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Saturday, April 11, 2009

Currently
With No One as Witness (Thomas Lynley and Barbara Havers Novels)
By Elizabeth George
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I don't do piggybacks.




  
you speak of a heart filled with care, concern and kindness. Like the world is just made up of pretty confetti free-flowing from the top, and I'm thinking yeah, right.

I realize that all of my recent posts have been negative, drowned in self-pity and or whiny. I am such a pain. gosh.

Thursday was a wow-day. Wow good, wow bad.
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Wow because, .... (how do I explain) well, it's like you're driving in the middle lane of the highway. And you think you're going too fast and you've been getting these motion sickness and can't take it no longer. So you put the brakes on unexpectedly and before you know it, cars start ramming up against you, honking and hollering. Of course, concerned drivers stopped, pulled you aside and asked : " What's wrong? "

does that make sense? well, Thursday was kind of like that.

Friday was good though. (uh, Friday was good..Good Friday.. what irony.)  So far the best of 2009 has been becoming a Student Leader, having the privilege to be planning for part of the sec 2 NYAA camp. Even though it's a lot of brain-wrecking work, it is hell-lot-a fun.   Spent the whole afternoon over at seah cheng's with the group. Ordered pizza and watched Ice Age after we were done structuring. mm. We're gonna be checking places out on Sunday so we can set in the whole plan. Gonna be so much walking and climbing, Sounds tiring but I don't know why, some how I can't wait.

This is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless,
Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson
done,
Thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the
themes thou lovest best,
Night, sleep, death and the stars.
  -Walt whitman, a clear midnight.



Sunday, April 05, 2009

Currently
Critically Ashamed
By FM Static
Six candles
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When I travel,

I like to see the whole train crowded and a priority seat left empty even then.  cos then I can actually believe that we are not just the Singaporeans they stereotype us to be.

I have had the best weekend since the CNY starting this year, thank you all the you(s). you know who you(s) are.

P/s: I hope I see David Archuleta on my way to school tomorrow. (gosh gosh gosh.)


Friday, April 03, 2009

xxxxxanga night relief.

If your heart ever has need to show, then show me now, While I can know.

speak to me now, before too many walls get built between us (and we never get to speak). I want normal back, even if normal is boring, because sad is putting a strain on everything good I'm trying to do, everything bad I'm trying to fix.

Full day ahead tomorrow, don't know what I'm getting myself away from. But a release is always freedom.

 


Wednesday, April 01, 2009

Life is not an april's fool.

I'm thinking,
that I can be okay without you because I'm always kept so happy by my friends.
about the thousand feet plunge I'm diving since I stopped caring.
 that the consequences are probably long term, and
about the fears I have, that has kept my heartbeat pumping.
 back to the time when I made the first decision to let loose.
a time when I forgot to hold on and everything slipped out from my palms.
how you said those words that made my heart swell,
and now those same words, where have they gone.
I can turn out okay if I wanted myself to be.

Be fine.


Sunday, March 29, 2009

Change is good when you're ready.

The simplest answer is also the most severe.

I regret.
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After thinking hard and long, I realize that my life is not a specimen. What I do, and what I don't, brings me my destiny. Some how, the word destiny sounds so grand, as though everyone has a Hollywood movie destination in their lives waiting. But we don't, so as I sit here thinking and blogging about it I also think about how totally demoralizing this is. ugh.

I envy people who can say that they are who they are. That they are themselves. Because I can never be myself, and I don't know why. I envy those who are comfortable in their own skin, because I'm not. I hope I'm not a lousy person just because I'm jealous.

Mm, life is great. Owens is noisy, throat is sore.



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