freedom or visibility?

Mother Tongue Intensive comes to an end!

had the third and last day of MTI today. i must say, it had been effective to a certain extent, and it was considerably a fun experience as well.

 had spend the time writing karangans, and my latest had been a 27 out of 40. it's all due to my Bahasa; my Bahasa seems pretty bad.

according to Cikgu Fatimah, it is my weakness, whereby my strength is in the plot/storyline of my compos. she says i add too many unneeded imbuhans. shall work on that.

damn, i am going to miss this MTI thing. especially the lectures in the AVA room with the 4E kids and cikgu ridzuan. it's so damn entertaining.

had the JC talk today, had paid attention although i've no intention of going there, and i've only got 5 subjects anyway (though not officially yet).

guess what! i'd had my fringe up for the whole school day today, from right after flag raising. aren't you proud of me?

had gone to the library to drop off After The Snow. admittedly, it hadn't been to my liking. it hadn't been able to engross me that much. i actually took almost a week to complete reading it, and the last time that had happened to me was when the book was 800 hundred pages thick and i was saddened to think of finishing it. [remember Brave Story?]

you know, i really like the viewing plaza at Changi Airport's Terminal 1. you should go there, this is my reason why;

do wings really represent freedom? is flying really a symbol of freedom? does flying really mean you're free? is your taking to the skies equivalent to your freedom?

i'd read a book called The Boy Who Could Fly, whereby this Loblolly Boy had to leave his humanity behind in exchange for power of flight. he couldnt bring his humanity to the skies with him.

it had seemed amazing at first, but later on, he realised that having left behind his aspects of human life is actually a horrible thing to do. he misses the taste of his favourite food. he misses his school life. he misses his former life.

this Loblolly Boy lived in invisibility, in order to roam the skies freely. can you imagine that? would you rather live in freedom or visibility? i guess that's the main point.

i guess you can't have both.

if you're visible, everyone can see you, everyone can restrict your movements, like your teachers/parents. you would be given rules in school, at home.

however if you're free, it just means nobody cares about you anymore. nobody bothers about you, that's why you're able to live your life in any way you want. nobody sees you as important to them. you're invisible to the world.

it's what i think anyway.

so which would you rather? freedom, or visibility?

that aside, i kind of have a silly schoolgirl crush right now. *awkward grin* nobody from our school, though. well, not anymore anyway.

when was the last time i had a silly schoolgirl crush? o, right. when i first saw that little boy next door with the bandage, three years ago.

i'd loved those times. hm, maybe i shall write a cheesy poem about that.

i'm way overdue getting over the douchebag, but the earlier memories with him had truly, truly been wonderful. the sweetest moments of my secondary school. the innocence... is long gone.

am currently listening to this song right now. kind of relevant, isn't it?

anyway, yeah. schoolgirl crush. hehe.