"Tunnel Boring Machine"

Imagine the Tunnel Boring Machine driving a hole into the insignificant ground
that we all stand on and live on and do our daily things
and never care about
And then one day, suddenly -
from underneath,
It emerges.
For all the harm we have done to this harmless world,
For all the misuse, abuse, torture, brutal bludgeoning of all things fine,
It stands tall and booms at you, every single one of you
And screams and booms and falls straight on every single flat one-dimensional creature.
The Tunnel Boring Machine speaks.

Hello. I am an Arts student, but I am not gonna use flowery language here. Yes, indeed posts are meant to be written during times of less-than-happy moments and contemplation. (I am writing this so as to finalize thoughts and to feel better about it.)
Hi, my friend who used to like me (not a classmate) not too long ago, this is for you. (Yeah, actually I wanna make you feel bad and read this, haha and I hope that you learn that betrayal is not a good thing! This post is about forgiveness and moving on. (: And yes, you will probably only visit my blog and read this if you still feel bad, otherwise you won't. I want you to read it, that is the point of this composition. Yes, I have dedicated a post to you, be shocked! Lol.) This is not a new issue (not old either), just that I have forgotten about it for probably a couple of months. The internet is a great source to confirm suspicions (I WAS RIGHT about you guys! Haha sorry can't help it.) actually, and when you are able to be happy for the one who has betrayed you, it is truly then that you have forgiven the person. It is during periods like this that you learn to place less faith and emotion in human beings romantically, that being a good thing. This is because you learn that romantic love should not be priority in life. I feel that my priority really is my career and family, which good academics would ensure. Of course, there was never really any real relationship, except I like typing this out, to finalize things and to feel good about myself (Author's intention.)

Of course, I do not deny the initial anger, and great disappointment, (and all that comes with that) especially during the moments where real emotions were invested, and when I see the person involved. That is also why I recalled the not too long ago incident, which is after seeing the individual. Then, I placed myself in the person's shoes. Hormones explained it. I of course know the ficklemindedness of humans. I do know attraction to new individuals is normal ("People forget, get bored, grow old, go away." -Jeanette Winterson.) indeed. I guess this is empathy. Besides, things happen because of God's will. And then I let go of the anger. And then I would recall, "what is the point?" I no longer feel any romantic feelings for the person involved. Besides, what is this romanticized notion of love meant for? I admit that pride caused me to be angry, but then I realized there was really no point. The anger was because of the pride. I would only be an angry person and be upset. Yes, and the anger was for the unexplained end to communication. This went through my mind today. Hence, forgive and let go. That is the best way. I hope you will be happy, and yes, please respect me as a friend. (:

You know something, I am only able to write this because this is one of those cases where I did give in much emotion but not too much. For those cases, I cannot write about it. Haha.

Then, through this, I saw the great instability of life. People have a change of heart so easily. It was literally gone the next day. This only backs my point of detachment, and sums up my argument of leading a life without marriage. I used to see the point of basing my happiness on another, but I realised that God's presence actually makes me happy enough. He gives me friends who do not add on to woes like young "love" (I think it is lust actually. Lol.) does, he carries me through all troubles. Thank you, Lord. I actually wish I did not have a cynical view about love though. I know that God created it for us, but not all of us are meant for it. I will see what he has in store for me. (:

I usually do not really blog about my day and feelings, but yes. School officially ends next week, and the Farewell Assembly will be held on Friday. Probably last week, I was contemplating about many issues. I was lying in bed in the living room (moving back to my room soon), where the setting is all emo-like and stuff, and thought of how everyone I know will just become a memory. I thought about the class-clowns and the funny stuff, how everyone cracks up jokes and laughs at everything. I truly will miss every single individual in 37/09. We had our quirks, and we grew from disliking everyone and being totally unsuited to the different types of people to embracing their qualities as endearing. I was just talking to Rachel (Hello Chestnut! :D)about it just now and I really will miss them the most. I have never liked a class this much. When CCA ended, I felt as though a part of me were missing but right now, the depth of liking I have for the class is far more and perhaps incomparable. I was always about being indifferent and all in my former schools. Truly loved perhaps the last or second last Captain's Ball game we had just now! It was aggressive and fun and simply amazing. (: I guess it always happens, and it is only with departure that people start to treasure the ones around them more.