ceLina // 16+ ; Fairfield Primary/Fairfied Secondary/Jurong Junior College ; Choir/Red Cross ; Christian ; Black/Red/Purple ; Love to Sing.
Music/Bands // Evanescence ; My Chemical Romance ; NickelBack ; Megan Maccauley ; Kelly Clarkson .
ThePeopleThatTurnMyRosesRed // Amanda ; * Batman ; Georgina ; Julia ; * Kathryn ; Kenneth ; LyDia ; Sherlyn ; tiMo ; Yuliang ; Jie ying ; Joel;Cherie
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Strange In The Making
[ :: Freaky 15 ]
[ :: Fiesty 14 ]
Present Bloodstains and Dried Up Teardrops
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
:: home ::
Save me from my insecurity.
thoughtprocesses.
Tuesday, February 17
The rusted scissors edition...17/2/04
Weather: As usual.... what could be worse
The cold left an imprint on my hand as i clasped it round my palm. It was an old pair of scissors, rusting. The smell, a metallic stench. The image of my grandmother cutting pieces of cloth to sew dresses in her younger days passed my mind. As i looked at its fading coat of black, i wondered. What if it were the only thing that i owned? I love you when your rusted. Would this have meant something else to another?
Well, wasnt concentrating in class. Kinda tired and stuff, i could not keep my eyes open, for once. I suddenly felt that secondary school students were not much different from our primary counterparts actually. We have the same monkey behaviour, we think immaturely sometimes, we do not take our work seriously until later on. We think we are old enough to handle our lives. But in actual fact, we are not. Isn't seconcary school an inbetween stage between a young adult and a child. Its when we change, some of us, we learn not to trust too many, while other become more naive about the life they are about to lead in the future. When we get hurt, do we blame ourselves for not taking precautions or do we blame others for the hurt they have given upon us. Are we able to think through logically and handle it calmly? Right now, are we focusing on what we are supposed to do? Its like a farmer but the farmer instead of tending to his crops, he is looking for precious metals. I understand everyone does get distracted but at some point we have to wake up and smell the coffee. Its too late to wake up when you are in secondary 4. Students themselves have to know their prioties well.
Didnt really talk about myself this entry because nothing much happened. Even if anything did, it was nothing important.
-//Rusting is a sign of maturity
*ceLina
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