This is really one cool piece of work. I think it's the best thing that I've done on Facebook so far. My status updates are really a reflection of me on that very day at that very moment. And to piece it all up together, you get me in the year and this application did that amazingly.
School is the biggest word there. Which is pretty true, considering that SMU was the biggest thing that has happened to me in 2010. This seems pretty untrue because the word 'smu' is smaller, but I'll attribute it to the fact that I prefer to refer to SMU as school. It's nicely followed by 'death', 'waiting' and 'rmss'. Heh, yeah it's a coincidence that it was all put together, but it nicely fits how RMSS is my death for semester 1.
The words 'boys' and 'victorian' are still a major part of my life, 5 years after my days behind the crimson badge. It's the boys whom I don't have to meet everyday, every week, not even every month. But when we do meet, it just goes. And I can't thank them enough for being such a wonderful bunch.
As much as 'seriously', 'rather', 'die' and 'life', 'done' are in close proximity, I'm not suicidal. Well, results aren't out as I type this, so maybe I should add a 'yet' to the end of the previous sentence. Heh, I kid. Maybe not. =P
But it's the words 'urgh', sigh', 'seriously', 'rather' that hit home. Especially after the last post, one where I wanted to just stop wishing, stop dreaming, get rooted by reality and accept everything around me. Looking at those words, I guess I'll always be one of regrets, one of wishes, be in 2011, 2012 and beyond. Oh, guess what... the word 'wishes' features there as well.
I wanna change me, protect myself from everything and just be like what C.S Lewis quoted. To become unbreakable, impenetrable and irredeemable . But is that really what I wanna become? Or is that a shell that I wanna hide in because there are so many things that I dare to not face or simply put, walk away from?
I blame Disney, I blame happy endings, I blame hope, I blame dreams, I blame the weakness to believe in dreams, I blame a happy upbringing, I blame care, I blame smiles, I blame jokes, I blame myself for having a heart, I blame feelings, I blame pretty much everything that I should actually be thankful for.
And now, I end, confused.
That mosaic is really one piece of mind -.
Yup, you know that last word.