What do you do when things are broken?
Throw it? Leave it? Or deal with it?
Until last week, I never realised how much I would do to fix something that's broken. Until it became perfect once again. No matter how many times those letterings from the chain kept falling apart, I deliberately chose to sit for half an hour fiddling and fixing it up. It wasn't the first.
Over and over again I never allowed my belongings to extend its way to be less used. I would fix it. Use pliers til its perfected. Even when my school uniforms were slightly torn, I would sew it back until that gap has closed.
Have you wanted anything so badly, that you'll do almost anything to make sure its perfect?
As far as I know, I'm that person. I keep asking myself why Fi? Why? ...
Its not just merely about fixing things that are broken. It's about how much I want to straighten things out so that in one way or another, fight for its existence.
When something or someone means to you, you'll never let it slip through your fingers. Instead, you'll fight for its right to stay as long as it possibly can. I wonder sometimes if fate decides who or what you become. I mean what if, its supposedly not in the plan of your life. But you chose that path yourself. Its not meant to be yours, and yet, you would snatch it as hard as you can; even if its out of your grasps. If fate determined that you shan't get it and signs around you indicate so, would it not be right to still oppose reality?
If you knew someone was leaving today for good, and you had the chance to stop it, would you? Fate can be fate. But what if, fate is wrong? What if, we can really reach out for what we yearn for? Is it not right to fight for it?
Monday was an incident. Today is not a coincidence.
Class 2010 will be our last year in high school. What is high school without a proper ending? Memories are the only elements we can keep after this. Of friendships, experiences and so many more undescribable things that has mould us into individual selves. Today I made a decision, that is to try. I wonder how many people are on my side to get our night. A night that all of us will never forget. A night to cherish in our memories forever. I'm going to fight for what I believe in. I know that my fellow friends want this too.My hopes are that things will work out and that everyone will steer towards our goal of being united before we leave each other. I love you people who are so awesome.
I'm not stopping until I have no road or options left. After all, these are the treasures we are fighting for...
Fidelia. xoxo
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