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So Apropos
Saw death on a sunny snowFor every life, forego the parable. Seek the light, my knees are cold. (Running home, running home) Go find another lover; To bring and- to string along. With all your lies, you're still very lovable. I toured the light, so many foreign roads For Emma, forever ago. |
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 START STUDYING YOUR ECONS DAMNIT. *hibernate* that's the way I want it.
): There's alot of getting used to. Perhaps I should get the courage to do things, to hurt people a little, to let myself known. I want to be a little more like you, to speak up. But of all the awkwardness, I don't know how. Dearest, would you say you know who I am? I can't wait to move out. feels like mountains of it.
You cut me down a treeAnd brought it back to me And that's what made me see Where I was going wrong You put me on a shelf And kept me for yourself I can only blame myself You can only blame me And I could write a song A hundred miles long Well, that's where I belong And you belong with me And I could write it down Or spread it all around Get lost and then get found Or swallowed in the sea You put me on a line And hung me out to dry And darling that's when I Decided to go to see you You cut me down to size And opened up my eyes Made me realize What I could not see And I could write a book The one they'll say that shook The world, and then it took It took it back from me And I could write it down Or spread it all around Get lost and then get found And you'll come back to me Not swallowed in the sea Ooh... And I could write a song A hundred miles long Well, that's where I belong And you belong with me The streets you're walking on A thousand houses long Well, that's where I belong And you belong with me Oh what good is it to live With nothing left to give Forget but not forgive Not loving all you see Oh the streets you're walking on A thousand houses long Well that's where I belong And you belong with me Not swallowed in the sea You belong with me Not swallowed in the sea Yeah, you belong with me Not swallowed in the sea And maybe I belong to me Not swallowed in the sea. the dilemma
Guitar Hero? Or Studying? And that beats yours any day, Hamlet, you depressed, hallucinating dipstick. I am such a lazy ass. I need to WORK THAT ASS OFF. ignorance(?)
Is ignorance chosen? Is it a fault? Or a result of misinformation? Sucks when your family doesn't make things clear, sets rules, explains in mixed emotions. Sucks when they live in a different era. I'm not used to this. At all. I want us back.
She'll break apart all by herselfIts so easy how we come undone Take me over when I'm gone Take me over make me strong Take me over when I'm gone ...Will they burn for me? Its amazing how this human will pushes you want so much, to be so much, yet how the flesh is so limited, and the tongue is limp. I have no words for myself, no hopes, no dreams, no future in my mind. Ah, the worrisome mind. (that could have meant anything). Haha. But blog inference is never good for the soul. You become so obsessed with knowing, that you never find content, real content in ignorance. How to be truly, simply happy. Many people seem to forget how the people around us are all human, there's so much absence of love amongst people, that people don't seem to understand how we are all interlinked in this great big world. We forget forgiveness, patience, kindness, empathy. Sometimes it makes me sad, how people are so caught up with having to prove themselves that they forget that their life isn't only about them. Sometimes its not even about them. That we as people are all flawed, (I'm very flawed), and we need to acknowledge that in ourselves, and in others. It just seems to be a time to think. CTs do that to you. They get you down, and your mind starts working. Churning them butter, soft and oily (eurgh). Hahaha. all that noise and all that sound(:
 Credits to JOSHUA CHAN(: If you could see it then you'd understand. EURGH I am so dead... *hides in bed and sleeeeeps* rebel on my knees.
