tiny dancer

watched get smart with bliss daniel and daniel's friend!
SO FUNNY OKAY I PROMISE YOU I HAVEN'T LAUGHED SO HARD IN A ZILLION YEARS
hahahah, go watch it please! i smiled all the way back home heh.

my classmates are so cute okay.
wafflegang's jasmine was late as usual, and ryna&deanna forgot to bring their calculatorrrrr
PLEASE BRING YOUR DICTIONARY TOMORROW RYNA IF YOU'RE READING!


mmmmmmmm i've been watching reruns of friends
and i found prison break incredibly boring, so much so i jumped to the last episode
michelle wants to get skates, so do i!
i miss chmel oon, girlygirl sessions..........
DEATH CAB TICKETS ON SALE TMR!!!


well, i had a conversation about leadership with mommy this morning, because she said that in a crowd there's always this person who stands out and steps out to be a leader, only those will be successful.
and i've concluded that i do not want to be one, perhaps because i know i do not have the qualities, and perhaps simply because i've no desire to be one. somehow, we're all shaped to believe that we should be leaders of tomorrow, as we're shipped of to leadership camps and the works. but what if, not all of us are supposed to be leaders in the first place? a leader is nothing without his/her strong pillars supporting a leader, neither would a team be successful without a dynamic, quick-on-feet leader. i would be proud to work for somebody if i feel that i made a difference, made an impact to change things, to make things better, and standing out doesn't equate to becoming a leader. the next time we feel out of place for not being picked captain, well it's really okay. (:

you're happy, i like that.

after the boys of summer have gone

"i don't understand what happened to our love
but baby when i get you back i'm gonna show you what i'm made of..."


hahah, the ataris' cover of boys of summer just makes me wanna sit in a convertible and screeeaaaaaaaaaam.
so, i'm having exams
taboo subject thankyou
anyway, a list of non-sense-list-of-things-i-feel-like-mentioning

1.ithinkthatjohnathanrhysmeyersisverycute

2.i won a cd hamper on radio yesterday hahahahahah

3.i can't walk my dog. she just refuses to move. i can walk her, and she'll just sit her royal behind on the middle of the road, and i feel like crying because everytime a car comes my BP goes up to 180.

4.my family is reeeeaaaaally awesome!

5.my brother's girlfriend is a really good tutor

6.missed my classmates, heh.
awrh, wafflegang.

7.but i'm missing my IPs too. M & G i haven't seen you guys in forever!

8.BLOWER'S DAUGHTER IS PLAAAAAYINGGGGGG

9.ishouldbemugging

10.hmmmmm what should i have for lunch.

11.i shall run 4 click later! (pffft)

12.i'm really talking trash now aren't i

13.i'm not going to stop here cause i don't like 13

14.hugh laury sounds bad with his natural accent

15.sometimes when i read my history notes i pretend that i'm a russian lady selling bread

16.travel

17.skate

18.movies

19.DCFCCCCCCCCCCCC

jolted up from bed at midnight due to mil's call
we started gushing about DCFC
and as usual i couldn't understand 1/2 of what she was talking about
so after alot of hems and haws pretending to know and acknowledge, and a couple of huhs
all settled! we're going we're going
went for PW meeting this morning at PS
missed them quite abit i realised :)
had lunch with mom, we're good now, and she's good.

random stuff that happened, while i was on the laptop, a bat just flew past me and it took me 4 seconds approximately before i started yelping for aunty delia
i do that pretty often now because i freeload so often at home, and when hershey jumps on me, she's my height and i can't do anything so i end up calling for aunty-rescue
my dog ate a mini tennis ball by the way, but that's beside the point.


EVERLONG'S PLAYING NOW!!!
AHHH SO NICE.

yup. okay, i need to skate.
im wheeless at the moment and i returned YH's wheels along with my bearings, i mean literally bearings. i'm safely sane (: so i think.



Like A Candle


You stand tall and proud,
You carry the flame
Self sacrificing in every drip,
They don't know your pain

There's only so much you can take
Why can't you save yourself for your own sake
There's only so long you can live
Not all of yourself you can give

The wax is dripping
The tears are falling
Nobody hears you calling
Nobody sees you falling

They treat you disposable
As they shackle you to be at their disposal

my current favourite ice-cream flavours are green tea ice-cream, cookies and cream and milk tea respectively.
i like 3 syllable words.
i like to bake, but i don't like to eat baked products.
i like craft, but i do not like art. (the drawing, sketching, the whole works)
i drift to a temporary self delusion that i'm a bohemian hippie living in 1967 whilst listening to woodstock era songs.
i like eric clapton better in cream than i do now.
muse makes me angsty.
i don't take a particular fancy to ballads, similarly yet not, i do not take a liking to heavy metal.
i wonder very much if rockstars mean the words they say, they're pure poetry on stage, but off...
i have a fantasy of making an intriguing, life-changing friend on the bus.
i like cars very much and i intend on owning a Jeep, but i have no intention to drive.
i do not like chocolate.
i always think that the grass is greener on the other side.




heh. i might very well just plant this whole chunk in on the next personality questionnaire i have to complete.

Wanderlust

pack your things it's time to go
somewhere with mountains somewhere with snow
leave everything behind
maybe out there, something better we'll find

we'll leave the warm streetlights
warm and inconspicuous they keep
we'll leave the safe nightlife
boring and unexciting we weep
we'll leave the flavours
all four packed into one

all these treasures
all we shun

honey it's a bittersweet life here
"too perfect!" we fear

kids, anarchy? don't bother to try
a day without your comfy little beds, my oh my.

i don't deny my wanderlust
but these words, do trust
nowhere out there like here,
but no one in here likes here.





Identity Issues


describe yourself, the paper demands
what's your personality?
what's your style?
inner being intruded, as i interrogate myself
over its commands

"it's to help you find yourself" an class "A" excuse

i don't fathom everyone to be that narcissistic
to have themselves as their muse

why should it be known what we think we are
decide our strengths and weaknesses

perhaps goals are acceptable, but to colour ourselves
in at a tender age as such,
that's going too far

whatever happened to nature
that beautiful course
the wonder and mystery of growing up
oh, it's all outdated, of course.

open the colouring book
pencil in the marks and splash the myriad of shades in
"this is me! this is me!" sixteen year old
Mary proudly proclaims
but precious, there's so much you haven't seen.