song of the moment: Because You Live - Jesse McCartney
make me feel worthy again.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Saturday, November 21, 2009
CHARLIE; jetaime...
COALs, sadly, is over... but i'll never forget the experiences, the bonds, the friendships, the DANCING :D
INSTRUCTORS,
thank you guys.
so, so much.
you guys were always there for us
to encourage
to reprimand
to laugh
to help
even though we weren't always at our best.
CHARLIE,
i don't know if it was the work of a higher being,
but i ended up with you guys,
through the misplacement of my form.
haha.
though at first, i know,
i was quite the asshole,
you guys were always so nice to me.
and for that,
i am very grateful.
well, we've come so far,
and this is how it ends-
BEST CAMPFIRE AWARD.
you guys were so good,
even dancers were jealous ^^
so yeah, even though opportunities may be super slim,
keep dancing B)
(wriggling counts, too. HAHA)
through thick and thin (and sewing), i must say, we were always there for each other;
so yeah, my love goes out to all of you,
and lastly, keep the faith..
and remember this: carpe diem-seize the day;
one day, charlie the monkey (or monkeys, actually) shall rule the world.
'cos we are ZAI
yeah, baby.
INSTRUCTORS,
thank you guys.
so, so much.
you guys were always there for us
to encourage
to reprimand
to laugh
to help
even though we weren't always at our best.
CHARLIE,
i don't know if it was the work of a higher being,
but i ended up with you guys,
through the misplacement of my form.
haha.
though at first, i know,
i was quite the asshole,
you guys were always so nice to me.
and for that,
i am very grateful.
well, we've come so far,
and this is how it ends-
BEST CAMPFIRE AWARD.
you guys were so good,
even dancers were jealous ^^
so yeah, even though opportunities may be super slim,
keep dancing B)
(wriggling counts, too. HAHA)
through thick and thin (and sewing), i must say, we were always there for each other;
so yeah, my love goes out to all of you,
and lastly, keep the faith..
and remember this: carpe diem-seize the day;
one day, charlie the monkey (or monkeys, actually) shall rule the world.
'cos we are ZAI
yeah, baby.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Fireproof.
Love Is Not A Fight - Warren Barfield
Love is not a place
To come and go as we please
It's a house we enter in
And then commit to never leave
So lock the door behind you
Throw away the key
We'll work it out together
Let it bring us
To our knees
Love is a shelter in a raging storm
Love is peace in the middle of a war
And if we try to leave may God send angels to guard the door
No, love in not a fight...but it's something worth fighting for
To some love is a word
That they can fall into
But when their falling out
keeping their word is hard to do
Love is a shelter in a raging storm
Love is peace in the middle of a war
And if we try to leave may God send angels to guard the door
No, love is not a fight...but it's something worth fighting for
Love will come to save us
If we'll only call
He will ask nothing from us
But demand we give our all
Love is a shelter in a raging storm
Love is peace in the middle of a war
And if we try to leave may God send angels to guard the door
No, love is not a fight... but it's something worth fighting for
Yes, I will fight for you
Would you fight for me?
It's worth fighting for, baby.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Unloved.
feeling so unloved right now.
seriously, i know you do.
but seriously, try to remember stuff i say okay?
and seriously, don't compare. it annoys the hell out of me.
seriously, my attitude is screwed.
seriously, i know you do.
but seriously, try to remember stuff i say okay?
and seriously, don't compare. it annoys the hell out of me.
seriously, my attitude is screwed.
triple science people, TRIPLE SCIENCE.
my biggest regret?
not being able to do lit.
then again, i don't fancy killing my hands.
then again, i'll miss out on the UK LIT TRIP.
then again, i don't have the cash for that.
so, then again, my regret will "shrink".
then again, school ain't all about whatcha wanna do.
my biggest regret?
not being able to do lit.
then again, i don't fancy killing my hands.
then again, i'll miss out on the UK LIT TRIP.
then again, i don't have the cash for that.
so, then again, my regret will "shrink".
then again, school ain't all about whatcha wanna do.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Blackwood Farm
"The young are eternally desperate... And books, they offer one hope- that a whole new universe might open up from between the covers, and falling into that new universe, one is saved."
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-Lestat,
Blackwood Farm
How true, people, how true...
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..
...
..
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streaming posting results tomorrow. don't wish me luck, 'cos i don't know what i'm hoping to luck out on, exactly. hah hah.
btw, picking up the pieces is pretty challenging.
random musings:
1.dragonboating was super fun.
2.i didn't end up getting a tan/sunburn.
3. the sunblock turned out to be effective.
