SO TORTUROUS!!! i'm damned on my geography revision because i didn't even touch a single thing today and stuck on my impossible-to-complete lit assignment. the teacher is such a bloodsucker. i feel like i'm on the verge of dying. what's horrid is on the verge, which means i ain't going to die yet, that's making things worse than it already is! i'd be better off dead!!!i'm losing my mind!
p.s. ironic is that i actually still have time to blog. -goes into peals of laughter- this's my escape, my illusionary admist the cold, harsh reality. oh, a poetic foreground against the backdrop of painful truth. heh. heh.
please, i still want to maintain my sanity!

-screams-screams-screams-screams-
HELP!!!

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Simple Plan - Perfect

Hey dad look at me
Think back and talk to me
Did I grow up according to plan?
Do you think I'm wasting my time doing things I wanna do?
'Cuz it hurts when you disapprove all along
And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I'm never gonna be good enough for you
I can't pretend that
I'm alright
And you can't change me
'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
Now it's just too late and
We can't go back
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
I try not to think
About the pain I feel inside
Did you know you used to be my hero?
All the days you spend with me
Now seem so far away
And it feels like you don't care anymore
And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I'm never gonna be good enough for you
I can't stand another fight
And nothing's alright
Nothing's gonna change the things that you said
Nothing's gonna make this right again
Please don't turn your back
I can't believe it's hard
Just to talk to you
'Cuz you don't understand

You're Most Like The Season Spring ...

Fresh faced, with a young outlook on life - you
smile at the world and expect it to smile back
at you. You're mostly a bubbly, fun - innocent
person. Described as cute possibly. However,
you're a little naive about things and tend to
be a little too trustworthy.
As the first season, It Makes you the youngest -
and so most immature - but people are inclined
to look out for and protect you.

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i'm hanging on a branch, i'm teetering on the brink, another step i'll probably crumble.
help, anyone?

i so much so much want to go on hiatus. but i can't do it. i'm SO distracted, can't even write my notes proper for an hour straight. sheesh. this isn't good. i've heard here without you twice today. it's getting into my head, it's so nice.

hi.

Ferrero Rocher: Your life may appear to others as
golden, but that is because you hide your
problems to them. You know that there are many
obstacles in the way, and this may make you
pessimistic, but are you have to do is simply
just to take the challenges in stride, for at
the end of it all, lies a deep satisfaction
that will let you know that it was worth it,
and it'll make your life truly sweet after
that.


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"...i'm here without you baby, but you're still with me in my dreams..."

just got back not too long ago. i don't understand how some people can blog every single detail of their lives everyday, you know. it's like they live their lives for blogs. sheesh. and i don't like the way people blog to get at each other, it's very childish. i mean, either you tell the person direct or not. in any case, i shouldn't be bothering, it's none of my business anyway, i shouldn't be poking my nose into anyone's. here, here, i'm not getting at anyone, just my humble opinion. =) never mind me, just stating my point of view here. just remembered what my lit teacher was saying about my class the other day. he mentioned that my class is so dull that even if a male teacher came into class in his briefs playing a banjo none of us would even twitch an eyebrow. haha. i couldn't help but smile. i didn't know whether to agree or not. maybe the passitivity only arises in his class. he's not a teacher i will call normal, you see. can't help it. =)

happy birthday, samuel! cheers. =)

listened to music and stared into space. the notion of space just makes me feel so detached from reality. stoned for like 2 hours before i did my gp. finished my gp summary but not the aq. too tired to continue. i'm beat. it's going to be a long day, with lit make-up. i'm sick of all these. what now? i seriously don't feel like going to school but like there's a choice? there's pw! argh!!!

stay the same's playing on class. such a song to accompany a rainy night. looks like i'm not continuing my notes. all these little distractions make up to a huge one. heh. won't want to sleep away this beautiful night. "...stay the same, 'cos there's nothing 'bout you i would change..."

