speaking of my brother, he was just made drum major. hmmm. i dunno what they see in him, but still, i'm more than a little proud of him. way to go, vin! haha.(:
Looking from a window above
It's like a story of love
Can you hear me
Came back only yesterday
We're moving farther away
Want you near me
All I needed was the love you gave
All I needed for another day
And all I ever knew
Only you
Sometimes when I think of your name
When it's only a game
And I need you
Listen to the words that you say
It's getting harder to stay
When I see you
All I needed was the love you gave
All I needed for another day
And all I ever knew
Only you
All I needed was the love you gave
All I needed for another day
And all I ever knew
Only you
All I needed was the love you gave
All I needed for another day
And all I ever knew
Only you
This is gonna take a long time
And I wonder what's mine
Can't take no more
Wonder if you'll understand
It's just the touch of your hand
Behind the closed door
All I needed was the love you gave
All I needed for another day
And all I ever knew
Only you
i've had enough. i'm more than ready to tear the friggin friggin NMR notes into small small tiny little pieces and flush them down the toilet bowl. argh.
a few days ago during pc lesson mr harris was talking about te differences between texts written in old english and modern english. one was classical references, ie. they refer to the moon Diana instead of well, moon. that's for the romans. i've came across such text, but the greeks seem to be different. i mean, i've never read anything going like, " O Cynthia, how dost thou shine so brightly in the velvety night skies." or sth like that right.
again i'm feeling that sense of inferiority. i've tried and tried and tried until i got to a point where i can't even be bothered to try anymore. obviously i got guilty but somewhere along i've made peace with myself and told myself its okay. but now i find that i'm not as indifferent as i thought was. and its starting to bug me. argh i really hate this. i don't know why but i feel so cheated. okays this is starting to sound funny. i shall just stop.
flush flush flush! ahh. psychological therapy.
Hot damn. Artem and melissa's paso doble is reaally good. rarr.
the greeks are so biased.
haha. okays this was just a random thought. and my pc lesson was on tuesday, so you can see how slowly my brain works. oh wells.
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i can't help but feel suspicious. argh. well it isn't my fault. i did try. but i guess it jsut wasn't good enough. nth's ever good enough, i suppose.
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i lost a book a few weeks ago. or maybe it had been months. there was this sudden urge to find that book and read it, so i hunted it down in my cupboard and found out that it wasn't there. looked everywhere but i still couldn't find it. argh. its so sad. its such a sad thing losing a book, and it was a good book with a real good beautifully woven plot. sigh.
i am just wondering how nice it would be if i had all the money in the world and be able to buy any book as and when i want to.
damn. its really tempting. hmmm. *grins optimistically* maybe i should try to do so!(: i'm off to sleep! BYE!((:
my thighs are aching. damn. but i'm really amazed at myself. i'm really surprised that i could pull that off with the amount of exercising i've done and all the chocolates and ice creams and whatever that i've eaten. goodness. anyhows, i won't want to do that again. stupid goh(was it goh?) made us sit on the track and talk and talk so much until the adrenaline almost killed me. anws, NAPFA isn't over yet. i really hope i pass my sit and reach and inclined. sheesh.
something random. on my way home just now i saw this truck transporting kawai pianos. then i suddenly remembered that my piano at home is second hand and that my dad promised to get a first hand one for me if i passed grade4. i passed grade4, grade5, grade6, took grade8, failed grade8, and still no first hand piano. hmph.
okays this is really random. haha.
section jts is this friday evening and daniel's birthday celebration is this friday evening too. and mother's day dinner is also on this friday. which means no jts and no smashing cake on daniel or whatsoever tgt with the class. sigh. nvm. i'll leave that to charissa. lol.
i'm so broke. 40 bucks altogether for all the lit plays. and they are using modern english! and singaporean context. what rubbish. and 20 bucks for choir concert.
vjcsb presents majestia. tickets at $10 each. 26th may 730pm at vjc performance theatre. please come! and tell me if you want tickets.(:
okays that's all for now. till then! BYE(:
cyn.
161288.
victorian.
vjc 05S43.
vjcsb.
tpjc (1st 3mths) 05S31.
tksian.
tkband.
khs.
flautist =)
all that i hold dear.
besties(: and lovely lovely friends.
family.
shopping, reading, lazing around.
sweet, pretty, striking colours.
swirls. stripes.
ice cream, chocolate, and the same few constants.