4.i need a new blogskin.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
okay this is seriously pretty accurate:
http://horoscopes.aol.tarot.com/astrology/horoscopes/zodiac-signs/?sign=aries
cca tmr. campfire item choreo-ing with irene tmr.
darn, should have wrapped my new purchases earlier.
oh well. waking up at 7.30 tmr.
must, nicole. MUST.
http://horoscopes.aol.tarot.com/astrology/horoscopes/zodiac-signs/?sign=aries
cca tmr. campfire item choreo-ing with irene tmr.
darn, should have wrapped my new purchases earlier.
oh well. waking up at 7.30 tmr.
must, nicole. MUST.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Tonight I Wanna Cry
Alone in this house again tonight
I got the TV on, the sound turned down and a bottle of wine
There's pictures of you and I on the walls around me
The way that it was and could have been surrounds me
I'll never get over you walkin' away
I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self control
But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain
To Hell with my pride let it fall like rain
From my eyes
Tonight I wanna cry
Would it help if i turned a sad song on
"All By Myself" would sure hit me hard now that you're gone
Or maybe unfold some old yellow lost love letters
It's gonna hurt bad before it gets better
But I'll never get over you by hidin' this way
I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self control
But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain
To Hell with my pride let it fall like rain
From my eyes
Tonight I wanna cry
I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self control
But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain
To Hell with my pride let it fall like rain
From my eyes
Tonight I wanna cry
Keith Urban
I got the TV on, the sound turned down and a bottle of wine
There's pictures of you and I on the walls around me
The way that it was and could have been surrounds me
I'll never get over you walkin' away
I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self control
But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain
To Hell with my pride let it fall like rain
From my eyes
Tonight I wanna cry
Would it help if i turned a sad song on
"All By Myself" would sure hit me hard now that you're gone
Or maybe unfold some old yellow lost love letters
It's gonna hurt bad before it gets better
But I'll never get over you by hidin' this way
I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self control
But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain
To Hell with my pride let it fall like rain
From my eyes
Tonight I wanna cry
I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self control
But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain
To Hell with my pride let it fall like rain
From my eyes
Tonight I wanna cry
Keith Urban
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
LOVE
WHAT IS LOVE?
Love is a slow kiss goodnight, It's anticipation.
Love is flirting outrageously and still remembering that the person at your side is not obligated to do anything, It's respect.
Love is an imperfection in your self not bothering you, it's acceptance.
Love is passing up an opportunity because the time isn't right yet, It's patience.
Love is a back massage that starts above the hairline and ends around the insoles, it's exploration.
Love doesn't have to say, "lets make love," because you know what the other person wants, it understands.
Love is being given an honest chance to say no when you thought you were committed, it's consideration.
Love is both of you remembering protection, it's responsibility.
Love is saying the perfect phrase to make a solemn embrace dissolve into giggles, it's humor.
Love is being told "stop and i'll kill you." It's desire.
Love is reviewing the damage to your living room and realizing personal effects are strewn in a clockwise pattern from the front door the to bedroom, it's abandonment.
Love is seeing what your love really looks like for the first time, it's truth.
Love is knowing what time it is and not caring, it's joy.
Love is the arms around you tightening their embrace, it's ecstasy.
Love is seeing a new side of a person you thought you knew, it's renewal.
Love is telling a person if you have to leave, you will let them sleep, and being told they would rather be woken, it's tenderness.
Love is waking up to find the subject of the dream you were having asleep on your shoulder, it's where fantasy meets reality.
Love is being there to wake your lover slowly, it's sensuousness.
Love belatedly knows why you bothered to buy a queen-sized bed three years ago, it's practicality.
Love is two people only taking up a third of a queen-sized bed, it's closeness.
Love knows you gave the extra set of keys to your apartment to the right person, its trust.
Love is saying good-bye and knowing you will be back by mutual consent, its faith.
Love is stretching your arms and discovering the real meaning of the word "sore" it's a lesson in human frailty.
Love is opening your medicine cabinet finding your tube of toothpaste turned into a pretzel, it's adaptation.
Love is sitting at the window, looking out and remembering who you were with the night before, it's reflection.
Love is hearing the weather forecast for a winter storm and wishing you could spend it in bed with your lover, it's loneliness.
Love is stories that will never be told, it's personal.
- Unknown
Love is a slow kiss goodnight, It's anticipation.
Love is flirting outrageously and still remembering that the person at your side is not obligated to do anything, It's respect.
Love is an imperfection in your self not bothering you, it's acceptance.
Love is passing up an opportunity because the time isn't right yet, It's patience.
Love is a back massage that starts above the hairline and ends around the insoles, it's exploration.
Love doesn't have to say, "lets make love," because you know what the other person wants, it understands.
Love is being given an honest chance to say no when you thought you were committed, it's consideration.
Love is both of you remembering protection, it's responsibility.
Love is saying the perfect phrase to make a solemn embrace dissolve into giggles, it's humor.
Love is being told "stop and i'll kill you." It's desire.
