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(:
Monday, August 31, 2009
looks like falling stars will just keep falling..
sometimes you just wonder if you ever grow up and learn from your mistakes.
used to be that i'd just say whatever i thought, in all my innocence.
you just don't think before you say anything, girl.
so i tried. i stopped saying anything i thought would be hurtful or insensitive.
looks like it never works anyway;
doubt just works its way into wherever it can.
yeah, you just don't think before you say anything, stupid girl.
perhaps i should just go all out and hide everything i have to say
perhaps stock answers are just what people are looking for
perhaps, like how certain lit teachers mark lit essays, they're not looking for your perspective at all; they're asking you to echo theirs.
perhaps.
before someone tells me -
dammit, you really don't think before you speak, you IDIOT.
sometimes i feel like i'm haunted by doubt and fear; and they appear when i least expect them to
or maybe it's just me
for i'm extremely vulnerable to emotional highs and lows these few days
then again, does that even matter already. 7:15 pm
Monday, August 31, 2009
looks like falling stars will just keep falling..
sometimes you just wonder if you ever grow up and learn from your mistakes.
used to be that i'd just say whatever i thought, in all my innocence.
you just don't think before you say anything, girl.
so i tried. i stopped saying anything i thought would be hurtful or insensitive.
looks like it never works anyway;
doubt just works its way into wherever it can.
yeah, you just don't think before you say anything, stupid girl.
perhaps i should just go all out and hide everything i have to say
perhaps stock answers are just what people are looking for
perhaps, like how certain lit teachers mark lit essays, they're not looking for your perspective at all; they're asking you to echo theirs.
perhaps.
before someone tells me -
dammit, you really don't think before you speak, you IDIOT.
sometimes i feel like i'm haunted by doubt and fear; and they appear when i least expect them to
or maybe it's just me
for i'm extremely vulnerable to emotional highs and lows these few days
then again, does that even matter already.
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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