“Just like the butterfly, I too will awaken in my own time.”
Deborah Chaskin
Saturday, November 29, 2008
deception. master of disguise.
what i appear to own seemed to be unreal. i thought i have ______. i thought i had the things that content me, yet it seemed to me it's no longer there. they are the masters of diguise. deep down, i am never there. when you come to a point of realisation, you can't seem to know where to turn to, who to turn to at all. i'm worried. i am worried. but who can i say it to? i really don't know. perhaps it's just the many secrets that i'm hiding. i find it hard to open my mouth to say something i really want to say so even though it's bursting to be free. i don't know why i lost all courage. i lost all my patience. and i lost my own control. it is really worrying to me that i've been crying....
i am not sure why....so many things happen. my mind can't think of anything else but for myself. restrained...afraid. why why why?
Swallowtail 1:00:00 AM
AUTObiography
vpotatochip
age: start of 19 date: 30th Oct
identity 1: L or Lin identity 2: student-NTU
identity 3: ex-student- ajc and plmgs
what i need to be a better person
1) patience
2) open mind
3) learn
4) my own identity (in the midst of finding)