shud hav forgotten long long tyme ago~~
sad~~~sad~~sad~~

Happy Day..

YAY!!
After going for follow-up for so many years,finally,it's coming to an end and i don't have to go for any follow-ups anymore...AND i don't even need to take antibiotics for prophylaxis anymore..double-yay!!!hahaha....so happy o...^^

The Boy and the Apple Tree

Came across a short story just now. I think many people must have had come across this before,like me..But, I think some stories just gives us different thoughts, every time we read it. Love this...

Long ago, near a mountainside, there was a big apple tree and there was a little boy who used to play around it.

He climbed to the treetop, ate the apples.


He took a nap under its shadow.


He loved the apple tree and the tree was always happy to play with him. Many days passed like this.


And the boy grew up. Now he had many friends and he was not very eager to play around the apple tree. When he did not come for many days, the apple tree became sad.


Then one day the boy came. The apple tree was happy and said: “Why don’t you come to play with me now?”


The boy replied: “Now I am grown up. Playing around you does not satisfy me. I want to play with toys but I have none.”


The tree became sad and said: “Sorry, I have no money for them but you can pluck my apples, sell them and buy some toys.” The boy was very happy. He plucked many apples from the tree, sold them and bought many toys.


Days passed by again and for many days the boy did not come to play with the tree.The tree was sad and lonely.


Then again one day the boy came. The apple tree was very happy and said: “Why don’t you come to play with me now?”

The boy, who was now in fact a full-grown man, said: “Now I have no time. I have family. In fact I want to make a house but I have no money.”


“No problem,” the tree said, “Bring an axe and cut my trunk and branches and make a house for yourself.”


So did the man. The tree was very happy and satisfied to help him.

Days passed by. The man did not come to the apple tree for many, many days. Again the tree was missing him. Then one day, the man appeared. The apple tree’s joy knew no bounds. It said: “Why don’t you come to play with me now?”


“How can I? Don’t you see I’ve become such an old man? I have no strength to climb to your top. I have no teeth to bite your apples. My only desire is to travel the world but I have no boat.”


“Worry not,” the tree smiled, “My trunk and branches are once again fit. Cut them and make a boat for you.”

So did the man and traveled the world.

Many days passed by again and the man did not come back to the apple tree. The tree was sad and lonely more than ever.

Finally, the boy returned after he left for so many years. "Sorry, my boy. But I don't have anything for you anymore. No more apples for you..." the tree said. "I don't have teeth to bite" the boy replied.


"No more trunk for you to climb on" "I am too old for that now" the boy said.

"I really can't give you anything ... the only thing left is my dying roots" the tree said with tears.
"I don't need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years." The boy replied.


"Good! Old tree roots are the best place to lean on and rest. Come, Come sit down with me and rest."And the man slept peacefully.

Now neither that apple tree exists nor that man, but : “That boy was just like any child and that tree was like a parent. Whatever you want, your parents give you just to see you happy and the way the boy treated the tree, perhaps we all treat our parents.”

So, no matter how busy you are,please spend some time with your parents.

It's all over now...but again...is it OVER??

finally...it's ALL over...

i guess...
every nightmare have to come to an end...
or will it?
somehow or rather i have a bad feeling that it's coming back to HAUNT me soon...

will i be STRONG enough that time??
or will i be as fragile as before...
feel so vulnerable suddenly...
damnit...


i'm not feeling alright-not at all...
but my brain and mind is asking me to be happy...
or AT LEAST-fake it,gal!
i know i have to fake it...
my smile,my laughter and my gesture...what-so-ever...

but some pieces of my heart is not here with me... and it hurts whenever i fake a smile....