the best summer ever; because of you.
My first summer with you, was also the best.
For I learnt how to love, and how love feels like.
I had my first kiss, my first touch, my first hugs.
I learnt that to love someone, you learn to let them go.
I learnt that to love someone, you learn to let yourself go too; for them.
whispers of summer
her story
friends
birdsongs
memories
sunrays
sometimes what i want to say isn't apparent through what you just see(:
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
stress.
being terribly stressed out for 3 days in a row is lovely. sleeping past 2, anyone?
being stressed out since time immemorial is even more lovely.
but maybe i should stop complaning; stress should be characteristic of school by now.
then again, i worry.
excessively.
for people im not supposed to worry about. but i cant not worry; i care. i really do, even if i dont tell you. i can't. we all can't tell you that we see it, much as we want to. [i mean, whoever heard of giving your seniors an sl session?] maybe even the sec2s see it; i have a feeling that they do too. but most of us think whatever is being done is really really mean.
and really really obvious too. when your juniors start noticing schisms in your year, you should know; its gone far far beyond unnoticeable.
the ma'ams told us that yearmates are forever. that yearmates will always be your best friends till the end of time. we thought so too, because our year has never had any serious year problems for ages. we used to think that your year would be the best-est of friends ever, because that's what you were, ma'ams. we used to think so, until this.
and because of this, we're lost.
who wouldn't be, when the guiding light in front of them is suddenly flickering madly. we dont know what to do; we dont know what to say; we dont know how to help. we dont know both sides of the story, but she's your yearmate, after all.
its not fair to her.we worry for you; we cry for you, [at least, i do,] because we love you. and all we ask of you is to be how you were like before, ma'ams. 10:26 pm
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
stress. being terribly stressed out for 3 days in a row is lovely. sleeping past 2, anyone?
being stressed out since time immemorial is even more lovely.
but maybe i should stop complaning; stress should be characteristic of school by now.
then again, i worry.
excessively.
for people im not supposed to worry about. but i cant not worry; i care. i really do, even if i dont tell you. i can't. we all can't tell you that we see it, much as we want to. [i mean, whoever heard of giving your seniors an sl session?] maybe even the sec2s see it; i have a feeling that they do too. but most of us think whatever is being done is really really mean.
and really really obvious too. when your juniors start noticing schisms in your year, you should know; its gone far far beyond unnoticeable.
the ma'ams told us that yearmates are forever. that yearmates will always be your best friends till the end of time. we thought so too, because our year has never had any serious year problems for ages. we used to think that your year would be the best-est of friends ever, because that's what you were, ma'ams. we used to think so, until this.
and because of this, we're lost.
who wouldn't be, when the guiding light in front of them is suddenly flickering madly. we dont know what to do; we dont know what to say; we dont know how to help. we dont know both sides of the story, but she's your yearmate, after all.
its not fair to her.we worry for you; we cry for you, [at least, i do,] because we love you. and all we ask of you is to be how you were like before, ma'ams.
i'm just the girl in the corner, the girl with the wistful eyes;
jiaying
seventeen! but that'll change on 220910 xD
rafflesian
113'05, 210'06, 315'07, 415'08 10S03P!
redcrosser passed out;
tribunist [vchair yay :D] said farewell;
but i'll never forget those days(:
archer! :D
still a writer, yep.
save me...
absolutely deranged
chocoholic
shopaholic
complete psychotic
stress-hater
panicky [i'm serious.]
unfortunately, more often than not, a broken rose.
... before i drive myself mad.
je t'aime;
rgsrcy
tribune
rj archery!
writers' guild!
reading! xD
dancing <3!
singing
going on facebook and playing random games there HAHA
grand pianos [oh, nothing beats a grand!]
black; pink; chocolate brown :D
astronomy; knitting; archeryyy(:
pool; bridge; mahjong! xD
chemistry! [favourite subject (:]
needless to say, we must never leave out the two essences of life, chocolate and shopping! i can never do without
them hahaha(x
for all life is a dream, and dreams themselves are only dreams;
ra science nahh no chance alr. but nevermind(:
>3.6 gpa [HAHA YES I DID IT FOR SECTHREE!(:]
tribune chair vchair's good enough. and in any case, my term's over anyway.
>3.6 SECFOUR gpa! YES I DID IT AGAIN! :D
rj chem ra! thank God i got in! :D
or uwc nordic! didn't apply; decided that specialising in sciences was the wiser choice, given my inaptitude
for humanities ><
rj dance! street/intl also can :D :Dbut nevermind, because rj archery pwns all now!
not forgetting the typical wish for world peace, duh. (:
and i wish i could have him. or at least, if we're not meant to be, someone to love
and to love me back. &it's true that love ends up being a battlefield sometimes, but it's still love; blessed
love.
for we were meant to last forever;
i find my paradise when you look me in the eyes-
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