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angels in my life When I found it, I immediately thought of the above quote, which sprang into my head almost without warning. I understand Joaquin's sentiment. Today I realise that I've always had angels in my life, I just didn't open my eyes wide enough to notice. I cried without abandon on that day. Classmates tried to comfort me, but truth be told, I did feel like I could never be comforted again. I admit, it is a bit of a stretch, but the strong expectancy of scoring a perfect score and the reality of missing it by just a bit took its toil on me, not to mention the stress that everyone has to deal with, the stress I am so not immuned to, so it wasn't my fault, really. I went back to school today and discovered a brown envelope under my desk. On it are the words "private and confidential". Opened it up, found two pages of green notebook paper and a piece of drawing paper. It was a short story written in poetry form and a drawing of a crying eye, written and drawn by one of my classmates, whom I shall call The Artist. I was so, so, so amazingly touched that I almost started to cry all over again. It was a sweet and incredible attempt at cheering me up, and so unexpected because The Artist and I are not very close friends. I was just so overwhelmed. I gave her a hug and said, "Thank you, thank you so much." She understood, of course, and replied, "You okay now?" Man, isn't that just so nice? I think it is.
before sunrise // before sunset
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