We can be heroes, just for one day
Monday, March 27, 2006
everyone think she's so carefree, with not a worry in the world.
what do they know?
they think she's just weird, finding problems to worry about for no reasons.
but what do they know?
what do they know?
she's smart, she's beautiful, she's slim, she's slender, she's popular, she's loved.
she's not human.
joy's church was good. i enjoyed it alot. and i was really touched by God. especially when they asked us to split into pairs to pray for each other, and then joy prayed for wei jie and i, and when she prayed for me i really felt this surge of like, cold rush or something, like some kind of shiver that ran down my spine, and then suddenly i just started crying.. it was really good. thank you joy sim so much!
_______ pretty much sucks now. i hate it. dread going for it every morning. it's no fun anymore.
bands a little better, but so much more slacker. and im just getting so sick of playing the same songs again and again and again and again..
She's so lucky, she's a star. But she cry, cry, cries in her lonelyblogged at10:52 PM
heart, thinking. If there's nothing missing in my life. Then why do these tears
come at night. Lost in an image, in a dream. But there's no one there to wake
her up. And the world is spinning, and she keeps on winning. But tell me what
happens when it stops?They go…"Isn't she lovely, this Hollywood girl?"
Sunday, March 19, 2006
okay will any kind soul please help me with ss? i totally got a c5 last term and i really needa pull my marks up!blogged at7:33 PM
Saturday, March 18, 2006
i'm so sick and tired of all this.
and you're no help, playing with
him and i.
oh screw all this.
i've got no time for
your little mind games.i'm with him. right?
so why doesn't it feel like i am.blogged at11:52 PM
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
anw.
i havent done any of my hw yet. and yesterday i came home and slept until this morning. so rophi aiwee and rachel are coming to do english project. and david and nicol are coming to er.. do homework? or something along that line. haha.
so now you're gone, and i can breathe again. but it's so brief because soon you'll be back once more. just go away, leave me alone and don't be sore. i can't break free because you wont leave me be. i want to go the other way but guilt and friends are pushing me back. i don't want to hurt you, so please let's not get off track.
why can't we be friends, why can't we be friends, why can't we be friends?blogged at1:27 PM
Monday, March 06, 2006
Sunday, March 05, 2006
.i think there's no escaping that! says:
hmmm
.i think there's no escaping that! says:
but now you do right
.i think there's no escaping that! says:
what happens later
.i think there's no escaping that! says:
well
.i think there's no escaping that! says:
it will be taken care of later
.i think there's no escaping that! says:
=]
i think thats really true anw. haha.
blahblahblah.
moulin rouge rocks!
step by step, heart to heart, we never win, but the battle rages on, like toy soldiers..blogged at8:33 PM
Friday, March 03, 2006
i failed a maths test.
i cant play high G.
im gonna fail chemistry.
my father's annoying me.
my air con's not working.
I AM HOT AND BOTHERED. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.blogged at10:43 PM
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
cheryl's house was fun. i like her house. like hotel like that. with a big mirror.. for rachel to admire herself(: took many pictures today. lazy to upload. aiwee and i tried to take the reflection on the balcony door many times but failed. my phone sucks la lol. and we baked a cake. i can cut butter into pieces and seprate eggs! grace cooks weird egg white. like vomit like that. and shu sze's a slacker. came to eat only. haha. anyway. the cake was a flop. it was more like a pudding like that. our cake sunk instead of rising. i let my sister try some and she said it was weird. and my sister got c6 for a level chinese lol. the results came in today.
i don't like chemistry. i think that all the teachers love caleb wong la. i dont understand why. he's good at sucking up. and i did real badly for biology too. geesh. im gonna be like last in class. and to think i did so well last year. /:
nvm. i can do this! right.
band tmr. SIGH. i hate my junior(s). caspar is alright sometimes i guess.
i hate thursdays. three periods all the way. i wish there was three periods of recess too.blogged at10:00 PM
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