masquerader

Christine Teo
1810.1994
Living in Singapore &
Here's my formal invitation;
You and me go masquerading
Lose ourselves in this charade and
Is this love we're imitating?

rsvp


may i?


(for the time being)
- wait for it ;) -

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Wednesday, May 13, 2009
bang bang you're dead. x factor.

yeahyeah.
i'm the lucky girl with 3 weeks alone at home.
though i'll probably die of loneliness by the third day or sth.

hm.
today went pretty well, i guess.
cept that the i got rope burns from my paper bag ):
hurts like hell.

LA lecture was pretty cool.
it was like a rewinding of time, somehow.
mr ken just takes words out of my head, loosely speaking.
"love" in high school's a posession, social standing, pride.
wonder where i heard that before.

i guess x , to me, is someone realising that they're not themselves anymore.
no, it's not the way someone looks in the mirror and say "hm, i've changed"
it's being so sure that you're on the right path,
that this is what you want to be, what you aimed for,
and then suddenly you hit this invisible wall that says "are you sure?"
and you realise that you're not.
that all the confirmation, all the determination was just a lie.
a lie to yourself. a lie that everyone saw through.
a lie that slaps you in the face and walks away laughing.

x sends you to a rewind,
makes you lose yourself.
because in the midst of all that lying, deception and facades,
you forgot who you were before.
that makes someone go against themselves.

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i don't get why people fall asleep in LA lectures.
it's like the most interesting lesson on my timetable.

mum's getting me sims 3 tmr 8D
i'm looking forward to the end of sch tmr alr.
and tmr i have to bring bread to sch alr -.-
thanks ah rason, now i have 2 bucks for the rest of the week ._.

signing out, love.

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