`the forlorness of the night makes beauty more certain.

a sudden downpour. was writing my notes when rain just fell. i love the rain. it just distracts me so much, away from everything. the smell of rain,the sound of rain, the feeling of being in rain. sort of wish i was outdoors now, the wonderful feeling of having the cold raindrops hitting gently against warm skin. the patter of the rain's as good as music to my ears. it's getting heavier, with lightning and thunder. i can't continue studying. the rain comforts me. i love rain. it's getting better, i like it when it rains till everything's blurry and all we see are the lines of rain. rain just gives this gloomy joy about everything. i hope it doesn't stop raining. rainy nights are the best. the rain accompanies me through the night. =)

- finding-solace-in-rain -

mood·y ( P ) Pronunciation Key (md)
adj. mood·i·er, mood·i·est
Given to frequent changes of mood; temperamental.
Subject to periods of depression; sulky.
Expressive of a mood, especially a sullen or gloomy mood: a moody silence

Dido - White Flag

I know you think that I shouldn't still love you
I'll tell you that
But if I didn't say it
Well, I'd still have felt it
Where's the sense in that?
I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were
Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be
I know I left too much mess
And destruction to come back again
And I caused but nothing but trouble
I understand if you can't talk to me again
And if you live by the rules of "It's over"
Then I'm sure that that makes sense
Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be
And when we meet
As I'm sure we will
All that was then
Will be there still
I'll let it pass
And hold my tongue
And you will think
That I've moved on
Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be
Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be
I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

it's hard not to feel lost when everyone out there is busy mugging and here am i still slacking away. it's hard not to feel lonely when everyone out there has somebody there for them and here i am still yearning away. it's hard not to feel confused when everyone out there has a reason to live and here i am searching for a truth in life. it's hard.

Leann Rimes - I need you

I don't need a lot of things
I can get by with nothing
Of all the blessings life can bring
I've always needed something
But I've got all I want
When it comes to loving you
You're my only reason
You're my only truth
I need you like water
Like breath, like rain
I need you like mercy
From heaven's gate
There's a freedom in your arms
That carries me through
I need you
You're the hope that moves me
To courage again
You're the love that rescues me
When the cold winds, rage
And it's so amazing
'Cause that's just how you are
And I can't turn back now
'Cause you've brought me too far
I need you like water
Like breath, like rain
I need you like mercy
From heaven's gate
There's a freedom in your arms
That carries me through
I need you
Oh yes I do
I need you like water
Like breath, like rain
I need you like mercy
From heaven's gate
There's a freedom in your arms
That carries me through
I need you
Oh yes I do
I need you
I need you

don't undress my love, you might find a mannequin.
don't undress the mannequin, you may find my love.

how do i get up in the morning? it's going to be a long day. ARGH!!!

argh. i'm so tired. so tired. i can't believe this, i haven't even started studying and i can no longer keep the eyes open. i need to sleep, i need to study. read scene 4 of othello today. that's all i did.

*causes of mass movements

1. exceptional precipitation
= heavy or persistent rain can saturate regolith or make it unstable
- important in causing landslides as they are very sensitive to water content
- increase in water content causes pressure within pores and joints
- weakens coherence between soil/rock particles

2. shocks
= e.g. earthquakes
= well-jointed and well-bedded mudstones and fine sandstones are very vulnerable to such movements (i.e. earthquakes)
[ 1982, major e'quake in south island, new zealand ]

3. slope modification by humans
= occurs when roads are cut into regolith
= unstable rock leads to slope steepening
= forms tip heaps (i.e. mines)
= dam-building
= removal of agriculture (e.g. deforestation)

4. undercutting
= undercutting of a stream can lead to a riverbank collapse
= waves may also undercut a coastal cliff, causing mass movements

don't know why i typed these notes out. maybe it's the influence of fellow bloggers, maybe it's boredom. limits. the limit's breaking. I'M SO TIRED.

happy 18th birthday, ccl. =) hope you had a good one. love.

my eyes are hurting from the slopes, slopes and more slopes. i haven't even copied a quarter of my notes. have to source for proper handmaid's tale and silas marner summaries. try atwood. this's a pretty short summary, but i guess it's pretty useless for genre understanding. good for a gist, though. how to finish this book within 1 week? and silas marner. and everything else. did i mention already how much i hate exams? sheesh. i wished i was born somewhere else, or even, not born at all? this's SO unfair.

