starcrossed
there is a flower on my desk now, a flower in a make shift holder which is actually a loudhailer.the flower is withering slowly but surely,not that i dun want to water it or anything but its just that i have never seen a flower withering before.
i got the flower because i performed in my hall's culture night and where the story of the night was about a marriage that ended with a movie script ending.Yes,everything was good and everyone was in good spirits,but somehow i just was unable to be in that high a spirit as everyone else.how come there can never be movie script ending for all our lives...in which the loser will somehow get the girl in the end...where the underdog prevails...
but then again,what happens after the movie end?the loser will still remain and the girl will still be hot and sought after,will someone go after her??? and will the loser prevail again?i guess that's why most fairy tales end with a "happily ever after..." to tell little kids that the loser gets to keep the girl and that they will have many many children,but as the little kids grow older,they know that theres no such bullshit as happily ever after and the older they grow,the more they will realise that instead of happily after,they should be contented with happily ever before at all because its better to have love and lost than to never have love before.
but who wouldnt long for love again?to be loved again and to taste the sweet sweet sedation of being in a relationship...even though they realise that happily ever after is total bullcrap they still believe in it and hope that they are proven to be wrong and that there can be a movie script ending with a happily ever after in their lives.
its like drugs...addicts know that its bad for them but they are in too deep to care and hope that one day someone comes along and says that drugs can cure cancer.
i dunno what i am talking about anyway,so go on and say what the fuck...its alrite...perfectly.
i guess i will go back to watching my flower wither and die....
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
Enigma:Something or someone that is secretive or mysterious and difficult to understand. I am an enigma to alot of people.It seems like I just can't express myself well enough to let people understand me better.After much thought did I realise its because I do not understand myself at all.I am clueless to myself,I am a clueless enigma.
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