The beauty of destruction

As I look out of my window at Pulau Ubin across the sea, it had a extra mystical cloak of mist surrounding it. My brain came up with the perfect logical explanation: bush fires in tampines burning down 10 football pitch size of grassland. lolz, the irony of it as I look at the perfect scenery while I'm having a persistent cough due to the bad air. But sometimes, irony as such can be so beautiful (*points to title. Yes, the beauty of destruction. As I travelled in my dad's car down to tampines today, I saw the patches of grassland that were burnt down by the fires. Obviously, the majority part of it was in a disgusting black, carbon for that matter(pun!), but well, there was these small patches around that were scorched but not burnt down. They were of a poetic red, like what u see in autumn in other countries. No kidding, the entire tree was just standing there, with all its leaves red and looking ready to drop. I was rather disturbed...How can something look so beautiful after it's been destroyed? I thought and well...my answer....Because it was beautiful and good in the first place.... When someone comes along and destroys it, yes most of it would be gone, but there would be enough of it remaining to remind us of its once beauty...

blogging here now less than 15 hrs from the release of O'level results. Well...I spent the last 2 days slacking, while ppl around me start to get butterflies in stomach. While after some thought and reflection, I found myself perhaps worrying a little too.
On the last Civics lesson, we had to write something encouraging for everyone in the class on a piece of paper with his/her name on it. It was a rather ordinary affair. I mean, like in a few seconds, how can someone pen something that is truly sincere and from the bottom of the heart. However, after getting back my piece of paper, I guess I was wrong in a way. What they wrote did not matter...it's only words after all, yet it was the memories and recollection that came with it that was truly important. Nevermind if the words they wrote weren't meaningful, the fact is that for these 2 months, no matter how small, they were part of ur life and u were part of theirs. This fact alone, made the piece of paper priceless....
Will just like to thank my class for making the 2 months in RJ so far enjoyable. I believe the bond we built in these 2 mnths would last come what may. lolz, think I would make a dedication entry to my class tmr, depending on my results, it could be a farewell entry as well, but touch wood k?

I do not fear failure, what I fear is the things that failure makes me lose.....