Three Doors Down - Here Without You

A hundred days had made me older
since the last time that I saw your pretty face
A thousand lights had made me colder
and I don’t think I can look at this the same
But all the miles had separate
They disappeared now when I’m dreaming of your face
I’m here without you baby
but your still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
and I dream about you all the time
I’m here without you baby
but your still with me in my dreams
And tonight it’s only you and me
The miles just keep rolling
as the people either way to say hello
I hear this life is overrated
but I hope it gets better as we go
I’m here without you baby
but your still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
and I dream about you all the time
I’m here without you baby
but your still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl it’s only you and me
Everything I know, and anywhere I go
it gets hard but it won’t take away my love
And when the last one falls, when it’s all said and done
it get hard but it won’t take away my love
I’m here without you baby
but your still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
and I dream about you all the time
I’m here without you baby
but your still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl it’s only you and me

this's the part where yu jian plays in the background. i like this show. so sweet.

the carousel scene!!! why doesn't singapore have a carousel? or at least a decent fantasy amusement park? sheesh.

Solitude

Your lyrics

How many times have you told me you love her?
As many times as I wanted to tell you the truth.
How long have I stood here beside you?
I lived through you, you looked through me.

Ooo, Solitude
Still with me is only you
Ooo, Solitude
I can't stay away from you

How many times have I done this to myself?
How long will it take before I see?
When will this hole in my heart be mended?
Who now is left alone but me?

Ooo, Solitude
Forever me and forever you
Ooo, Solitude
Only you, Only true

Everyone leaves me stranded,
forgotten, abandoned
left behind.
I can't stay her another night

Your secret admirer, who could it be?

Can't you you see all along it was me?
How can you be so blind as to see right through me?

Solitude
Still with me is only you
Ooo, solitude
I can't stay away from you

Solitude
Forever me and forever you
Ooo, Solitude
Only you, Only true


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bundle me up in my blankets and cart me off to a place where stars are little girls and sing with the most melodious voices :)

i'll hold your hand if you stay with me...

every one i see, every place i go, every day that i live for, everything evokes old memories.

My inner child is six years old!

Look what I can do! I can walk, I can run, I can
read! I like to do stuff, and there's a whole
big world out there to do it in. Just so long
as I can take my blankie and my Mommy and my
three best friends with me, of course.


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i'm so tired. haven't been studying at all except struggling with today's econs test. finally finished the last econs test before the promos. gosh. so near, so near. getting afraid. argh. where did all the strength go? supposed to do my geog tutorial, read silas marner and my chinese essay. not one done at all. i'm so drained, and i didn't even study at all. wth. what am i going to do now? i'm sleepy. even reading's a chore now, or breathing is.

so choked by suppressed freedom.

you told me there is no other you could love more. the capacious rooms in your heart still resound with my emptiness, and they tremble and weep in my palms. what can i say, when i look into your eyes so full of love? i can't return the love, i'm already too comfortably numb. what can i say, that won't rape us of our friendship and undress the frailty of what i guard so feverishly. and you have crumbled all the theories, rules and warning signs i had formulated after my first love came and left, but i am still my stubborn, selfish self. i can't conclude what i am trying to say because it is all too messed up in my mind. even now, my frigid heart holds no place for emotions. have me leave with beautiful memories, with no one hurt nor forsaken. have me leave with no guilt nor malefaction. love tires itself in time to come, after all, love's nothing but a game.

-why-does-she-still-smile-despite-the-tears-in-her-eyes-

what she sees is oddly familiar
with a sense of detachment
she still grows dependant
on the love not mean to be
dosages of euphoria accompany
pellets of ambiguity
she knows she'll stay with no faith
her only reins given to dalliance
hold her not 'cos she'll leave
your love forsaken.

this love cannot hold true
this love cannot hold long
all it is nothing but a game
she can't promise
she can't cherish
all she wants is a time to remember
to stay as it is
with no broken hearts
or lasting beauty

just saw the new macdonald advert. it's very ingenious and innovative. you can't really tell it's macdonald's. the subtle touches to it, how very nice! watch it and you'll know what i mean. so cool. =) and i thought coca-cola ads were the best. look at mac.

