About me(:

I must learn to love the fool in myself – the one who feels too much, talks too much, takes too many chances, wins sometimes and loses often, lacks self-control, loves and hates, hurts and gets hurt, promises and breaks promises, laughs and cries. It alone protects me against that utterly self-controlled masterful tyrant whom I also harbor and who would rob me of human aliveness, humility, and dignity but for my fool.

Apr 6, 2010

Moody.

Once a diamond is scratched, it can be polished to be as shiny as ever. If it's scratched the second time, it can be polished again, and so on. But one day you'd realize, even though the Diamond is as shiy as ever, it's carat is getting smaller and smaller. It doesn't stay the same way at all.
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I'm seriously moody these few days. Why? I have no idea. It just hits me, and I just change all of a sudden.
Classes are getting more boring by the day. My partner ain't talking much, the teachers are boring cause I can't talk freely with them. Books are starting to irritate me, worksheets getting more stranger by the day. Formulas float past my mind. _I_
I'm damn irritated okay.
Okay. Nevermind. I don't make sense. I think I'm starting to get the Ming Ee disease. Sigh.
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Ths is weird. I think I get what you mean. Maybe I should stop hoping.

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