the flower

to become beautiful, you must endure pain.
to become perfect, you must hold in sadness.
where is the flower which blooms without getting soaked by the pouring rain?

i hate it when someone's words made an impact on me, esp when that person is someone who doesnt know how significant he is. oh well. ok, lets move on in life.

major projects are finally over. only left with the role play project which i have to act. oh my. and exams, which i am supposed to study. haha. whatever. absolutely no mood.

love, sincerity. give me a chance to learn about it.