Love is reviewing the damage to your living room and realizing personal effects are strewn in a clockwise pattern from the front door the to bedroom, it's abandonment.
Love is seeing what your love really looks like for the first time, it's truth.
Love is knowing what time it is and not caring, it's joy.
Love is the arms around you tightening their embrace, it's ecstasy.
Love is seeing a new side of a person you thought you knew, it's renewal.
Love is telling a person if you have to leave, you will let them sleep, and being told they would rather be woken, it's tenderness.
Love is waking up to find the subject of the dream you were having asleep on your shoulder, it's where fantasy meets reality.
Love is being there to wake your lover slowly, it's sensuousness.
Love belatedly knows why you bothered to buy a queen-sized bed three years ago, it's practicality.
Love is two people only taking up a third of a queen-sized bed, it's closeness.
Love knows you gave the extra set of keys to your apartment to the right person, its trust.
Love is saying good-bye and knowing you will be back by mutual consent, its faith.
Love is stretching your arms and discovering the real meaning of the word "sore" it's a lesson in human frailty.
Love is opening your medicine cabinet finding your tube of toothpaste turned into a pretzel, it's adaptation.
Love is sitting at the window, looking out and remembering who you were with the night before, it's reflection.
Love is hearing the weather forecast for a winter storm and wishing you could spend it in bed with your lover, it's loneliness.
Love is stories that will never be told, it's personal.
- Unknown
Sunday, October 25, 2009
my mom chain-mailed me this. read it. it's good for you:
I Love You, Mom……
My mom only had one eye.
I hated her... She was such an embarrassment.
She cooked for students & teachers to support the family.
There was this one day during elementary school when my mom came to say
hello to me.
I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me?
I ignored her, threw her a hateful look and ran out.
The next day at school one of my classmates said, "EEEE, your mom only has
one eye!"
I wanted to bury myself. I also wanted my mom to just disappear.
I confronted her that day and said, "If you're only gonna make me a
laughing stock, why don't you just die?"
My mom did not respond....
I didn't even stop to think for a second about what I had said, because I
was full of anger.
I was oblivious to her feelings. I wanted out of that house, and have
nothing to do with her.
So I studied real hard, got a chance to go abroad to study.
Then, I got married.I bought a house of my own.
I had kids of my own. I was happy with my life, my kids and the comforts.
Then one day, my Mother came to visit me.
She hadn't seen me in years and she hadn’t even met her grandchildren.
When she stood by the door, my children laughed at her, and I yelled at her
for coming over uninvited. I screamed at her, "How dare you come to my
house and scare my children!"
GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!"
And to this, my mother quietly answered, "Oh, I'm so sorry. I may have
gotten the wrong address."
And she disappeared out of sight....
One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house.
So I lied to my wife that I was going on a business trip.
After the reunion, I went to the old shack just out of curiosity.
My neighbours said that she had died.
I did not shed a single tear.
They handed me a letter that she had wanted me to have.
I read ….
"My dearest son,
I think of you all the time. I'm sorry that I came to your house and scared
your children.
I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion.
But I may not be able to even get out of bed to see you.
I'm sorry that I was a constant embarrassment to you when you were growing
up.
You see......... when you were very little, you got into an accident, and
lost your eye.
As a mother, I couldn't stand watching you having to grow up with one eye.
So I gave you mine.
I was so proud of you my son who was seeing a whole new world for me, in my
place, with that eye.
With all my love,
Your mom”
“I love you, Mom ….. I love you, Mom” I cried … but it’s too late ….. now I
live in deep regret … for I know that there will never be closure in my life … ever …
Saturday, October 24, 2009
many thanks...
CHARLIE, thanks for being such a great group. you guys are the most awesome-est bunch ever, so let's jiayou for campfire and camp okay? and dragonboating too :D
INSTRUCTORS, you three (plus one) are really great; thanks so much for teaching us all that good stuff...and for the dinner. heehee :D
Joey, thanks for picking up the pieces. Let's hope that we really "pick up where we left off".
goodnight.
song of the moment: Stupid Boy - Keith Urban
INSTRUCTORS, you three (plus one) are really great; thanks so much for teaching us all that good stuff...and for the dinner. heehee :D
Joey, thanks for picking up the pieces. Let's hope that we really "pick up where we left off".
goodnight.
song of the moment: Stupid Boy - Keith Urban
Sunday, October 18, 2009
hey guys... it's such a sad time...
unfortunately, i don't have any more space left in my shelf, and i don't exactly read them anymore... so i'm posting some books here. if you guys want, you can buy from me (prices definitely negotiable, and very low) or you could do a book swap (provided i want the book lah, duh ;P).... whatever's not taken will probably be sold tomorrow, so just tell me, even if you're gonna sleep it over, yeah?
