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Tuesday, July 21, 2009 at 8:21 PM
Music never fails to impress me.
When the beat drops hard
My mind will wander aimlessly
Is like a reflection period.
No matter what the song is,
I go back in time judging how humans behave.
How I behave.
Why we did those stupid things we did.
Why we are different
Basically it arouse my creative mind into imagining myself eating the heads of birds flying across the bus.
Imagining the birds as the venoms I eye spyed in the class.
Hayden, I feel for you.
Though you are what you are.
You are being put into the shoes of the weakest link.
I know you know.
Maybe its too soon to see for you.
I saw the light brighter than you.
Chances are you have no friends.
Just those who pity you and those who make fun of you.
Nevertheless.
Just a thinking process.
It does not matter how hard you fall.
It is how you rise back up which matters.
You may find it painful when all comes crashing.
But how do you rise back up?
Do you still stay down and let them have a cheap shot.
Or do you want to start from the base 1 to reach the summit that you almost reach previously?
My poster to Darshini for Chiron IG have been accepted by her senior
All hail the Shark!