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Change

I believe people can change. But with much difficulty, especially if that person's not willing or doesn't even know that there's a need to change. Well but who am I to say that one should change. I guess u cud argue that that's what makes that person unique. A unique person can be one who says that others should do this or do that but that person his or herself won't act by example. I should just say hypocrite but I just wanted to make it clear. I judge and I think first impressions count. But my judgements are not always right. Sometimes I grow to like someone, other times I grow to not care about someone. That's my form of hate but hate is too strong a word and I sort of can't bring myself to hate someone cuz I'd have to love that person a lot beforehand and I don't believe I can "grow" to hate someone since I'd be giving that person a little too many chances if that happened.

true friends

they are the ones who help you when u're down, stick with u thru thick and thin, laugh and cry with u. they listen to u, they tell u about their problems. they don't expect you to help or to even talk. they just need u to listen. they don't spread ur secrets, they don't talk bad about u behind ur back. they accept u for who u are and praise u, meaning every word they say about u. they tolerate ur angst and know when it's just not ur day. u can just have quantity time together, not even quality time because all that time is just wasted doing nothing. yet it's not really wasted cuz u enjoy it and it's worth it. they are nice to u cuz they love u, not because that's just how u should treat a person. they trust u. and u trust them. u don't have to see them every day or talk to them every day. sometimes true friends can even be apart for a few years but when true friends get back tgt it feels like the last time u met up was just ytd. and even if u hav...

another chapter closed

Dance night's officially over. Everything seems worth it and I've found my true love in dance. I guess everything comes full circle. Ballet was my first love after all. Don't even rmb choosing it. It's like I was always in it since my dad's a dancer. Too bad I'm not that good and I've got a freaking stiff pelvis. But YAY now that I've got more time, I can use it on ballet! Mummy passed me her ballet shoes but seems like they're a tad bit small:/ So means I'm gonna get new shoes!(: But the bad side is that I've to break the point shoes all over again. Well anyway I still haven't got enough strength to go on point so I'll do that breaking progressively~ bend it everyday haha. Now that CCA's over, I can fully concentrate on studying. But I lost my yellow file OMG WHY ON EARTH DO I KEEP LOSING MY THINGS. It's not that I don't treasure them. I want to but probably I'm too tired to remember taking all my things? I thought ...

Another day

I should be sleeping. Ahh well the energy bar I had at 6 plus is really powerful..gona hav it again "tonight" for dinner! :D If I didn't become vegan I probably would never have found such a bar! Anw dance night is in 3 days. OMG. Good thing that I'm not exactly lagging in sch work. Gona dance 3 items and I hope I pull them off well! Try your best try your best try your best...... BTW I love the lyrical hip hop part for fusion 2 item<3 K away from dance! I think I posted one or two days ago that I've lost respect for someone. And I got some funny comments lol. My half bro thinks it's him. LIKE HUH? HAHAHAHA we didn't even talk recently. And my parents are so curious to know who that person is. There's no need to know who I've lost respect for because I believe with that kind of behaviour, others will get offended too so it is not only for me to judge but for others as well. K TIME TO SLEEEEEEP!

i guess my first real rant post

i dont really get angsty and i usually chill really quickly but some things just piss me off so much that i just hav to blog abt it. I hate it when others just refuse to accept other ideas, especially when theirs is wrong. Even if the new idea is wrong, a few modifications may make it right and even better than the conventional one. Closing off all other ideas is obstinate. Then again I don't have to care so much about such people. It's not like we're so close that I've to be so concerned abt how that person progresses.

About a fly

I was tempted to write this post when this afternoon during lunch, my cousin skillfully swatted a fly with a roll of newspaper and injured it. This made it easier to catch and afterward kill and throw it in the bin, and also made me think what right did we have to kill the fly. People perceive flies as pests, trying to dirty our food by stepping and vomiting all over it. Yet what was it really trying to do? Pestering us, or finding food to survive? So what is so wrong about it? Yet it is just so hard and tiring to simply wave it away. We just can't eat in peace! Then what are we? Pests as well? We overfish, we over-hunt, we cut down trees. We're stealing another's food, we're stealing another's home. Yet we're just trying to survive, or are we? Why can't we just take enough? Because those who take enough suffer. The crocodile that kills its prey that lasts him a few days gets skinned. The elephant that roams in the jungle gets her tusks chopped off and h...

Time has a way of changing things

No wonder people can get so fascinated by time. I've been wanting to write something that's been on my mind for a few days, yet there has been so many obstacles. I was on holiday, I wanted to write it well, I didn't know how to write it. And I didn't wanna refer to anyone. Yet I also needed enough anger to well up in me, despite the rapid flushes that occur so frequently, a little too frequently. It makes me think, if those things that anger me truly mean something. 2011 has passed so quickly. I've made many mistakes, yet I've learnt a lot (tho it could have been more).. : ..yup that's a bucket of cold water. Come to think of it, at this point in time, I really feel like buckets of cold water are being thrown over me. It makes me want to become a fish. How do I persuade God to let me become one? I'm so angry. Yet am I angry at the people who throw those buckets of water, or myself for not being able to persuade Him. The line between those two seems...