Issie come Issie go: Letters To My Darling-Letter III

IF by Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Letters To My Darling-Letter III

33 days and counting

Darling today I woke up with the most excruciating pain. I had a soar throat. I hated having sore throat the most, more than having flu or fever. At least when it comes to flu and fever you don't really feel the pain sensation but when it comes to sore throat, you'll feel it every time you swallow your own saliva and you'll make it worse if you didn't. On top of that my body is feeling weak all around. Don't really know what's happening. Hmmmm maybe i outdid myself by exercising too much. Guess my body was not like it used to be. I need to go slow.

I'm writing this here and not telling you in my messages because I don't want you to worry about me. Your darling here still can 'tahan' hahaha So don't worry la k( well technically you won't worry also because you're not aware of it hahaha MUAH)

Okie till next time...I'll be thinking of you

P.s-I love you and I miss you

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Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Letters To My Darling-Letter III

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