'kay, here they are:
note:
peace out.
unfortunately, i don't have any more space left in my shelf, and i don't exactly read them anymore... so i'm posting some books here. if you guys want, you can buy from me (prices definitely negotiable, and very low) or you could do a book swap (provided i want the book lah, duh ;P).... whatever's not taken will probably be sold tomorrow, so just tell me, even if you're gonna sleep it over, yeah?
'kay, here they are:
- The Mediator, Book 2: High Stakes - Meg Cabot
- The Mediator, Book 3: Mean Spirits -Meg Cabot
- The Mediator, Book 5: Grave Doubts - Meg Cabot
- The Princess Diaries, Volume V (5): Princess in Pink - Meg Cabot
- The Princess Diaries, Voume VI (6): Princess in Training - Meg Cabot
Vampire Beach Book 1: Bloodlust - Alex DuvalThanks Laura! :D
- Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Keep Me in Mind - Joss Whedon (this is one of them "choose your desired path" books)
- Charmed, Book 23: Inherit the Witch - Constance M. Burge
- Half Moon Investigations - Eoin Colfer
- Diary of a Wimpy Kid Book 3: The Last Straw - Jeff Kinney
- Beacon Street Girls Book 1: Worst Enemies/Best Friends - Annie Bryant
- Animal Jokes with Glen Singleton
- 三国演义
note:
- the titles may differ for the mediator series, cos of different publishers, but don't worry, i have linked correctly :D
- the covers of bloodlust and half moon investigations on the site are different from the ones i have, so you can ask me for pics :)
peace out.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
okay, i forgot what i was supposed to blog about earlier on. haha.
i realised, (for a while now), that i have books that i wanna get rid of.
i won't start a blogshop or anything like that, haha,
but i will post it here. soon. yeah.
it's always soon, isn't it?
oh, but one thing's for sure- new blogskin! :D
i realised, (for a while now), that i have books that i wanna get rid of.
i won't start a blogshop or anything like that, haha,
but i will post it here. soon. yeah.
it's always soon, isn't it?
oh, but one thing's for sure- new blogskin! :D
Thursday, October 15, 2009
EYE Fever
END-OF-YEAR EXAMINATIONS ARE OVER!!!!
finally.
it still feels unreal though...
i half expect to drag myself out of bed at freakin' five-thirty in the mornin' to lug and cram. heh.
sheesh.
i thought i could finally blog,
but i have to go buy dinner,
and also "dry-mop" my room (why? tell you later :wink:)
seeya peeps.
ps: still don't believe it.
lol.
finally.
it still feels unreal though...
i half expect to drag myself out of bed at freakin' five-thirty in the mornin' to lug and cram. heh.
sheesh.
i thought i could finally blog,
but i have to go buy dinner,
and also "dry-mop" my room (why? tell you later :wink:)
seeya peeps.
ps: still don't believe it.
lol.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
this could be a dedication, i guess... i don't know, we haven't talked in so long...
jumper - third eye blind
I wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend
You could cut ties with all the lies
That you've been living in
And if you do not want to see me again
I would understand
I would understand
The angry boy, a bit too insane
Icing over a secret pain
You know you don't belong
You're the first to fight
You're way too loud
You're the flash of light
On a burial shroud
I know something's wrong
Well everyone I know has got a reason
To say
Put the past away
I wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend
You could cut ties with all the lies
That you've been living in
And if you do not want to see me again
I would understand
I would understand
Well, he's on the table
And he's gone to code
And I do not think anyone knows
What they are doing here
And your friends have left
You've been dismissed
I never thought it would come to this
And I
I want you to know
Everyone's got to face down the demons
Maybe today
We can put the past away
I wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend
You could cut ties with all the lies
That you've been living in
And if you do not want to see me again
I would understand
I would understand
I would understand
Can you put the past away
I wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend
I would understand...
nice song nonetheless :)
jumper - third eye blind
I wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend
You could cut ties with all the lies
That you've been living in
And if you do not want to see me again
I would understand
I would understand
The angry boy, a bit too insane
Icing over a secret pain
You know you don't belong
You're the first to fight
You're way too loud
You're the flash of light
On a burial shroud
I know something's wrong
Well everyone I know has got a reason
To say
Put the past away
I wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend
You could cut ties with all the lies
That you've been living in
And if you do not want to see me again
I would understand
I would understand
Well, he's on the table
And he's gone to code
And I do not think anyone knows
What they are doing here
And your friends have left
You've been dismissed
I never thought it would come to this
And I
I want you to know
Everyone's got to face down the demons
Maybe today
We can put the past away
I wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend
You could cut ties with all the lies
That you've been living in
And if you do not want to see me again
I would understand
I would understand
I would understand
Can you put the past away
I wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend
I would understand...
nice song nonetheless :)
Saturday, September 12, 2009
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