By far the best FRICKIN concert ever. You know how they say music is the window to the soul? Tonight was the single testimony of a collective voice (of TENTHOUSAND). "Look how they shine for you And you know, you know I love you so you know I love you so." with a better judgement
I don't know. I think its really sad the way people interact. There's so much conflict and awkwardness. I would overlook everything if I could. But don't they call that being taken advantage of? Or something. Coldplay tomorrow! I'll have Chris Martin's voice in my head tonight, lulling me to sleep(: MONICA AREN'T YOU EXCITED(: Massive SMILESMILESMILE. I'm too tired to smile though. Haha I'm just typing randomly though. Its one of those oh-so-boring moments when I have relatively NOTHING to do, so I come up with new things to do like type out your train of thought onto your blog, so that when people read it later they'll go "wtfrick, this girl has nothing better to do. LAME." But that's what happen when you're bored, you know? You lose your ability to walk. LOL OKAY that was so bad. I should go find something productive to do before I go insane. that is why my hands are closed
In every heart there is a roomA sanctuary safe and strong To heal the wounds from lovers past Until a new one comes along I spoke to you in cautious tones You answered me with no pretense And still I feel I said too much My silence is my self defense And every time I've held a rose It seems I only felt the thorns And so it goes, and so it goes And so will you soon I suppose But if my silence made you leave Then that would be my worst mistake So I will share this room with you And you can have this heart to break And this is why my eyes are closed It's just as well for all I've seen And so it goes, and so it goes And you're the only one who knows So I would choose to be with you That's if the choice were mine to make But you can make decisions too And you can have this heart to break Its tough being something you're not.
I think I've been a little low, a little too self-conscious, a little too much of too little and too much. Confused? So am I. awww man.
 Where we started, both broken-hearted. Not believing it could begin and end in one evening. Here's a hug for all the poor girls who also wish they could hit their daddy's heads with a giant cotton earbud (otherwise known as a Qtip). Even so, it makes me realize how spoilt I am by him. But still... Here's a tip for future fathers - I know you're scared, but PLEASE. Just trust your daughters. Either that, or she'll just go ahead and do what she wants BEHIND YOUR BACK. You asked for it, really. Anyway, I still love the two best men in my life. A bundle of sighs, and a kick in the ass. We'll show you! will you meet us here, as we're calling on your name?
I wish I could avoid writing like this here. But I think I want this to be heard, honestly. I want to make this loud and clear, so that you, you, you. You know that I mean. I'm not letting this go. I miss you. And I just want to know what's going on, what you're up to. You know I'll never push you to spend time with me, with us. I'll never force you to be something you're not, or blame you for what you're going through. But this is from us. We miss you. We love you. I love you. And, you know. When you want to, I'm here. I'm tired of judging myself by my social circle, because I think its ridiculous. Struggling to appease, to make peace, to keep some and give up others. To be unhappy when someone hates you or loves you. Its tiring. Its disgusting. So here's my verdict, simply because the world are full of these people. I acknowledge that everyone has some inert need to be accepted, to be included. I admit I do feel that too. But I'm tired of it. And because its a very natural thing, I know I will make many people upset. But this is not my reason for doing this. I just want people to think. How we are all one world of people, how all this judgements and conflicts within a space of our own is so insignificant, so tiny, and yet we make it our whole world. Because of some insecurities we have, or some disillusion that if we don't have enough friends our life isn't good enough. How a little aversion from someone is so small in this great reality we live in. I'll say this, in the plainest, bluntest way. Not just to you, but to myself. I think its pathetic. I think you're pathetic. And I think I need to stop being pathetic, and grow up. This is so hilarious, I think can be equated to the modern day peace drive. So here's a metaphorical daisy in your gun, and a little hug for your troubles. Its a tough world. And those who still love me, I thank you. With all my heart, and all my soul. I may not be the best friend a person could have, I may be caught up with my life sometimes, I may be struggling with my time so that I can't always be physically, or mentally present. But for sticking around, I thank you. And the thunder outside rolls into a cadence. In the desert there is no sign that says, thou shalt not eat stones. a li'l some'm f'r claire
 O Captain My Captain! Dead Poet's Society Anyone? NO MORE COMMON TESTS! SMB>SMC
And I'll ask for what I give to youIs just what i'm going through This is nothing new No no, just another phase of finding what I really need Is what makes me bleed And like a new disease she's still too young to treat I kissed your mouth You do not need me I think... a heck.
 Studying? Who? Well, I've had a rather eventful night (ahem), so I'm just going to go to sleep, and hope somehow that econs is going to fly into my brain tomorrow. I can't take much more of being awake. Tomorrow is getting out and doing shit (: No MORE COMMON TESTS WHOOT. my fair warrior, my captain's captain
Perhaps I should just give up. My role in it isn't big enough anyway. Perhaps I should continue having faith in the human spirit, and say that "Everyone comes around, sooner or later." They do, right? Its not a silly little moment, its not the storm before the calm, This is the deep and dying moment of this love we've been working on. had I known.
