Monday, November 24, 2008
The Rose
Like the lost petals of a dead, dried rose
Color has faded away
And yet if you hold it dear to your heart
Still the sweet fragrance stays
Even when all hope seems utterly lost
And life is a cruel trance
Remember the rose that has faded away
And know that you have a second chance..
Or not.
Morendo, fade away..
It's close to 7pm. And I'm still at school. Great. Hmmm.. These things in my head again. I wish I could jot them down. Shucks.. Oh well. Anyways, I need more new songs for my playlist. Something different perhaps.. Heh. I was listening to NSYNC during the whole of the trip to school. Secondary school memories.. Haha.. Erm.. Maybe I could use some powerpop or sumthin' like Anna Judge April. We'll see.. Heh.
Oh, and one more thing.. This is to that Aunty who spoilt my mood twice the other day. Firstly, I don't smoke, nor drink. And so I can't just keep quiet when I'm being judged unjustly. Yes, I do hang out with people who smoke and drink and maybe even do things that you wouldn't want to know. But that doesn't mean I do those things they do. I damn well could, but I just choose not to. And even if I do, I would definitely do it openly. I'm not a hypocrite, unlike you. So please stop stop stop being prejudice. Thank you. And I'm really sorry for talking back to you. I just had to stand up for myself.
reminisced;
- 6:48 PM