"there is no gift but love. no joy but love. no pain, no bane, no cost, no loss but love. there is no life but love."
- isolde by rosalind mile

遇见
听见 冬天 的离开
我在某年某月醒过来
我想 我等 我期待
未来却不能因此安排
阴天 傍晚 车窗外
未来有一个人在等待
向左 向右 向前看
爱要拐几个弯才来
我遇见谁 会有怎样的对白
我等的人 他在多远的未来
我听见风 来自地铁和人海
我排着队 拿着爱的号码牌
我往前飞 飞过一片时间海
我们也曾 在爱情备受伤害
我看着路 梦的入口有点窄
我遇见你 是最美丽的意外
总有一天 我的谜底会解开

you are not wrong who deem
that my days have been a dream;
yet if hope has flown away
in a night, or in a day,
in a vision, or in none,
is it therefore the less gone?
all that we see or seem
is but a dream within a dream.

all of the stars are fading away
just try not to worry
you'll see them some day
take what you need and be on your way
and stop crying your heart out

this's not a poem. just words that felt like they should appear on an entry. oh, well.

holding on to some distorted sense of faith
seeking solace in the gloom and despair
here's the veil that she'll wear
the shadows are just a delusionary shroud
that engulfs her in illusions
never can she ever bare that dispirited soul
she's been too brave and cold
chronology helps her none
it's her life that's been beguiling her of truth

i wonder if i'm doing the right thing. i wonder if i'm being too nosey. oh well, what's done cannot be undone. just have this urge to write and write and write. you know, when it comes, it comes. you can't stop it anyhow. =)

frozen fingers. frozen emotions.
what's left is all hollow inside.
don't ask her to cheer up,
don't ask her to smile,
she already knows life on stage.
carrying off this display so well,
nobody ever notices the stains of tears.
running away behind the curtains,
only to see pragmatism in the far end.
that'll justify all endings, all pretenses,
that'll make her remain an actress all the same.

Aphrodite/Eros


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Victims are tied into you and stretched inch by agonizing inch, until they are either rent limb from limb or they confess. Or hey, maybe both. Not as bad as some people, someone tells you what you want to hear you'll feel better.

What torture would you be?

watched turn left turn right on wednesday. everyone's talking about it, whether good or bad comments. i like the show, and the book! the feeling's different, 'cos the book carries off a kind of subtleness with its delicate imagery. the show's pretty much 'in-your-face' kind, not as good as i expected but still the sweet bits were irresistable. =) i just love these 'impossible-in-real-life' romance movies, sort of utopic in nature. the show's rather straightforward, like the producers were afraid it won't sell but it's the fragile beauty of the story that makes everything perfect. in any case, i thought it was a nice movie, given that you aren't one of the practical movie-goers. girls can go swoon over the male lead (didn't appeal to me, though:), i'd rather go ga-ga over the silly dreamy plot. would have preferred the movie in its actual cantonese version 'cos the dubbing was really bad. yes, the polish parts were unpolished (pardon the pun;) they could have just recited the translated version. okay, given so much, i'll still want to watch it all over again 'cos the ooh-ahh bits were so 'me', if you know what i mean. hehehe. the ost's good, i mean just stefanie's song yu jian probably. i love the scene at the round fountain and the carousel scene. so sweet *does it in the high-pitched lynnette's way*! maybe i should wait for the vcd so i can swoon over the romantic bits over and over again. hehe.

the smiles are just a facade
to mask the emotions on the surface
uncertainty is beautiful
accompanied by angst and untruth
harbouring the thoughts in my heart
never knowing how to part
always wanted someone to care
but too often even this was rare
vague are the memories left to share
perhaps going on means continuing the pretense
anyway reality's become nothing but an illusion

i should really get my act together. only 2 more weeks to promos and i haven't even started revising, or should i say, studying. what's wrong? i must get promoted, or else it'll probably be the end of me and everything else. i must get down to work. please have some self-discipline, lynnette! off to school. another boring day. argh. i wish i had more freedom.

