Veronica VanessaI walked in the rain today, purposely getting myself soaked from head to toe when there's an umbrella in my bag. It was a drizzle when I exited school, and turned to a heavy downpour by the time I got home.
The first and last time I did that was when I got my heart broken, a long time ago. I think I had it broken again today, because of a very different reason.
I'm giving up on CCA. At least, I'm giving up putting my heart and soul into it. I've had enough. Don't shoot back at me and corner me, saying that you are not blaming me when you make it seem that way. I want to talk to you one on one, right? Gang up on me, great. For all that I know, your senior ensemble coordinator is no more. What's left is an empty shell, a walking corpse.
I can much better put my heart into something else. Into my own private guitar playing, for one.
And today is supposed to be a happy day. I won't let what happened earlier affect what is going to happen later (: My first date with my "new" boyfriend: the bald KS :P :P hahas xD
I'm just wondering.
How come it's only today that I realise the beauty and grace of thunder? I've always been scared of its loudness, but today, the sound echoes with my heart. Or rather, it resonates with my heart, making me feel less lonely. And then I heard the fugue, thunders chasing one another non-stop, fusing into a melodious chorus.
The greatest concert is performed by nature. The fugue of thunder is accompanied by lightning as lightings at its best, the wind as its backstage crew and the leaves as its props. A performance that touches the heart and soul of its audience, which, sadly, is not many. In fact, that was my first time realising such grand concert.
I think if I go to the IMH, I might be admitted in ;) Everyone is crazy by nature. Mental institutions are just places where people can truly express themselves.
And when my world crumbles down, the thought of you keeps me holding on to life.
-vNs-
The first and last time I did that was when I got my heart broken, a long time ago. I think I had it broken again today, because of a very different reason.
I'm giving up on CCA. At least, I'm giving up putting my heart and soul into it. I've had enough. Don't shoot back at me and corner me, saying that you are not blaming me when you make it seem that way. I want to talk to you one on one, right? Gang up on me, great. For all that I know, your senior ensemble coordinator is no more. What's left is an empty shell, a walking corpse.
I can much better put my heart into something else. Into my own private guitar playing, for one.
And today is supposed to be a happy day. I won't let what happened earlier affect what is going to happen later (: My first date with my "new" boyfriend: the bald KS :P :P hahas xD
I'm just wondering.
How come it's only today that I realise the beauty and grace of thunder? I've always been scared of its loudness, but today, the sound echoes with my heart. Or rather, it resonates with my heart, making me feel less lonely. And then I heard the fugue, thunders chasing one another non-stop, fusing into a melodious chorus.
The greatest concert is performed by nature. The fugue of thunder is accompanied by lightning as lightings at its best, the wind as its backstage crew and the leaves as its props. A performance that touches the heart and soul of its audience, which, sadly, is not many. In fact, that was my first time realising such grand concert.
I think if I go to the IMH, I might be admitted in ;) Everyone is crazy by nature. Mental institutions are just places where people can truly express themselves.
And when my world crumbles down, the thought of you keeps me holding on to life.
-vNs-