Thursday, April 23, 2009
23 april
somehow, somewhat. i miss those days. the days when i still have my innocence securely attached to me; the days when i hate being young and naive. The Days... when i use to be locked at home. looking at the world from that door. and i imagine how it is fun to stay out all day all night. The days when i always say i want to be 15 years old, i don't know why but i think i will like myself being 15. The days when i m forced to sleep at 10pm at night. no television. The days when i claim that "aiya, i have no freedom de nor". The days when i go for "underground dating" as being in a r/s is a exciting adventure. The days when i do everything without thinking about CONSEQUENCES. The days when you go hiding around in the house when your family teach you a lesson with a cane. hahas. sadist. but joy is in my heart. reminiscing my childhood. nope. reminiscing my innocence. dont know just feel with that kinda i wish i m still young. as you get older you wish you are younger. that is ironically true. and pathetically ironic.
However, when reality hit you hard in the face, you cant escape neither could you avoid but to face it.
laine maybe migrating to taiwan. help me get rainie yang signature and photo. hahas. jus joking. we all have to grow up one day, don't we. or rather we are already grown up. now i finally understand the meaning of, "it's tiring to be a grown up, you will know it when the time comes"
i know it. cos i know the meaning of having being bothered by monetary terms, educational status, results, achievements. where is the innocence we all once had. none left as we turning 20. its tiring. well suddenly, i hope the solar storm is a real thing. maybe. hahas.
insipiens are great at destroying themselves. they love self-destruction. they always thought that they had created a better world but they never knew that the world they created lead them to them to their death.
likewise for insipiens, life is never a bed of roses but a bed of thorns where it were hidden and hurting us as we walk deeper into it. the patterns followed and as time goes by, scars are formed. maybe. the word "maybe" gives me too many probability, i prefer "yes" or "no".
what am i seeking for? or what am i trying to reminise in the past? is it ever going to be coming back to me, or is everything just a nice sweet dream? A new chapter unfolds itself and end abruptly before i realised it. I am still looking forward with that excitement of "what if"....
random random.
life is still kinda smooth sailing for me. no expection; no disappointment. i m just hoping to get everything done in an orderly manner and proceed into life as usual like anyone else.
somehow, somewhat. i miss those days. the days when i still have my innocence securely attached to me; the days when i hate being young and naive. The Days... when i use to be locked at home. looking at the world from that door. and i imagine how it is fun to stay out all day all night. The days when i always say i want to be 15 years old, i don't know why but i think i will like myself being 15. The days when i m forced to sleep at 10pm at night. no television. The days when i claim that "aiya, i have no freedom de nor". The days when i go for "underground dating" as being in a r/s is a exciting adventure. The days when i do everything without thinking about CONSEQUENCES. The days when you go hiding around in the house when your family teach you a lesson with a cane. hahas. sadist. but joy is in my heart. reminiscing my childhood. nope. reminiscing my innocence. dont know just feel with that kinda i wish i m still young. as you get older you wish you are younger. that is ironically true. and pathetically ironic.
However, when reality hit you hard in the face, you cant escape neither could you avoid but to face it.
laine maybe migrating to taiwan. help me get rainie yang signature and photo. hahas. jus joking. we all have to grow up one day, don't we. or rather we are already grown up. now i finally understand the meaning of, "it's tiring to be a grown up, you will know it when the time comes"
i know it. cos i know the meaning of having being bothered by monetary terms, educational status, results, achievements. where is the innocence we all once had. none left as we turning 20. its tiring. well suddenly, i hope the solar storm is a real thing. maybe. hahas.
insipiens are great at destroying themselves. they love self-destruction. they always thought that they had created a better world but they never knew that the world they created lead them to them to their death.
likewise for insipiens, life is never a bed of roses but a bed of thorns where it were hidden and hurting us as we walk deeper into it. the patterns followed and as time goes by, scars are formed. maybe. the word "maybe" gives me too many probability, i prefer "yes" or "no".
what am i seeking for? or what am i trying to reminise in the past? is it ever going to be coming back to me, or is everything just a nice sweet dream? A new chapter unfolds itself and end abruptly before i realised it. I am still looking forward with that excitement of "what if"....
random random.
life is still kinda smooth sailing for me. no expection; no disappointment. i m just hoping to get everything done in an orderly manner and proceed into life as usual like anyone else.
Labels: i just want to express my bottle of thoughts....nothing much.
cia penned♥ Thursday, April 23, 2009.
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