So.. i spent the majority of my time in WoW this week not killing but… chilling. This was due in large part to the fact that starhub is pwn-ing us WoW players with Latencies of 1.3k-2.1k ms. Jeez… I was lucky I could react fast enough in the Void Reaver fight.
So.. my progress this week?
Bringing home food(Fishing): 175
Making the food taste nicer(Cooking): 225
Sewing clothes for the kids(Tailoring): 368.
Who ever said WoW was all about violence?
She shivered in the cold. The stark cold void of loneliness. Nobody knew how she felt deep inside… They knew that she was hurt. They knew that she needed to be comforted. But none of them knew how to soothe her screaming mind, calm her racing pulse.
……
He sighed, watching his friend shift in her seat, the sorrow etched in pale cheeks, the misery dulling her puffy eyes. He was one of those friends who knew of suffering and sorrow in their lives. The painful tearing of the heart, the absolute crushing of the soul…. and he really wanted to help her.
……
He pulls her close, seeing the surprise in her eyes. Wrapping her in the warmth of his embrace. Tears start to wet his sleeve and the pressure begin to ease as her sobs come, muffled against his chest. Her softness echoing the vulnerability of her true being, her heart and soul. He was a friend, how could he stand by? He was a knight, how could he not act.
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She feels the warmth, the gentleness of his embrace, even as she feels shock and panic, she feels comforted and finally…… safe. The longing is gone, the wound covered…… The tears flow from the pain, but the arms around her hold her together. She looks into his eyes.. and falls in love again.
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He does not fall in love with her… he never did. But all he ever intended was to comfort her, to show her that she was worth loving. That people do not have to carry their burdens alone in the dark. That the simple spark from another can reignite the flames within our hearts. All we need to do is let them in. A friend… nothing more… nothing less.
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She never knows how he really feels. She’s again confused. But now… it’s up to her to heal.. and recognise the love for what it is.
It probably is written well… hell.. I know its crap. But it didn’t feel right just describing my dream as it had happened. Yes, it was inspired(at a subconscious level) by the conversation I had earlier that night… but the dream affected me so much that I was immediately awake when it ended.. fully conscious as if I had just strolled from the dream into my reality. It’s a reflection of how our vulnerable hearts cling to things that bring us momentary comfort but ultimately end up hurting us more. This is dedicated to my dear friend who is going through some emotional problems. And…. a resolution to myself. To be what I used to be.
Well, it was a quick and rather easy raiding experience tonight, High King, Gruul and Void Reaver in 3 hours. We even had a little time to give the Phoenix God a try just to explain the fight… Overall, raiding is an experience worth having, but not at the cost of days in a week… It’s kinda like working, where you are depended upon to carry out your role or the other ppl will get pissed off at you.
That said, egos come into play as well… luckily in this case, the people in Domi are generally nice, rather patient and pretty quick minded. In all likelihood, unless my friends ask me to join them for raiding, I’m pretty happy missing out on all this.
Profanities has always annoyed me. Its only in the army that I have ever used them - and even then - usually in a manner of humor. I know that I’ve never been perfect and there were many times that I myself used profanities to hurt othes. But…. I guess it could be worse. I hope to have more people that I am familiar with.. right now, I’m just a stranger amongst other strangers… It never really bothered me in real life. But when you talk to people with screen and thousands of electrical pulses in between… its hard to get a read on the person’s character…
But sometimes… you just know.
Anyway… this comes at a good time… where I will need to pick up Java and my other studying skill once again.. and really… I dont think I will be able to afford much distractions soon. Bwah……. oh yes.. the dream! next post…
Wind has burned your skin
The lovely air so thin
The salty water’s underneath your feet
No one’s gone in vain
Here is where you’ll stay
‘Cause life has been insane but
Today has been ok
-Today has been ok, Emiliana Torrini
I’m out again:) I had the weirdest dreams last night, and I’m making a note here to write a short story when i get hom later.
All things come to an end. Army was shit. But the friends were great.
You are pro or you are noob. That’s life.
Blizz has finally returned control of my account to me! time to start working it out again:P
If you dont like to read life stories please skip on, but this is a simple testimonial to God and how he led me through periods of my life and helped me mature and grow into the person I am.
