Wednesday, December 26, 2007
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sometimes i feel like a totally useless glass figurine. unable to do anything well. just standing there, even being treated as transparent. when something works out, it's overseen that it was there. when something fails miserably, it's just pushed off the surface and shatters into millions of pieces upon contact with the cold, unfeeling ground.
this i suppose, id the definition of life for me. ever since i knew the harsh reality of this world, everything is just sadness behind temporary sweet and tasty wrappings that wear out at different rates. there isn't real happiness, for what makes one happy also makes one sad, eventually.
chalet was a catastrophe. we had pretty good ideas in the first place. but no one bothered to follow-up. even the food is ordered last minute. we didn't bother to make sure everyone knows that they are invited to the chalet. what a failure. it's just set backs after set backs with no one trying to improve the situation. is everyone tired trying to keep up a facade that barely shields the sorrowful truth? or is it no one bothered at all and i'm just making myself look like the girl who sells matchsticks?
everything drains me, it'll be nice if even something small yet brings a smile to me be the last thing i know before i suddenly leave this insane world where crazy people deem themselves sane ;
for one never knows what the others are really thinking from what they say they are.
belated x'mas to all(: *