Step one you say we need to talkHe walks you say sit down it's just a talk He smiles politely back at you You stare politely right on through Some sort of window to your right As he goes left and you stay right Between the lines of fear and blame And you begin to wonder why you came Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend Somewhere along in the bitterness And would I have stayed up with you all night Had I known how to save a life Let him know that you know best Cause after all you do know best Try to slip past his defense Without granting innocence Lay down a list of what is wrong The things you've told him all along And I pray to God he hears you And I pray to God he hears you Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend Somewhere along in the bitterness And would I have stayed up with you all night Had I known how to save a life As he begins to raise his voice You lower yours and grant him one last choice Drive until you lose the road Or break with the ones you've followed He will do one of two things You will admit to everything Or he'll say he's just not the same And you'll begin to wonder why you came Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend Somewhere along in the bitterness And would I have stayed up with you all night Had I known how to save a life How to save a life How to save a life Dear Liang
Lol. And what's the point of this? Partly to show my pride that I have so many poetic friends (: And partially to show my love! But mostly out of amusement, I think. Heh. Dearest Liang, I ♥ you. You have an indescribable talent for singing and writing. You make me laugh, cry, and then feel better; miss the times in SC, look forward to our misadventures, and more misadventures. You should (hmm), dye your hair (HAHA random sorry). Someday I will emcee your wedding and be your gynae(still standing!!! Don't betray me.). You + me = Masquette and lopsided waltzing and identical dresses and awkward but heartwarming conversations. If I saw you now I'd smile, hug you and poke your nose :D. I want to be a better friend to you. I would build a (hmmmm) dream for you. If I could sing you any song it would be (No specific titles but,) a choir song we used to parade around with, like the Sing to the Dawn one. We could sing a ballad and dance and laugh our troubles away under the stars. Love, Riné Seraphica (P.S. I miss you.) Dear Liang, I just talked to you. You have a cat. And an incredibly long history with me. You make me bababababu, I don't need anything but you. You should be whatever you wish to be. Someday I will help make your dreams come true. You + me = SQUEE. If I saw you now I'd not let you hug me. I want to send all my lovin' to you. I would build a memory for you. If I could sing you any song it would be that Monsters Inc. song. We could just lie here and just forget the world under the stars. Love, Clarissa (P.S. Ice cream! I do so appologize for the spazzo answers. You should be able to read between the lines. I tried my hardest to rhyme and make it a poem. It didn't work.) RAWR Liang, I heart you. You have a glitter bubble named Gwen. You make me wanna do realy stupid things. I think it's your fingernails. they're soooo SILLY. You should grow a tree out of your head. Someday I will make a smoothie of just you n me!. You + me = WAFFLES! Fruits! Lalalala forever!. If I saw you now I'd SQUEEE and hug ya! I want to penguin you. I would build a sandcastle for you. If I could sing you any song it would be OPERAAAA. We could SINGunder the stars. (Still havent done that man! March hols!.. or maybe.. sometime... haha) Love, APPLE (P.S. My charm bracelet has an Appl Charm on it. It's for you :D) My squishy Liang, I want to squish you. You have a awesome squishably nice disposition. You make me want to be squishy too. You should say squish when you're unhappy. Someday I will eventually squish your cheeks. You + me = squishy pals! If I saw you now I'd say how squishy you are. I want to make squishy a new cool word for you. I would build a squishy imaginary town with squishy people for you. If I could sing you any song it would be awfully squished. We could squish the grass under the stars. Love, MONICA (P.S. Guess what is my word of the moment!.) Hello Liang, I'm in the same school as you. You