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Sunday, December 01, 2002
 
seems as if i've got more things lined up for me after my a's....................... before e a's, e only thing that mattered was the a's................... now? i can't prioritise........... things i wanna do, i can't.......... things i dun wanna do, i have to........ how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how how?
blub blub blub.............. urgh........... ***whimperwhimpergroangroanwhinewhine***

get a grip daphne!

often, we're faced with things we dun wanna do, yet we have to in life, especially as we grow older and are met with more experiences and dilemmas........ it's kinda ironic isn't it? that when we're young, we find it easier to make decisions, yet when we grow older, decisions get harder and harder to make, and sometimes, they even put us in tough spots, where the outcomes of our decisions affect not just us, but everyone else around us................... why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why?

get real daphne!

why is it that i can never get what i want? inane things that i feel a lil inkling towards i get without even so much as a snap of a finger................. but when it comes to things that really matter to me, that i desparately want and crave for, it's so far beyond reach....... so distant that i can't even see it in the horizon.......... but the mirage created by it is so real and illusory that it leads me to believing that it's within my grasp............... why does life play such cruel jokes on me? it's fun to see someone suffer isn't it? sadistic nature of nature? then again, i realise i'm being immature and brattish, wanting what i don't need, disregarding what i have that others need.......... yet still, my greed triumphs over humility and makes me the monster that i am........... i want i want i want i want i want i want i want i want i want i want i want i want i want i want i want i want i want i want i want i want i want i want i want i want i want i want i want i want i want i want

grow up daphne!

so now i'm left with what i have, that i don't need and an immense sea of activities and responsibilities to fulfil that other's have no chance to shoot at.......... yet i hanker for more............ i want the impossible............ normal people have the possible, i've attained the probable, and now i've gotten greedy and want the impossible......... this is what power does doesn't it? it turns us into monsters of our selves that we hardly recognise, but continue nestling all the same...............

good bye daphne...

and so here she stands, judged by all, a vague reflection of her former self, she recognises bits and pieces here and there, on the whole she's the same person, but within, cracks and crevices have started to appear and there's no way she can mend them, or to fully break away from the past........ : sad sad sad

 

 
   
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