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Saturday, February 14, 2004

flowers are a symbol of love
i don't mean to be depressing, but it just occured to me that flowers are really beautiful, but they wilt rather quickly. and that's really quite a pity. it does, somehow, remind me of love though. when a flower is budding, its ethereally beautiful and delicate presence and symbol of new life resembles the fragile beginnings of a relationship, and its growth and blossom into a zenith of myriad colours and heady scent traces the development of a relationship into something beautiful. like seeing a bouquet of flowers, seeing or being with a loved one could make a person burst into a natural grin and acquire a deep feeling of warmth. but when the flower starts to wilt... the sadness and poignancy of watching it slowly shrivel and dry up, its just plain sad to watch. some people throw away their flowers, not wanting to see the result of its death. some people dry their flowers and keep them, preserving the memory of something that once was beautiful. me, i keep and dry most of the flowers i receive. maybe because i can't bear to throw them away, or maybe i'm just sentimental.

i guess i'm just inspired by the invasion of flowers everywhere to blog about flowers. yes, its that time of the year again, where cheesy, sappy commercials and gifts with special exorbitant prices rule. its not that i'm being bitter about valentine's day or anything, but really, that isn't the point of the day is it? i think it could have been a really nice occasion, but its kinda being ruined with commercialism. what a pity. i guess v day just doesn't really mean anything to me anymore. and it has no reason to. year in year out its the same thing, which is nothing really. i'm getting used to it. doesn't really matter to me. you don't really need a day to show people you care or love them... there's every other day, and many other little ways. oh but then again, it also seems kinda sad when you see everyone else doing so except you right haha. but that's life ain't it. on a bright note, the guys in our class gave the girls a stuffed animal each that's supposed to resemble us d: very cute and very thoughtful of them. in return, us girls gave them hearts and flowers on sticks with beads and feathers, was very pretty. two very nice people in class also bought hairbands for all of us, and mr ngoei brought in some nice munchies. was a pretty fun and rowdy first two periods of the day, well spent in camaraderie.

hmm... i think wine would make a good symbol of love too. of a different type of love, one not quite so fleeting or beautiful, but more like a lasting kind of love. one that would flavour with age, and is treasured and savoured. but then again, there are so many kinds of love aren't there. family love, romantic love, love between friends... i suppose it just wouldn't be possible to find symbols for every one of them. i guess flowers can represent one of the more common or most coveted types of love (whichever way you want to look at it)... fleeting, beautiful, momentous love. well, for people who've got someone to spend this day with, i wish you well and hope you are happy. for people who don't, take heart, there's probably someone out there meant for you, just waiting for you to discover. and in the meantime, i wish you well and hope you are happy as well.

maybe the best thing anyone can do right now, is to be content with what we have. and treasure it. goals and wishes are well and good, and should be attempted to be attained in time, but there's no hurry, is there. walk slowly and smell the roses while we still have the chance. don't walk too slowly though, for the roses may wilt before you know it, and you'll be just gazing at empty gardens where once were flowers. such irony. but i guess there's two sides to every coin, two diametrically opposite entities in almost everything in this world. the biggest irony is that usually the line between two opposites is finer than we know. how easy is it to cross the line. there's just so much ambiguity... but that's life as we know it. full of ambiguity.

Happy Valentine's Day, everyone.

:12:29 AM: :sugah~plum

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