Like, seriously, totally blank, I just did this for fun.
I don't think I'll be posting this as often either, sigh.
Oh well, maybe I'll treat this as something to pour my heart out to.
So don't be surprised if you see cursing, swearing and things that are supposed to be censored here.
No, not that kinda censored, stop it with perverted thoughts.
For a start, I shall introduce and explain the name of the blog "of spitfires, shadows and foxtrots"
Spitfire, as said in the text above, it means a person with a spiteful, fiery temper. For the people who knows me personally, they might think this word is probably made for me, so, there you have it, spitfire. Well, in short, I meant to put it there to represent me. Make sense?
Shadows, other than really, having a shadow, it also means an imperfect imitation or copy. As a teenager, child, friend, relative, student and a Christian (which of all I am proud to be), I've come to know that we are all imperfect beings, being good at one thing doesn't mean being perfect at it, because nobody in the world is perfect. So maybe we're God's shadow, in the shadow of God, who knows, really. And in conclusion, shadow is to mean imperfection, as all of us are.
Foxtrots, I did not mean it as the foxtrot (as in the ballroom dance), though, there is no other meaning for it that you can find. Well, the actual foxtrot, as in the dance, is made up of both fast and slow movements and steps, for me, it kinda reflects life. For me, life is a place filled with obstacles, and the process isn't easy, it could be easy and soothing, relaxing and slow at times; but it could also be fast paced and rushed, already over when you realized. So, foxtrot, the paces in life.
So, yeah, of spitfires, shadows and foxtrots, it probably just means me, imperfection and paces of life, in rather, fancier words, I reckon.
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