-soeverdistractedbyirrelevance

i'm walking along a road where there are no cars
because the road was built just for me to walk on.
this road of mine is poorly lit, just the way i like it.
it goes on forever and ever.
i sing a song which nobody knows
except for you, who come along.
you do not sing with me;
i sing to you.
i change the words to make them rhyme
and then you sing along.
i forget the chorus,
so you make one up
and we keep on walking with your hand in mine.

just suddenly thought of the times spent in secondary school. so much for the grumbles about being in a lousy school with lousy people for schoolmates in a lousy cca. all that taken for granted.

xue, remember how we got at the stupid prefect mistress? i bet after that 'talk' she never wanted to talk to me ever again. haha. i miss the times we used to hang out behind the express blocks during breaks and lunches. that's OUR secret spot. =) just for a mere 20 minutes, we never drifted from each other. everybody marvelled at how we kept our bonds without even meeting up or being in the same class! remember the times you or i were absent? even then, we'll still sit alone behind the blocks, it was as good as having each other by our sides. the diary-writing days are gone, you used to complain how i'll write everything about myself and not bothering to reply your rants. haha. i miss your silly pig-jokes, i miss your cookies, i miss you.

senns, remember the times how we used to sing at the back of the class like no one's business? yong qi and love, me were our all-time faves! the 2 crackpots, laughing queens of the entire sec 4 population? insanity of all insanities. no one could get as mad as us! as easily as laughter came to us, the tears were no exception. haha. ms nora used to go ''lynnette and shimin!'' all the time for the noise we made. remember how she said our class couldn't be compared to the next one, we almost cried on the spot. gees. silly crybabies.
the times outside the classrooms, outside the washrooms, on the stairs and everywhere! remember how we played games on the stairs to see who reached the top first? silly ideas we had! you were my partner for 4 years straight in a row! i'm glad you were! i still wish you are, though. but guess things change as we grow, there's no hiding, there's no waiting. one thing - we'll never forget how we had this huge 'confrontation' with the e3 girls. haha. that woman pulled my blouse and wx was like stopping her. i felt like i was in this dreamy scene of 'hero saves damsel in distress' (ying xiong jiu mei) kind of thing. haha. only the both of us were so upfront about it, guess we didn't earn the name of bitches for nothing. =) but on thinking back, we were all pretty childish back then. maybe that's what makes us grow, after all. we had our first attempt at bball with the bball guys all thanks to huishan eh? it was a disaster, sort of? haha. had fun, though, our shoes went all red with the lousy paint on the court. i've got endless to say but we've all got to stop someday, somewhere. sometimes i wished we hadn't left school. - between now and then till i see you again, i'll be loving you. love, me. -

angeline and sennes!!! will not forget how we did for that teachers' day celebration, hehe. the memories just flow back so naturally, like it was only yesterday when we started rehearsing and everything. did everything pay off? gees. graduation friends forever was the all-year-long lyrics on the n'board. haha. i know the times outside the fire extinguisher, the times on the railings outside class. how we drew and drew and cut and colour for our sec 4 classroom n'board. the meteor garden - all-time craze! that teachers' day i felt so nostalgic just walking around school, reminiscing the times we spent together. the s.l.a in class eh? =) remember how we did up our class tee? no guts, no glory! minx, how the 4 of us had fun travelling all the way to p'lebar to collect them. weixin and choontong the stick-figures of our class. keke. we had this letter-writing craze back in lower sec, where we'll all write as long as 30 pages of content to each person! come to think of it, weren't we just silly little girls, gossiping at the top of our voices at the study benches in the morning before assembly? min and i were the most vicious of all, not letting any girl walk past without their fair share of our slutty remarks! i must admit, -bitch- were our middle names. (it still is, i guess) miss the times where we used to skip our math lessons to slack on the steps and start our melancholic moods on rainy days. silly dreamers.

