My sweet charade.

`my swirls-*

Friday, September 15

love thyself.

i cant understand people who cut themselves. cant. i dont see the reason why. it doesn't actually solve anything, does it. i mean, why wallow in self-pity? what happens to self love? i know that too much self love is bad, but one has got to have that little bit of self love to have lived this long and come this far in life, right? is this world such a sad place that you have to carve the miseries it inflicts upon you onto yourself? well. if you actually think about it and accept whatever life has for you and take it in stride, i think this world is quite a nice place after all, isnt it?

i really don't seem to comprehend at all.

i'm glad to announce that i've officially finish reading beloved. goodness. it has taken me a year and i really should have already finish reading it like, manymany months ago. but no matter. i love the book. well, as a storybook, in the least. i think toni morrison writes beautifully. its one of the most compelling novels i've ever read.

" There's nothing to rub now and no reason to. Nothing left to be bathe, assuming he even knows how. Will he do it in sections? First her face, then her hands, her thighs, her feet, her back? Ending with her exhusted breasts? And if he bathes her in sections, will the parts hold?"

"Cry and tell him things they only told each other: that time didnt stay put; that she called, but Howard and Buglar walked on down the railroad track and couldn't hear her; that Amy was scared to stay with her because her feet were ugly and her back looked so bad; that her ma'am had hurt her feelings and she couldn't find her hat anywhere."

compelling.

we are all growing up. its kinda scary to think so, but yea. we're all growing up. everyone's eighteen and soon we'll all be looking good during sdd and partying in DXO after that. then its hongkong time! and then, i'll well and truly be eighteen. cars and driving lessons and debit card. fingers crossed for uni and hopefully, a pup. heels and bags and estee lauder and dior and kose. (i want my lancome colour fever!! even if its only for the packaging. haha.) hopefully a change of warbrobe. *the implication: SHOPPING!((: haha. yes. we're all growing into young ladies. its a bit scary, huh. but still i feel the joy of being able to just revel in the joys of youth. its kinda exciting yet sad at the same time. but its okay! i think we'll all retain and bring with us a part, if not all, of our childish self. so ya! i cant wait for everything to happen.(:

but right now, its prelims. since everyone is complaining about it, i shant do so. life's a bitch at times. sigh.

nevermind! i still have thursday to look forward too! haha. three days of play! haha. then its time to hit the books again. mann. the life of a student.

-the self.

`swirl me away
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