Beauty and Madness

Sometimes Jokes are half meant. Sometimes jokes are used to deliver truth. to hide the truth. Sometimes jokes are just jokes. sometimes jokes hurt. sometimes jokes are funny. sometimes jokes are dry. Sometimes jokes are used to say things you cant say. Sometimes jokes makes you think..makes you wonder. Sometimes jokes doesnt even make any sense. I love you. Jokes. So which one is it?

Girl1: *draws a butterfly* "Do you like my butterfly?" Girl2: "No! Butterflies might seem beautiful outside..but more than meets the eye.." Girl1: "My butterfly doesnt even look beautiful outside but you gotta take the time to let it sit with you and let you figure out what it's really made of.." Girl2: "I haven't but you have and the way you act tells me that this butterfly aint worth keeping..action speaks louder than words eh!" Girl1: "But dont you see the way he makes me feel still makes me think and know that whatever he does wrong and whatever they say, he's still worth it..Its my fault much, its just who he is.." Girl2: "No!! People choose to do what they do! I choose to be friends with you and say nice things sometimes! I choose to like who I like! I choose to be interested in music! He chooses to treat you this way!! and You choose to let him! Its your choice and it is HIS fault..I can kill someone and say ...

First week of my term 3 holidays. It was welcomed by the most tiring and fun experience of CYN- so far; our concert. The morning and afternoon service last Sunday caused me more fun and exhaustion. And then there's the sleep ins; 11:00 pm breakfasts and dawn bedtimes. And then there are the holiday "plans". Party, bowling, shopping, movies, sleepovers, jammings. It has only been 5 days since the last day of school, but somehow I still seem to find a boring moment in my so called hectic-ang-schedule-ko life. I wonder why? Is it because I have no credit? Is it because this busy life has become normal to me now? Is it because...he's gone? Random. That's the one. Everytime I seem to talk about something completely different, something that is not related to him, I end up including him in it anyway. Yea okei. We talk, but not like he wants to. It bugs me. It ruins my day. It bores my holiday. It makes me so down. To think that I'm having the time of my life is grea...

"Therefore, since we have been justified through faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have gained access by faith into this grace in which we now stand. And we boast in the hope of the glory of God. Not only so, but we also glory in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not put us to shame, because God's love has been poured out into our hearts through the Holy Spirit, who has been given to us. "