hwan..! this's what i'll write. i miss my np days. alot. remember how we wanted to quit np and we eventually gave in to that lifesaver xavier tang? he was the pillar of strength for batch 6. i loved the times we drilled in the rain, had our drills in the carpark, our camps and course outings. it was the time of my life. the wci during the sana course was so pissed with my attitude but i guessed i really put her down with my sana scores. haha. i swore i could have shoved my paper into her face, if not for our squad's reputation (we already had a bad one). haha. dang ni gu dan ni hui xiang qi shui and peng you never fails to bring back the bittersweet memories. how xave never turned up for the performance meant for him, how hard we trained for him nevertheless. the pop was the worst, the finishing line. all of us just couldn't help the tears even in the squad, we just kept crying like there's no tomorrow. the hand-shaking session for guowei's batch was terrible. were we water-taps back then? haha. they were our fave ncos ever. the 2002 camp was the best proposal we had ever. remember how junhao got uneasy when he saw us all teary-eyed and eveything? that 2nd night we were so stressed we just broke down and cried, right in the middle of the pathway. cried and hugged each other like nuts! preparing the treasure hunt was the most fun of all, how yujun, junhao ran up and down to slot pieces of clue in all the weirdest places! so cool! i remembered how junhao gave the last whistle ever! haha, only he'll be capable of such things! i lost my whistle, the significant and holy object of every c.c. i'm still upset. but what to do? what will be will be, i guess. if it weren't for the long-awaited fancy drill, we'd never have seen jiahong blow his top. it was the first and the last time he ever threw his temper. all of us were so shocked at his outburst. haha. he's good, no doubt the b.u.c! if not for you and i struggling to get that all-purpose banner done, haha, where will they even have a banner for o'day! i can't forget how we swept, scrubbed and mopped np room like there was no tomorrow. everyone was so surprised. i never even cleaned my own room! haha. never regretted my np life, just wish i can just put on that blue uniform, my pair of boots once again. we used to grumble about having to polish this and that, and now, how much we miss the smell of kiwi. =) '...bear true faith and allegiance..'

those were the days. i miss the times in school. i wished i hadn't left. i wish, i wish.

i feel like a kid, struggling to grow up, yet still believing in my own childish dreams.

there is just this canvas white wall
where the scribbles of his name she wrote
she misses him still
the one who left without a word

i'm drowning in sadness
falling far behind
i feel there is just no way out
is there anyone there? where am I?
insanity and loneliness
tear my painful heart
broken heart keeps on going to beat
but it never stops bleeding
i've been waiting for love to come
someone who wants to touch me inside
memories of my yesterdays
careless words and deeds
masquerade of love
gotta find my way outta here
i was blinded be dark desire
over time I've been through it all
i'm crying my share of tears
what can I do
will I make it through
i must be true to myself
Voiceless screaming
calling to me inside of my heart
voiceless screaming
now is the time I got to speak out
voice of faith, I'm starting to realize
now my eyes can see
i have gone so far
i'm feeling breath of life
and I'm looking for love to reach
someone I want to touch deep inside
light shines on my sight of doubt
don't be afraid
move forward one step
willing mind is what I have found at last

love at first sight - wislawa szymborska

they both thought
that a sudden feeling had united them
this certainty is beautiful,
even more beautiful than uncertainty.
they thought they didn't know each other,
nothing had ever happened between them,
these streets, these stairs, this corridors,
where they could have met so long ago?
i would like to ask them,
if they can remember -
perhaps in a revolving door
face to face one day?
a "sorry" in the crowd?
"wrong number" on the 'phone?
- but I know the answer.
no, they don't remember.
how surprised they would be
for such a long time already
fate has been playing with them.
not quite yet ready
to change into destiny,
which brings them nearer and yet further,
cutting their path
and stifling a laugh,
escaping ever further;
there were sings, indications,
undecipherable, what does in matter.
three years ago, perhaps
or even last tuesday,
this leaf flying
from one shoulder to another?
something lost and gathered.
who knows, perhaps a ball already
in the bushes, in childhood?
there were handles, door bells,
where, on the trace of a hand,
another hand was placed;
suitcases next to one another in the
left luggage.
and maybe one night the same dream
forgotten on walking;
but every beginning is only a continuation and
the book of fate is always open in the middle.