have a wonderful tolerance for being teased. You make me do this thing and I realise I'm the first guy to do so. You should probably stop reading this before your brain melts. Someday I will have to interview you for the newsletter because choir wins something shiny for syf. You + me(e) = That white noodle. If I saw you now I'd start wishing I'd never made this comment. I want to thank you. I would build a set of leg extensions for you. Just so you can tower over Asher. If I could sing you any song it would be from a kilometer away to spare you the agony. We could probably ramble about life under the stars. No, wait, that's just me rambling and your ears getting abused. Love, actually wasn't that bad a movie. Oh wait, this isn't the fill in the blanks thing anymore is it. Oh, right,uhm, Joel. (PS. Your MSN connection is always on the hob) Dear Liang, I love Robert Pattinson more than i love you. You have a head full of brown hair now. You make me want to sing all day about Robert Pattinson. You should join in my singing about Robert Pattinson. Someday I will bring you to meet my Robert Pattinson. You + me = Robert Pattinson. If I saw you now I'd wish I was really seeing Robert Pattinson. I want to print a photo of Robert Pattinson for you. I would build a houseful of Robert Pattinson stuff for you. If I could sing you any song it would be about Robert Pattinson. We could talk and gush about Robert Pattinson together under the stars. Love, hopeful lover of Robby Patty (P.S. I'm in love with Robby Patty, I'm sure you know.) holla Liang, I knight you. You have a mole. You make me shudder. You should remove the mole. Someday I will remove the mole for you. You + me = holey moley. If I saw you now I'd use tweezers to remove your mole. I want to de-mole-ify you. I would build a toilet bowl for you. If I could sing you any song it would be the beauty in ugly =). We could marvel at the size of your mole under the stars. Love, your friendly neighbourly, who insists he doesn't have a crush on you, doctor. (P.S. i think you have a mole growing on your mole.) YOURE NOT Liang, I POKER-DOT you WITH A BLACK MARKER. You have a WONDERFUL GLOW ABOUT YOU THAT I LOVE. You make me WANNA DANCE IN THE RAIN." you make me wanna call you in the middle of the night, you make me wanna hold you to the morning light... you make me wanna love, you make me wanna fall... you make me wanna just surrender my paw." You should GIVE YOUR FRIEND DIVINIA 1 MILLION BUCKS NOW. Someday I will COLOUR YOUR FACE IN PINK INK. You + me = ME + YOU. If I saw you now I'd DROP DEAD. (my name is gorgeous so if i drop dead i'll be called.:). ) I want to WANT you. I would build a FOREST for you.( too bad it's grown naturally, so i dont have to build it :)) If I could sing you any song it would be A SONG THAT WOULDNT BE IN TUNE - all the better to irritate you. We could CAMP under the stars. Love, I'M NOT DIVINIA. (P.S., an abbreviation for PLAZA SINGAPURA) I LOVE JASON MORE THAN YOU EVER WILL.
Ok. So I'm still a little bit (VERY VERY LITTLE bit) bitter about not seeing Jason Mraz. But HECK. I'm not going to say it wasn't good, because OBVIOUSLY HE'S ALWAYS GOOD. But I can say that while you guys are standing dumbfounded in the crowd when everyone's singing along, wondering (hell, I knew he was good, but not THAT good), well. I told you so.Ah well. Jasonmraz.com is selling Obama shirts! haha I think they're totally awesome, but I'm not that much of an Obama fan. Its not much of a crime here in Singapore, so heck.  Awseome No? But I kept browsing, and I found A FEW THINGS.  The Essential of all crazed Jason Mraz Fans, STICKERS to paste on every frickin thing you own. But I don't really want that. I do, however, want this.  His book of polaroids! (Shit, if he threw a polaroid into the crowd last night, I'm gonna scream.) AND MY ULTIMATE FAVOURITE:  Wheee! Its a Button! And its condom packet shaped! (: Hahaha someone GET THIS FOR ME, and I promise I'll wear it for the whole of THAT DAY. [EDIT: hahahaha I just realized its NON-LUBRICATED] Anyway, to change the topic 360degrees, today is the day Benita comes home with her lovely parents! And also, the confinement lady from who knows where comes to stay with us. And frankly, it disturbs me. Better keep my doors locked 24/7. Benny's Day.
