<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener("load", function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <iframe src="http://www.blogger.com/navbar.g?targetBlogID=30379281&amp;blogName=star+angel&amp;publishMode=PUBLISH_MODE_BLOGSPOT&amp;navbarType=SILVER&amp;layoutType=CLASSIC&amp;searchRoot=http://d-isastrouslove.blogspot.com/search&amp;blogLocale=en_US&amp;homepageUrl=http://d-isastrouslove.blogspot.com/&amp;vt=3367404747472791513" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" height="30px" width="100%" id="navbar-iframe" allowtransparency="true" title="Blogger Navigation and Search"></iframe> <div></div>
Sometimes you feel like a broken angel on the ground.
Sometimes you feel like a symphony without a sound.


Profile entries Twitter Affies



Quotations

save me:(
Sunday, December 27, 2009

I do NOT feel good today,
due to the aftermath of a crazy Christmas Party:(


1)Sore eye(No idea why, but it hurts the crap out of my eye socket)
2)Sore throat(Too much screaming done, even worse thn the aftermath of a camp, I swear-.-)


Thought by today it'd be good already,
but apparently, no.

So shit for me.

-
Anyway,
I do have something in mind I want to...voice out.


People change,
as all of us have heard it a million times.
But do people ever wonder why people change?
Experiences.
That would be my answer,
or at least it is why I change.

I may enjoy/like/ or even love doing something, or being part of something in the past,
but because of experiences I go through,
everything change,
especially when you experience a bad experience.

I like to potray myself as a person
who is always bubbly, positive and motivated.
I did.
Last time at least.

But as time passes and I start to see through the faces
of some people whom I thought were the same,
things change.

It made me realise how some of these people are
evil, two-faced monsters,
who think highly, too highly, of themselves.

Then I didn't want to be just a facade,
be like them.

I can, and still AM, that person.
Or at least it's somewhere inside my tiny body,
but it's there.

It just has to take..something to bring it back out.

xoxo