11:51 am
fickle pickle
Girl, put your records on
these few days have seen me feeling dejected.
well, at least on the inside.
my family's dysfunctional.
no one talks to no one.
at least not anymore.
it's such an empty home.
on top of all that are promos.
commitments.
chores.
waking early.
sleeping late.
i am tired.
but thankGod there's music.
so i can just forget whatever's going on.
and this is what i should tell myself..
-put your records on.
(corinne bailey rae) Three little birds, sat on my window.
And they told me I don't need to worry.
Summer came like cinnamon
So sweet,
Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.
Maybe sometimes, we got it wrong, but it's alright
And nothing seems to change, and it all will stay the same.
Oh, don't you hesitate.
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.
Blue as the sky, sombre and lonely,
Sipping tea in the bar by the road side,
(just relax, just relax)
Don't you let those other boys fool you,
Gotta love that awful hairdo.
Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it's alright
The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change.
Don't you think it's strange?
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.
Just more than I could take, pity for pity's sake
Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger
When you gonna realise, that you don't even have to try any longer.
Do what you want to.
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
Oh, You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.
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oh dear Lord, see me through this rain.
9:49 pm
fickle pickle
give me some drive.
righto!
so it was luthfi's birthday yesterday.
haha.
seems like most of my entries are about birthdays.
ohwell,birthdays are happy yappy days :)
i like.
so here are more more more more PHOTOS!!! :D
let's see..ah!the benchwarmers! HAHA :D
and here we have a closer look at what they're doing..looking tired&bored no doubt.
the future prime minister.no shit.teehee :) i love you christy!
and they're all running after a..
UFO! heehee.nah,it's just a frisbee.
say hi to team inba.HOHO!
luthfi pimps.i'll send this photo to your momma. x))
he grins at the candle.hurhur.
and luthfi blows the candle!aint he cute! ((:
and of course, the CLASS PHOTO!!!
so updating on todayy..
well,pretty much nothing again.
hahah.
oh,and i want to make a special mention to nicole.
thankyou.for running with me.
i really wldn't have found the drive to push myself.
haha.yeap.
take care world,
let's pray that everyone sleeps sound tonight.
10:22 pm
fickle pickle
national day eve.
don't you find it ridiculous to celebrate national day in school
by walking to mcRitchie reservoir then going home?
rhetorical.
well,guess the whole idea might sound silly and a total waste of time,
it was still kinda fun in the end.
our class decided to overtake all the other class in the walk.
:)
thenn,we went out to eat at seoul garden after that.
more pictures found in huixin's blog :))
met few of the odacers after lunch and we just talked alot..
haha,headed to city hall to watch the fireworks later on.
and like every other kiddy in awe,
i can only manage to say pretty.
hahah.
ah well,
had a great but tiring time,nonetheless.
celebrated michael's birthday too :D
HAPPY BIRTHDAYY!!!!
"wo jiu xi huan!"
2:09 pm
fickle pickle
my gratitude
i feel a sudden compulsion to thank everyone.
thank everyone for everything.
for existing.
for just being you.
for care.
for concern.
for smiles.
for hugs.
for greetings.
for food.
for drinks.
for clothes.
for air.
for family.
for friends.
for love.
for support.
for encouragement.
for faith.
for not forgetting me.
for standing by.
well,to all that have bestowed me with all these gifts.
a universe of heartfelt thanks. :)
can't say how much i appreciate it.
it's things like these that make living bearable.
and even to the passing faces in my life.
thankyou.
and of course,
most importantly,
thankyou God.
and to all those who tagged recently..
benn,jiaqi,tiff and others,
thankYou, :)
it has meant a million.
STILL means a million. :)
and i have read countless of your entries.
followed a segment of your emotions and thoughts.
and everytime,i never fail to come back to read.
somehow,i find myself drawn.
and though i have never really seen you,
i have felt faintly,perhaps,what you have been feeling.
i wouldn't really call it sympathy or empathy.
but it's just a feeling i get.
inexplicable,i suppose.
many a times,i have thought of leaving a comfort note.
but just never got round to do it..
i guess it was for fear.
for fear that i'd get found out.
maybe if i didn't know him and met you on a different basis,
maybe we would have really hit off.
maybe.
but circumstances never fail to hinder things.
well,just maybe.
and i pray for you too.
that we all have better days.
do take care dear.
:)
11:38 pm
fickle pickle
'you don't know me, you don't wear my chains.'(augustana-Boston)
well well.
it's yet another day-home again.
i know i should have just pushed myself to school despite being ill.
but somehow, exhuastion always gets the better of me,
as i fall listlessly back on my bed.
i don't where to draw motivation from
and my self discipline can be considered null.
seniors' farewell last friday was pretty fun.
though i didn't get to stay for the entire event.
what a pity.
missed xazier's apparently amazing million dollar speech.
i guess i'll miss the seniors around..
it's this weird poignant feeling when a part of the group is missing.
and an inexplicable melancholy just hangs around in the air.
we'll hold the memories dear.
met delta later that night.
miss them gazillions.
it was just so fab to see them again,
and a hell of a din we made.
haha. :))
i miss those times.
though we may seem childish and unruly,
but we're just so caught up in our own little world of euphoria
that the people around seem to fade.
i miss the good ol' merry times.
and i love you,delta :))
some say we should move on
some say we should let go
some say we should look forward.
but i like turning back
looking back
and holding on to little pieces..
that reminds me of what i've been;
who we all were.
and so we call them memories. 
delta.
5:13 pm
fickle pickle