freedom
courage
patience
Free shoutbox @ ShoutMix
> 2 down, 3 to go
> crashed and burned: 1. 4 more to go!
> Due to the onset of exams, we unfortunately had to...
> outta spore i go! :D
> jingle bells jingle bells!
> unhappy endings
> As exams draw ever-nearer, we should all start mak...
> good to be back?
> what the night could've been
> May 2007
> June 2007
> July 2007
> August 2007
> September 2007
> October 2007
> November 2007
> December 2007
> January 2008
> February 2008
> March 2008
> April 2008
> May 2008
> June 2008
> July 2008
> August 2008
> September 2008
> October 2008
> November 2008
> December 2008
> January 2009
> February 2009
> March 2009
> April 2009
> May 2009
> June 2009
> July 2009
> August 2009
> September 2009
> October 2009
> December 2009
> February 2010
> April 2010
> June 2010
> September 2010
> October 2010
> November 2010
> December 2010
> January 2011
Edit: Adobe Photoshop CS2*
Fonts: Dafont*
Brushes: x
Image: o
Host: Blogger* Photobucket*
Thanks: Blogskins*
Finally, a paper I feel good about. 3 down, 2 to go. Labels: musings
It has been years since my childhood ended, and it always comes as a surprise when more details emerge that I knew nothing about. What we remember is from when we were old enough to. Whatever happened before, we know from piecing together third-party accounts and recollections. I wonder when I will have the most complete picture.
I grew up happy.
Unhappiness was trivial, when my simple wants were denied, but easily resolved. Since when did we start to consider others' feelings and put aside our own? I wish people were more careful with the way they wield their words. With the slightest misstep we callously slice people's feelings to ribbons.