~do you know how it feels to be angry ~do you know how it feels to be hurt ~when you live all your life for a moment, ~just to prove that you know what it's worth ~when you trust in a man in tomorrow ~when you learn to forgive everyday ~all the times you thought you could be trusted, ~in the end it could all fall away~

I’ve been letting you down, down
Girl I know I've been such a fool
Giving in to temptation
When I should’ve played it cool
The situation got out of hand
I hope you understand
It can happen to..
Anyone of us, anyone you think of
Anyone can fall
Anyone can hurt someone they love
Hearts will break
'Cause I made a stupid mistake
It can happen to..
Anyone of us, say you will forgive me
Anyone can fail
Say you will believe me
I can’t take my heart will break
'Cause I made a stupid mistake
A stupid mistake
She was kind of exciting
A little crazy I should’ve known
She must have altered my senses
'Cause I offered to walk her home
The situation got out of hand
I hope you understand
A stupid mistake
she means nothing to me
I swear every word is true
don’t wanna lose you

friday night was rather fun. how memorable. had ice cream with di, ron, may, sam, kenn and cody. how nice. abit slow though. haha. played sparklers too. was sort of a spontaneous on-the-spot thing. saw mars too. =) saturday was nice. nothing beats a carpark breeze. just sort of spent time doing nothing. sitting down without a word with somebody can mean the best conversation ever. i'm thankful for nothing in particular, actually.

'a blurry image will always remain the most beautiful, because one would rather leave things at their happiest moments - a clear view may mean the most hurtful pictures.

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the burn's killing me...argh!

From Lynnette with love
She took your picture to the stars above
And they told her it is true
She could dare to fall in love with you
So don't make her blue when she writes to you
From Lynnette with love

yee-hah. how adorable. i'm bored, i'm stuck. and i hate whoever is butler. bleahs.

there, there. easily distracted. still got an essay, or make it two, a tutorial, two presentations to finish. by tonight. if not i'll just skip school on tuesday, if parents permit (which is highly impossible). i might consider ending my tragic pathetic life. where are the guts?

"From Sarah With Love"

For so many years we were friends
And yes I always knew what we could do
But so many tears in the rain
Felt the night you said
That love had come to you
I thought you were not my kind
I thought that I could never feel for you
The passion and love you were feeling
And so you left
For someone new
And now that you're far and away
I'm sending a letter today
From Sarah with love
She'd got the lover she is dreaming of
She never found the words to say
But I know that today
She's gonna send her letter to you
From Sarah with love
She took your picture to the stars above
And they told her it is true
She could dare to fall in love with you
So don't make her blue when she writes to you
From Sarah with love
So maybe the chance for romance
Is like a train to catch before it's gone
And I'll keep on waiting and dreaming
You're strong enough
To understand
As long as you're so far away
I'm sending a letter each day
From Sarah with love
She'd got the lover she is dreaming of
She never found the words to say
But I know that today
She's gonna send her letter to you
From Sarah with love
She's gotta know what you are thinking of
'Cause every little now and then
And again and again
I know her heart cries out for you
From Sarah with love
She'd got the lover she is dreaming of
Never found the words to say, ahh
But today, but today...
From Sarah with love
She took your picture to the stars above
And they told her it is true
She could dare to fall in love with you
So don't make her blue when she writes to you
From Sarah with love
So don't make me blue when I write to you
From Sarah with love

was doing my geog essay when i heard this song on 95. just had to download it straight away, heard it on radio quite a number of times but never really bothered to get the song. it's so nice, the crescendo is so powerful. everyone should listen! =)