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This place holds too many memories that I'm not fond of.. So, lets abandon stp and move on to
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Tonight we drink to youth, and holding fast to truth.
Oh, imaginary plane wreck?
The epitome of an introvert and I'm utterly complicated beyond my own recognition. My name is Zhihui.
whiteslipper_@hotmail.com
How many come and go.
whiteslipper_@hotmail.com
How many come and go.
31 August 2008 @ 01:49 am
19 July 2008 @ 02:37 pm
Post anything that you want here, and post it anonymously. A story, a question, a secret, a confession, a fear, a love, what you think of me, your mum, boyfriend, anything. Make it honest. Make sure to post anonymously. Post as many times as you'd like. Then, put this in your journal to see what others have to say to you.
18 July 2008 @ 11:15 pm
16 July 2008 @ 08:49 pm
Inner selves change, feelings fade and hearts tend to drift. It's part of being alive. It's dangerous to try and nail them, define who you are and all you do is throw chunks of your life away. What's a self anyway? Nobody knows, psychologists and philosophers argue about it all the time. What is the brain, what is the mind, what constitutes our identity??
Since we don't know, why bother? There's everyday life to get on with.
Since we don't know, why bother? There's everyday life to get on with.
14 July 2008 @ 12:15 pm
10 July 2008 @ 01:55 am
Should I go blonde?
( Or bald?? )
"You are so young, so much before all beginning, and I would like to beg you, dear Sir, as well as I can, to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don't search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without noticing it, live your way into the answers."
10 July 2008 @ 12:00 am
08 July 2008 @ 01:28 am
Apparently, this is very foreign to me. Change of teachers, change of classmates. And me being very introverted to strangers now, I can see a good year ahead of me. Can't they just slot Computerized Design on Wednesday? This is encouraging me to skip school on that day. And just so very nice, first day of school falls on my birthday. Thank you very much. Not like I'm looking forward to celebrate my 18th birthday but my birthday wish is to sleep this day away and not wasting time in school from 9AM to 5PM, then squeeze with a million smelly armpits in the train. This must be my best birthday present ever. Kudos.
06 July 2008 @ 01:34 am
My heart feels squeezed, as if someone has placed a book on my chest or about three tons of bricks. Why do they never tell you that heartbreaks actually hurt your heart physically? Sometimes the pain is so intense, I feel like I can't breathe. The only way to get rid of the hurt is to get mad..
28 June 2008 @ 01:15 am
Despite how different I looked, how different I felt, without the title and the name on the list, who would I be now? I didn't know for sure, but I did know one thing... I wasn't going to spend my life looking for the magic clues to happiness, the mysterious symbols that would mean forgiveness. Instead, I would accept what I had and do with it when I could. Maybe it wasn't the rosiest outlook, but it was realistic and practical, and most importantly... it would work.
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