Me? Nephrite. aka Jade. Stone, first and foremost. Being human comes later. Nah. I'm just kidding. Film fanatic. Lit Major. Loves books (DUH). Dragon baby. Don't watch much TV. I want to live like its the last moon rising and scream, just like no one's there. Here, I might lose all of my control. Don't blame me later if you don't wanna heed my warning. sometimes I say things that don't come out right but its all in the heat of the moment. It's not too late for you to turn back now. In these Invisible Cities I will build by myself, I hope you will enjoy yourself. The city will be made of green and black. There will be no bed of roses, but a crown of thorns. There will be wilted red roses and drooping stalks of violets. There will be rainbows, but with no pots of gold. There will be more rain than sun, more tears than smiles. What? Did you think this was some kind of fairytale? Baby, wake up and smell the flowers. There are none. Where did the flowers go? I don't know. And then you will see the world through my eyes.






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the fraility
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
Nephrite at 3:09:00 AM


how is it humans are so frail?
when in a blink of an eye we can cease to exist.
where we nv EVER know when or what or who or why and we just cease to be.
something, anything. we all noe we'll never reach everything, so there.

another thing i don't get.
if it is our soul that keeps us alive, how come people die when their hearts' stop?
and vice versa?

and just how is witnessing an accident considered a distraction?
hell, u might as well compare it to watching someone get tortured and pass it off as some joke.
i'm soft hearted. so friggin wad?
is having a heart so wrong?
is believing wad other people say wrong?
is giving the benefit of doubt wrong?
is CARING wrong?


i've learnt some other stuff too.
men are clueless.
utterly, completely, totally, oblivious.
some men, sometimes.
(i guess i'd better not generalise)
and when they say they're changing or trying to change, i might as well treat it as not changing till i actually see the results of their labour.
i have two perfect examples.
i am not gonna list and compare them.
so basically, in addition to be insensitive, they are overly sensitive when it concerns them directly.
i have no idea why.
and there's this thing they have with double standards.
(hell, the person who advised against this was a man so why cant u follow suit???)
(btw, it's confucious - do onto others what u would have them do onto u)

sometimes, i totally miss the simplicity of just focusing on my studies.
school's gonna start soon.
if a person doesn't cherish the time he has, it'll fade into the past and the present will hold no significance whatsoever.
the future may be uncertain, but binding something will prevent any development at all.
so now the question is. am i cherishing the time? yes.
but it has to be both ways.
i'm tired of creating chances.
i'm tired of giving in.
i'm tired of FEELING like i'm always giving in.
worst of all?
i'm tired of feeling tired.



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