Yesterday was the day to remember that beautiful things still come into our lives everyday. Yesterday was the day when it hit closer to home, or more accurately, to family.Welcome to the world, Teh Yuanling Benita!   My brother was perpetually excited yesterday, as I arrived before Sunsun came back. The post-birth syndrome, he was confined to his room scrolling through his camera looking at videos and pictures of his beloved daughter on one hand, and messaging EVERYONE about his daughter's arrival on his other hand, just like the dedicated "tech-geek" he is. Hehe. But as his wife was wheeled back into the room, and later on when they brought her in for the first feeding attempt, you could see him glow and glow and glow. Every person to step into the room fell into the trap of fatherly pride and repetitions of every picture taken in the one hour or so that he spent with his little daughter. He held tired Sunsun's hand with a tenderness that probably showed more love than numerous kisses could ever match. In short, it was beautiful, and I am so proud of them (: She is so tiny! Weighing at around 2.44kg, she's a little sight to see, when she makes little sounds and opens her big eyes (double eyelids!) to look around. She has the Teh family nose, the BIG one, haha but as she grows I'll pinch it as much as I can ;) I haven't seen her today, but I'm on my brother's com now in the hospital, so I'll probably see her later. Whee! Oh! and today IS Alevel results day. All the best everyone! I saw my mother tongue results, and I swear I was SHOCKED. Lol. And Mr Lim's attempt to keep the results to the last minute as we sign was... futile. Sorry Mr Lim. save a little something for me too
 Another day wasted by not studying, thanks to the evils of ill-discipline. Sigh. But I agree with Aaron. Rachael Yamagata❤ Brown eyes will you wait for me to follow? I'm used to letting everyone down. I've seen your face in our shadow, Does it look as pretty in the light? Will you save me from myself? dedication
Frick. How many 12 year old's have you seen with this much conviction and assertion? It almost makes me ashamed of my own youths, and the other youths I know. It makes us almost infantile, and even at this age, we are indifferent to the world around us, plagued, blinded even, by the rat-race of education and career. Or is it that, when we were young, we were never taught that we could make a difference? Severn Suzuki spoke at the the Earth Summit in Rio de Janeiro in 1992, before the UN delegates. In 1993, she published her first book Tell the World, about environmental steps for families. In the same year, she was honoured in the United Nations Environment Programme's Global 500 Roll of Honour. At age 22, she worked on Kofi Annan's Advisory Panel for the World Summit on Sustainable Development in 2002 in Johannesburg, South Africa. Oh, and a little extra knowledge for you History Students (; your kisses taste like candaaay.
Once I got home from mugging at shaw with MonicaGabbySara, instead of doing my work, I Photoshopped! I'm so proud, yet ashamed of myself. Eh.   Oh! And for the first time today I tried to put on a contact, which took me HALF AN HOUR to do. Sigh. I never knew my eye was so hard. It freaks me out immensely. That done... Its a very Fiest Moment. Then kind of moment when you just close your eyes and dance that crazy dance with the one you love, and giggles and smiles tossed into the air like silver confetti (: Its a bit to soon to miss you, I think. That said, I do. screwy
Haha I just realized I completely forgot to put this on my blog! SIGH and I'm so so SORRY monica ): Shit if you actually get into trouble, I'll put a sign on my back all day that says "I OWE MONICA BIG". ): time means nothing.
PhotoSPAM:1. Our sudden impulse to have donuts. 24 glorious mini-donuts, with 12 flavours, 2 of each (:   2. IKEA today with "those crazy people".   "These crazy people..." 3. My new little friend from IKEA! A little hippo called dippo, posing graciously with a pencil. With intended connotations(:  Why all this now? Because I refuse to do my history homework, even if it means I can't sleep tonight. Sigh. Leaving isn't quite the same, he said to me, As running away If you're scared or tired of what you're scared of Well, why should you stay? He loved to say goodbye, And always counted out the time Until he was free, to get up and leave To learn how to breathe Again Slipping out to have a cigarette with someone else that he'd never met Asks her if, by the way, would she like to run away and try to forget? Or just not to stay, to leave without saying why To get up and go To catch the last train To get in some car And drive out again To never come back this way And have to say goodbye I'll see you next week dear. |