the previous post was removed, merely because i didnt like the way it was expressed. i thought it was due to the reason that my eyes were seeing vague streaks of light through that slight gap when i typed that post. but apparently not. i read it again, perusing those words repeatedly, eventually still ruminating about the usage of vocabulary and habitual grammatical errors - even till now.
no. i cant pass that piece of disturbing post. thus, clicking the bright orange delete key is the best way out!
it's late now. well, maybe my interpretations of late. not yours. but still, it's 11.05 pm.
being a form 3 student with overloaded folios; uncompleted homework; messed up, unpacked school bag; and a vital task to fulfill, i should be working on those now. but since i'd been so overwhelmed at some recondited thought and extremely pleased at my almost completed history folio, it's my treat to blog (:
i want to reveal my thoughts, not partially this time, but eventually every bit of it.
alright. so most of you know i have this princip of life which i live by, the "of bells and batons" phrase. it's nothing much of a princip laa but it's an indication and implication to two vital roles in my life.
Baton, actually an essential individual who changed my life, refracted different vissions just to insert bits of hope in it. new, blasting hopes.
Bell. on the other hand, bell didnt change much of my life, but just because the fact that the bell reminds me alot of the baton, bell IS an important character now. materializing fakeries.
eventually, after reading my post, you'd be dazed for a moment or two, having the slightest clue about who's bell and who's baton.
sometimes, things arent as complicated, think simple. you'll find the key to this doubt.
DING DING DING! you've hit the jackpot! (:
