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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.

the disappearing host

Friday, June 29, 2007

Nephrite at 2:30:00 AM

i was dancin' with my darlin',
to the tennesse waltz,
when an old friend i happened to meet.
introduced her, to my loved one,
and while they were dancin',
my old friend stole my sweetheart,
from me.

hmmm.
i said ppl all deserve a second chance so if i gave him a chance, why not her?
i don't know.
haiz.
what am i trying to prove now?
all i noe is that this isnt just my curiousity, banana.
somehow now that i've seen the truth of the way things are,
perhaps, just perhaps i can prove to everyone else she isnt what they make her out to be.
what if we were all mistaken?
all i cared abt at first was how he felt cux he was my friend first, before her.
and all i did was put myself in his shoes, and i felt what he was gg thru.
but now i can put myself thru her shoes, and mayb, she was in as much pain.
and no one knew.
she doesnt have people like i do.
i have ms S, weel, jillene and you, banana.
not to mention mama n papa.
in my head, i've put the puzzle pieces together.
oh well.

i got approached again ytd.
the only reason why i didnt run away again, ms S, was cux this time the person was a woman.
haha.
not as scary.
lol.
ohoh.
and banana.
ironically, someone asked me if i was a virgin today.
-_-
do i have a non-virgin face?
anws.
banana.
u shouldve been here t'day.
it was friggin funny.
anw. i was host today.
dunno why i was so restless today i ended up doing everything else BUT hosting.
sufyan had to constantly remind me i was the host.
bleahs.
got tricked into believing serve was gay.
lol.

haha.
before work i hadta go down to ntu for a med checkup.
wa piang.
had to do a urine test plus chest xray/
and we had to remove our bras n put on this super thin gown la.
and they stupidly sent males to do our xray.
so mortifying.

after work....
MY GOD.
i'm so FREAKIN EMBARRASSED.
shit man.
sara n anna,
u'd nv believe what happened.
its the dig a hole and die kinda thing.

ps:
in a detached relation to the essay i wrote.
i am the kind of person that can handle the truth.
if i find out that the truth is told after a long time, i get pissed.
i guess this is wad ppl find weird abt me.
too much stupid ethics.
tho i must say.
no matter how bad the truth is or how bad it makes the person look, i wont shun the person.
why? because. the person probably risked everything to tell the truth.
to me, in a way, its kinda like trying to right the wrong that has been done.
and i totally have respect for people with that kind of courage n initiative.
but if a person tells the truth after being pushed into a corner,
all i'll give the person is 'what the hell?' and walk off.

-bottomline.
when i ask u the first time, just tell it.

why do i put up with the horrid truth?
we all make mistakes.
no one is perfect.
it is more important to me tt people deal with what they have done rather than try to escape or live in denial.

judging ppl by their looks or just one mistake is just plain illogical to me.
i mean.
first impression wise,
take weel and sara. ( no offense u two)
if i had just catergorized them as 'bland' ppl simply becausse they are usually quiet arnd strangers, i'd have nv known their other more outstanding and important qualities that truly define a person.

on a more personal note.
if i could leap thru time.
i know exactly when i'd leap back to.