“A gentle answer turns away wrath, but harsh words stir up anger.” -Proverbs 15:1
This will probably be a long post, there were a lot of things that went through my mind over the past few days. They arn’t emo stuff per se… rather.. well… lets just let it flow from these finger tips and see how I sort through them.
God…. There have been many turning points in my life where I felt I ended up with the short end of the stick. Take schooling for example(So Singaporean.. I know.. but lets just say passing by Eton House was what inspired this so naturally my train of thoughts followed this route) after my disappointing(to my Dad at least) PSLE(Shit man… you were just P6) I had a choice between GESS or appealing to ACS(Barker), which at that point of time I had no idea what kinda place it was. So in my young 12 year old mind I wanted to follow my friends to GESS and since I didn’t qualify for ACS(I) I was like what’s the point of settling for the young punk brother?
Yet it was in this very school that I met the people that have remained my closest and most trusted friends. Names shall not be mentioned, but needless to say there are giants,blonds,twigs,privates and prophecies involved. Where I lacked a family to support me emotionally and spiritually(because of my father) I found my friends and their wonderful families, things I would never have experienced in GESS. More importantly there was where I truly experienced God working through people around me even though it never was apparent to my young spirit. I found joy in the music of Praise and Worship, even up to today I listen to familiar timeless songs of praise when I need to remind my self of the path that has been set for me.
Then there was Oldham hall, a time when I was completely broken and lost, God was the last thing on my mind and almost immediately when I stepped out of my own comfortable home God protected me and led me to stay in His house. (There of course is a long story, but if you read this blog you probably know what happened). Friends and family(that I was distant from) embraced me as if I were their own brother and son, things I never did anything to deserve remotely.
Then… ARMY! lol, yes, you so expected this to come in eventually. I initially wanted to sign on to the Airforce, but lo and behold, my BMT company was Ninja, the most notorious of all, it was within this short 3 months that I realised the nature of the military and in general how people behave out in the “adult” world. Saying no to command school was a regret I carried for a while, but my reasons were sound and still are. (See end of blog post for more) Then I was thrown into 4SIR where everything went downhill, physically I was aching, mentally I was screaming, emotionally I was crying… But I would not have changed ANYTHING… My CSM was a complete f***ing a** hole to us, but in Brunei I actually sat down with him and talked - getting to know him as a person - and my opinion changed so drastically that I could never bring myself to be angry with him again even when he pulled stunts on us.
Emotionally I have never had to deal with so much before. But that is too private to blog online. Save to say the break up and the subsequent 1 year(almost…) was a time of excess and completely disregard for friends and family. But as I said before… sometime we need to completely breakdown and build upon a new stable foundation.
Now that we are coming to our ORD(17days!), I realise that I would not have rather gone through NS with any other bunch of people.
God… has always been there, guiding me and protecting me even in the times that I had forsaken him. I’m not sure why I’m drawn to the bible yet again today… I always looked to it when I was lost… but today I just opened it for a message to walk through the day. Not because I NEEDED to… but because I WANTED to…
Command school… some people said I was being immature and naive for the reasons I gave for not going to OCS/SISPEC. That the real world was like that. Yet I ask… even if every single person were to jeer and cast stones at the perceived “Dregs” of society, would you be the only one to stop and ask… why should I? Not that OCS breeds such people all the time… but I’m an idealist… 
Ok.. that was freaking long and now I’m hungry… Peace out!
During one of the insanely inane Guard duties I found ZeroPunctuation! Thanks to the Diggnation podcast(hosted by Alex Albrecht and Kevin Rose of Digg.com):P
ZeroPunctuation is a British game reviewer who does the entire recording with zero punctuations(and thus no pauses) and dry Brit humor and the effect is Hilarious! Listen especially to the Guitar Hero III review!
Aueralis.org was down for most of yesterday because of a “oo… what does this button do?” moment I had:P No matter, it’s all back up and I’ll be working on my home page soon. Given up on a completely Flash interface(too many unknowns). But it’ll happen eventually.
Tried to take a picture of love,
Didn’t think I’d miss her that much.
I wanna fill this new frame, but it’s empty… -Empty, The Click 5
It’s completely unfair, in so many goddamn ways.. no matter how I look at it pursuing her will just end up leaving at least one of us with a heartache.
