TAKING AWAY REALITY ♥













PROFILE

FEE
CHORISTER AND
AMATEUR BAKER


EXITS

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ELSA
DEB
NATALIE
AYESHAH
VIVIEN
PAM
LYNN

Choir
TRACY LAM
JIAMIN
BERO
MINDY
MARE
YING TING
PEARLYN
JANA
DEBBIE - PROM PARTNER!
JEMIMAH
MJC CHOIR
TKG CHOIR

Others
THE ANNOYING ONE
CHRISTY
MYRANDOMPOEMS
MY SHOP!


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QUOTES

" REALITY IS MERELY AN ILLUSION, ALBEIT A VERY PERSISTENT ONE" - ALBERT EINSTEIN

" WHATEVER YOU BELIEVE WITH FEELING BECOMES YOUR REALITY" - BRIAN TRACY


    Date: Tuesday, January 25, 2011
    Time: 3:54 PM

    " Here's what I learn: Dead isn't angels or ghosts. It's a physical state of breakdown, a change in all those carbon atoms that create the temporary house of a body so that they can return to their most elemental stage.
    i don't really see why that freaks people out, since it's the most natural cycle in the world.
    The body in the coffin still looked like my grandfather. When i touched his cheeks, though, with its crosshatched wrinkles, the skin no longer felt like human skin. It was cold and slightly firm, like pudding that's been left too long in the refrigerator and has developed a virtual hide as a surface crust.
    ...
    " He's not grandpa" i told her. " I checked." remarkably, this did not make her feel better at all.
    "That doesn't mean I miss him any less" my mother said

    Pure logic suggests that if the entity in the coffin is not fundamentally the person you used to know, you cannot miss him. Because that's not a loss; that's a change. " ~ House Rules, Jodi Picoult

    HOW TRUE THIS EXCERPT IS, AND HOW COINCIDENTAL THAT I READ THIS BOOK AT THE TIME THAT I DID.
    THIS EXCERPT MADE MUMMY CRY ALL OVER AGAIN.
    AS FOR ME, WELL THE PERSON IN THE COFFIN IS WELL, NOT FUNDAMENTALLY THE PERSON I USED TO KNOW.
    MY GRANDPA WAS MOSTLY CLAD IN SHORTS AND A POLO TEE OF SORTS. EATING FISH PORRIDGE, BUYING MANGOES AND ALL THAT JAZZ. NOT THIS FIGURE IN A STIFF SUIT WITH A PEARL IN HIS MOUTH.
    (WELL, NOT THE ESSENCE OF HIM AT THE VERY LEAST)
    UNTIL NOW, I'VE STILL BEEN HOPING THAT HE'D DO THOSE THINGS LIKE "WALK BACK THROUGH THE WHITE LIGHT" OR WHATEVER THE IN-BETWEEN STAGE IS CALLED.
    TO SUDDENLY JUST COME BACK TO LIFE. SURE IT WOULD SCARE THE LIVING DAYLIGHTS OUT OF US, BUT WE'D BE GRATEFUL AND OVERJOYED NO?
    TOMORROW, ALL WILL BE FINALISED.
    BREATHE. AND TRY NOT TO CRY.
    TOO HARD .

    MEANWHILE, YESTERDAY, I BROKE MY RECORD FOR SLEEPING LATE BY CRASHING AT 2.30 IN THE MORNING
    AND NOW, ITS PAST MIDNIGHT AND I'M STILL GOING!
    (THOUGH THIS IS PROBABLY GONNA CATCH UP ON ME SOON)
    =)
    GOOD MORNING!


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