Upon my word, I will be back.
To the rolling green meadows, clear blue sky, and the wonderful sunsets… To the place where I can finally rest for a little while from my tasks, where I can reflect and remember, where I can recover, where I can draw inspirations… To the place where God’s wondrous creations of nature can soothe…
And cherish every memory.
I promise, I will be back. You have my word.
Perhaps it is my memory, too strong – it pricks at my eyes, and I can only look back with regret… that I cannot go back. There is no going back. Things that have passed cannot be returned to the same state that it was. All we can do is to renew it, and improve on it; or leave it as it is, and recall the old times. Cherish – all that you have. Cherish – your friends. Cherish – your family. Cherish – love. Memories are bittersweet – you look back at the sweet past, but it is over, and it is bitter. Memories are painful – such pain and longing that you feel – to go back, to never end the best times… Memories… The past that you cannot have again, the present you cannot enjoy. The future that you cannot believe in. To remember, is painful. To forget, is impossible. And you can only look back. How many times have we thought that the past was better? Perhaps, dozens, hundreds… thousands? Perhaps… But memories fade with time, and all that we are left with is the present, and the future. We cannot go back. There is no going back. But there will be a time where Time ends, for that which has a beginning has an end. That is our future. To hold onto the future, and cherish the present. With promises, we look towards the future. With promises, we cherish the present. And with promises, we remember. With promises, we live on.
Well, I suppose we are to live on. With memories, no matter the bittersweet longing, with promises, no matter all the obstacles, with faith. To live on, to move on, to simply remember the past, but treasure the present, and hold on to the future. Of course, it will be difficult. Reminiscences can be painful, when your present seems to be a terrible, screwed-up situation, and the future is dark and unforseen – but they serve as a cold comfort to you, and you can bask in the alluring, yet non-existent world of memories. To live on, to remember, and yet be able to move on, we need courage. As Susan Pevensie moved on, she forgot – or simply decided it was too difficult to remember. And she lost her true self, because without Narnia, without her past, she would never have been what she was, before she had forgotten. To hold on too tightly onto memories would never enable improvement – to dwell too much on memories would drag you down. And yet, to forget and drown yourself in the present, would not be any better. Perhaps a way to intoxicate yourself, such that the pain of the longing for the past would be dulled. But you would lose yourself, to forget the past, to live merely for the present. Perhaps the future would drive you on. Perhaps, dreams, ambitions – future – would make you thrive, strive and drive you on for the better, brighter future. And yet to only see the future, and dream, would never suffice. No, faith, promises, courage and remembrance – to live on. To live with faith for the future, with faith to the past; to live with promises to live your dreams – to live your promises; to live with courage to face the past, the present and the future despite all the hardships and obstacles; and to live with remembrance – to live on, but not forget, to live on, but not merely move on.
And so we live on. With faith, with promises, with courage, and with remembrance.
This was terrible. >< This IS terrible. I don’t particularly know what has gotten over me, but – BUT – it is really terrible. I’m plagued by memories wherever I go. OH MUSIC, can’t you just do your job, and give me some calm, some tranquility instead of making me think of all those times in 6A’06? It isn’t any better that I just viewed Denise&Kailin’s blog which was updated the last in February 2007. And I saw the tags – and THEN all the memories came FLOODING back in. I hate this man. :X I really hate it. >< NOPE. I HATE IT. A LOT. VERY MUCH. Actually, I don’t. But it’s really not the best thing you could have. All the terrible MEMORIES. Okay fine – they are really lovely, nice memories that MAKE ME THINK I WANT TO GO BACK TO 2005-2006!!!!! I admit 2005 wasn’t exactly the best year, but I loved the Beijing trip. Tremendously. IT REALLY DOES NOT HELP TO KEEP ON LISTENING TO “细水长流” and by the way my computer is lagging A LOT. I feel like sleeping. Again. No, actually I don’t. I wish I’m at PCPS and in class listening to denglaoshi teaching. >< With Denise, with Zhiyi, with Edel, with Yujie, with Yueqi – with all our classmates. But it won’t happen. I wish it would. Happy wishing then, dear Yvonne. =.= NO NO NO NO NO – why is the song echoing all my thoughts?!?!?!?! And I can’t stop listening to it. And then – here it is the GRADUATION. >< I think memories affect me more than the present does. I loved it. A lot. OH WELL. Graduation is not a nice thing – but graduating from our darling NY might be. PCPS PCPS PCPS 6A’06 6A’06 6A’06 6A’06 Well, here’s your post. MEMORIES. BITTERSWEET MEMORIES. ==”
Hey! Well, I suppose I’m back. ((: Hmm… I really don’t feel like blogging right now, but I REALLY DO THINK that wordpress is somewhat better than blogger. XD In the sense it is quicker. And there are really some very very nice stuff that I can do on wordpress. Well – I don’t know what I’m doing right NOW, but I do hope that I can finish up my homework on time. D: Holidays are weird. :X And short. >< Far too short. But I do like Narnia! XD Okay fine, that statement/comment/remark was pretty random and uncalled-for. (: But ahh well, I do feel rather weird right now. (: I seem to like each and every one of the Pevensies, but the fifth Pevensie simply freaks me off. Alright, he doesn’t. I like him pretty well too, but in the books, not the films. But Peter is really much nicer. Nope, I am not obsessed. I think I like him, as I do Edmund – the Just. (: And Lucy is simply a dear. Although the kiss between Caspian (!!) and Susan was a little – hmm, unnecessary, it still DID provide a clearer explanation for Susan’s forgetting of Narnia. And it seems the fans agree mostly that she simply hurt too much to remember. (: However before this kiss in the film came up I suppose everyone quite liked LucyxCaspian X. XD I suppose it’s quite good there is hardly any romance in Narnia – no epic romantic tale to tell of. (: Yep, Aravis married Cor, and yup, Caspian married Ramandu’s daughter (!!! she doesn’t have a name that we know off!!!), and yes, Rilian was bewitched by a witch. The GREEN witch. >< I suppose I have to be glad that the witch isn’t exactly verdant. It’s such a nice colour, verdant is. (: Rolling meadows of VERDANT. Fresh VERDANT grass. I love verdant passionately – and right now it is possibly the only thing I can love with a passion. (: You may rest assured I do not love NY with any passion – nor hate it with a passion… But coming back to the topic, YES there were marriages – but simply no romances. Which is rather good. (: Which reminds me, I do like centaurs a big bit. Orieus, Glenstorm… Well, it doesn’t help that they are such an honourable lot. (: And dear Reepicheep. The valiant, honourable Mouse. I am rather obsessed with Narnia at the moment – it’s all right, it will pass. XD Nah, I don’t mean I will stop liking it. But the OBSESSION itself will pass. (: Peter Peter Peter. Edmund Edmund Edmund. I really do like this pairing. A lot. NO!!! I mean a NON-romantic pairing. >< I absolutely DETEST slash. Not to mention despise too. (: And a grand piano… ah well! God bless you all! (: And dear God, I really do wish I have a grand piano. Amen. (FOR THE PRAYER!!!!! D 
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Lots of love,
Vonnae
Bittersweet memories…
For memories are always bittersweet…
Recall the past…
Savour the bittersweetness of our memories one more time…
For as we grow old…
Our mind forgets…
Though our hearts may not…
HEY!
Yupps, here is my new blog. (:
