Reached school at 12pm to study.. studied DFund for 3 hours plus.. satisfied with what i did.. but need to revise consistently.. i'm afraid of my semestral exams coming next week.. feel that i don't understand so much.. so much to revise.. my papers end on Thursday.. 1 day 1 paper.. hope i make it through without a glitch...

Father thought i cheated him.. he wanted to give me 30 bucks since its only study week.. yesterday he gave me 50 bucks i returned him 10.. he asked me to return the other 10 today.. today i handed him 10 bucks.. he said why i didn't return him 20.. since he gave me 50.. didnt have an argument.. just exchange of words through my mum.. not angry just disappointed.. every little thing can say so much..

Tomorrow's Valentine's Day.. gonna study in the late morning.. maybe i'll turn up for NPCC.. no one special to celebrate with anyway.. the one i want to celebrate with so much is busy.. i'll just drop by to hand your present anyway.. really hope you like it.. been pretty long since i last saw you.. maybe we could have sometime to catch up..? then again maybe not.. you'll most probably just say thank you, goodbye and take care..,

I Love You.. nothing can express how much more than these 3 words..

Thank you Mr Tan.. for dedicating the story to me.. really appreciate it.. its really meaningful.. beginning to reflect on what i've done and how do i move on from there.. i've been too emotional in everything that happened.. i just let my emotions get over me.. all this are part and parcel of life.. i just have to live with it and move on.. not allowing it to affect me in any other way.. no promises but i'll try...

I'll just share the story with everyone.. hope you don't mind...

One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley. A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it. Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen. The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart.

Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said "Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine." The crowd and the young man looked at the old man's heart. It was beating strongly, but full of scars, it had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn't fit quite right and there were several jagged edges. In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces were missing.

The people stared - how can he say his heart is more beautiful, they thought? The young man looked at the old man's heart and saw its state and laughed. "You must be joking," he said. "Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears."

"Yes," said the old man, "Yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love - I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart, but because the pieces aren't exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared. Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges -- giving love is taking a chance.

Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?"

The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands. The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man's heart. It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges. The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man's heart flowed into his. They embraced and walked away side by side.

How sad it must be to go through life with a whole untouched heart.

--- Extract Mr Tan's Blog ---