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About The Heart
Sunday, August 31, 2008/ 2:18 PM
![]() "I'm sorry, I tried. But I'm left with nothing, nothing except this heart. I know its not in the best condition, I know its been hurt for quite some time, but I also know it has survived me. It may not be enough for you, it's still worth a try, right? Even if it lasts you for one more day, or just one more minute, take it anyway. Because no matter how much it hurts me now, I hurt more when you hurt. Just needed you to know; my heart's yours, love. It has been, and it always will be." Labels: Compositions, Thoughts |
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Cupcake Gumdrops
Friday, August 29, 2008/ 9:49 PM
In some catharsis run tied in with a bid to prepare something nice for the last teachers day in RGS, we baked.
![]() Super cheng2gong1 can! Cupcakes were super super yummy :D 7 in all for the subject teachers. And cards with really random lame stuff in them. ![]() Yay Shyuan Jiau and I (This is such a funny photo) We're so pro its actually sellable (or so says Celene :D) Labels: Events, Food, Friends, Photos |
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Story of the Cigar Candy
Saturday, August 23, 2008/ 9:43 PM
It is, I repeat, not fun to be sick during the exam period. Not fun. Not fun at all. My brain's tuning out as I type this in a feeble attempt to get thoughts going, but it is as if there were some massive traffic jam (its more of a mental image of thoughts drowning in strawberry jam. Bloody jam, like they curse. Okay, anyway.) with cars running about in a hulabaloo on the jarring race route of my mind. And all the grey matter.
But in any case after sleeping at 2200, waking at 2300, sleeping at 0000, waking up at 0100, sleeping at 0245 waking up at 0330, I pretty much gave up on the attempts to sleep. Though seemingly small, this little decision made the rest for me; no studying, no walking in straight lines tomorrow. It was like my brain sneering, "You've screwed us up now we don't work anymore. Now's payback time you idiot!" While I whittle away in the depths of my doom, here's to the lot of you who're furiously mugging away; All the best for the exams. Take care of your brains, or they'll retaliate. Seriously. Goodnight, goodnight - Maroon 5 You left me hanging from a thread We once swung from together I lick my wounds But I can't ever see them getting better Some thing's gotta change Things cannot stay the same I'm sorry I did not mean to hurt my little girl It's beyond me I cannot carry the weight of the heavy world So goodnight, goodnight, Hope that things work out all right. Labels: Thoughts |
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Eventually
Wednesday, August 13, 2008/ 6:47 PM
"They say that losing the one you love is an extremely painful process."
"It is, but losing the one you love is something inevitable. Everyone will go through it, somehow, someday. Whether its death, whether its going away - people always leave. But love, love keeps things going. Love will lead the way, and it moves us in strange times. It makes us believe in hope, believe in the romantic. Love will keep us alive." "Love is but a double-edged blade. And its shredding me into tiny red ribbons. They say that losing the one you love is an extremely painful process, but do you know whats worse?" "..." "It's knowing you're about to lose that person, but not being able to do a single thing about it. And that's when love watches mercilessly as you cry, that's when love becomes torture - that's when love will kill you. Eventually." Labels: Thoughts |
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Delusion Angel
Sunday, August 10, 2008/ 11:11 PM
Daydream, delusion, limousine, eyelash
Oh baby with your pretty face Drop a tear in my wineglass Look at those big eyes See what you mean to me Sweet-cakes and milkshakes I'm a delusion angel I'm a fantasy parade I want you to know what I think Don't want you to guess anymore You have no idea where I came from We have no idea where we're going Latched in life Like branches in a river Flowing downstream Caught in the current I'll carry you You'll carry me That's how it could be Don't you know me? Don't you know me by now? - David Jewell Labels: Poetry |
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Inspire Run
Saturday, August 9, 2008/ 2:14 PM
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"They still love me."
Friday, August 1, 2008/ 11:15 PM
There were many days when she stared at the mirror, only to find a stranger staring back at her. It hurt most of the time, how the dentures across the right side of her jaw still protruded - or was it in her mind? There she was: her almond-shaped eyes, her taut figure, her petite mouth on that face. It was all hers, finally. Hers.
Like dice and dollars, they saw something in her. Something different in the ardent fervour which seemed to possess her entire being, something intriguing how much the desire of acceptance seemed to consume her soul, its flames still licking at the edges of her hardened will. And so they lifted her into the skies, where she blossomed in the castles of her sky. Most of days it was alright and the spotlight was enough to cast away the insecurities haunting her fragile mind. But when the darkness came, so did the reflections; the reflections in the mirror, the reflections in her mind. She wore the plastic perfect; but what about her? She quickly wiped away her tears, tearing herself away from the persistent questions marked in her mind, assuring herself - "It's okay, it's okay. They still love me." Just kindof thinking while waiting for the downloads to complete. P.S. I apologize for the incoherence if any; brain's not exactly functioning. Labels: Compositions, Thoughts |
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