Sunday, April 23, 2006
{ 5:00 AM }
metamorphosis / met-uh-mor-fuh-ssis / .n
1. the transformation of an insect of amphibian from an immature form or larva to an adult form. 2. a change in for or nature.
Butterflies are pretty and girly, that I do not deny. But reasons for my liking them differs. Butterflies signify a lot more than that. Change. Freedom. Growth. The new layout represent a my growing up. My entry into the adult world, where I am no longer the 10 year old girl that needed constant cajouling, the 12 year old who stayed close to home, the 15 year old who made reckless decisions or the 18 year old that was just, down right ignorant.
So yes.. I'm all grown up, able to make my own decisions and be responsible for them. I want to be an individual, and not follow the blind masses. I want a life that I can proudly say is mine, one that is not constricted or influenced by anyone/person/thing but me. But how I miss the days where the weight of responsibility didn't drown me or burden me, where my eyes didnt see what I have seen, where I was protected and unexposed, where what I knew was within a safely lighted circle. There, metamorphosis for you.
On a lighter note, most of my classmates have crossed the border and made it into my realm of very special friends. That, I must congratulate them. *yayyyy* =D Going to school seems much less of a drag now, having people to look forward to meeting.Thank You! Everyone is a bottle of multi-coloured rock candy, sweet and so much fun. Not one dull soul, I tell you. Things are starting to brighten up, I believe. And not a moment too late too.
Have you noticed that I always seem to be on the right side of 'two people' pictures. Hmm~
metamorphosis / met-uh-mor-fuh-ssis / .n
1. the transformation of an insect of amphibian from an immature form or larva to an adult form. 2. a change in for or nature.
Butterflies are pretty and girly, that I do not deny. But reasons for my liking them differs. Butterflies signify a lot more than that. Change. Freedom. Growth. The new layout represent a my growing up. My entry into the adult world, where I am no longer the 10 year old girl that needed constant cajouling, the 12 year old who stayed close to home, the 15 year old who made reckless decisions or the 18 year old that was just, down right ignorant.
So yes.. I'm all grown up, able to make my own decisions and be responsible for them. I want to be an individual, and not follow the blind masses. I want a life that I can proudly say is mine, one that is not constricted or influenced by anyone/person/thing but me. But how I miss the days where the weight of responsibility didn't drown me or burden me, where my eyes didnt see what I have seen, where I was protected and unexposed, where what I knew was within a safely lighted circle. There, metamorphosis for you.
On a lighter note, most of my classmates have crossed the border and made it into my realm of very special friends. That, I must congratulate them. *yayyyy* =D Going to school seems much less of a drag now, having people to look forward to meeting.Thank You! Everyone is a bottle of multi-coloured rock candy, sweet and so much fun. Not one dull soul, I tell you. Things are starting to brighten up, I believe. And not a moment too late too.
Have you noticed that I always seem to be on the right side of 'two people' pictures. Hmm~
