30 May 2005
6:02 PM
I have waited all through life
Wondering when I'll ever meet
Someone who could hold my hand
Someone who would just listen, and truly understand
To cheer my everlasting winters
And valued me even through tears
I waited for that happiness to fall
Even after the rain
And when I finally found my friend
I thought it was a prayer come true.
I never thought that dreams came true
I never dreamed of Truth
But after I really knew her, my dearest friend
Then I realised, for real.Miracles never happen
Destiny remains deceptive
I never believed in dreams
And I still don't
From this day forward
I'll tell my heart to remember
That even withered leaves will fall
On fine autumn days
And one day
If our paths meet again
I'll say to you, even through these tears
You were my friend, and for that, I will always remain
Forever grateful.
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29 May 2005
3:41 PM
Choir camp is officially over.. and I missed section games. How upsetting! Had to rush home for my holiday in Singapore. I'm staying over at Orchard Hotel, which rocks cos my mum wants us to pretend we're tourists from hk or something, then we'll tour the place and go (what's new) shopping! Which is perfectly fine by me.
My homework is piling up, and I don't want to start. Just finished watching Cold Case (I recorded it). It's such a great show, and better than CSI, cos I can never guess the ending..
It's terrible saying goodbye. I hate farewells. I really really do.. They upset me. So much so that I may just shed a few tears, thinking about it. And I hate shedding tears. There's this chinese saying about how people who meet will one day have to part. But when that parting comes as a shock, it's not a pleasant feeling. It feels like a void, an empty hole, because some people are irreplaceable. Completely. Thanks for the letter dear. It meant the world to me. And as our lives change, come whatever... I shall go bake my dinner now. And in the meantime, try to remember the dance steps from Colours of the Wind I learnt during camp. Thanks to Xinzi and Yilun for such great steps.. I found it quite tiring thinking of some of the steps, and imagine both of them doing choreo for even more dances! Wow. (:
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25 May 2005
7:43 PM
An albino butterfly flying about in my living room is causing much distress to my brother. My mum is yelling at him for closing all the windows (he wants to keep the butterfly). And it is a very pretty butterfly- all snowy white, with picture-perfect wings. (:
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22 May 2005
12:58 PM
Choir is one thing I look forward to everyday. Especially when we get to sing Schlof Main Kind. Especially that. I just find it so...
liberating to sing. Like everyone strips off pretense or weird emotions, and sings like it's the end of time. And with the cello part added in, I'm sure the song will soar. Let's just hope we get to sing it for concert!
After PFT on friday, my muscles are refusing to cooperate with me. That is my fitness level I guess. And it is very unfortunate that I didn't manage a perfect full mark for this year. ): Because I couldn't do
sit-and-reach! How stupid is that. I can't touch my toes
normally anyway. I really tried, and I just
couldn't. That is very sad.
Got a B. And my 2.4km... I shall not go there. It was built upon a disappointment anyway.
Another B. So I get 28 in the end. 2 grades fallen. ):
On a more random note...
I just believe in
real. This is real. Sometimes I don't make sense, and sometimes I don't think anyone makes sense. But the fact is that I don't have
a doubt about what I know to be true. And if it all ends up to be some vicious joke, if what I know can never be warranted, at least I lived life
believing. Even if it was all wrong in the end.
And somehow, that's all that matters to me.
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16 May 2005
6:16 PM
Eoi's are over, results are back, and people are in the lowest of spirits. Over results, not over the fact that eois are long over. Which kind of doesn't feel
over, because we've still got stuff to do that's still graded. But who am I to complain. I shall just pretend things are good as gold and perfectly normal, and get on with my life.
There is peril in relying on things too much, and I'm not about to hazard a try.
Right, someone should tell me that my lit wasn't a disappointment.
There's a danger in buying ben& jerry's ice cream. You get addicted to it. Especially when you get the
New York Super Fudge Chunk or the
Oatmeal Cookie Chunk. You just cannot wait to open up the freezer and grab them and drop down on the couch and watch tv. Or maybe it's just me.
Where's the structure and tense. No, I forgot I don't
know how to summarise, neither am I fully capable of reading an English text. Anything beyond "
I am Jane" is so definitely beyond me. What's more, I cannot even use
my own words. How terrible. I should just sit in my corner and start reflecting and, well,
ruminating, on my appalling first language. Maybe even try speaking my other language for a change. That might possibly redeem me.
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08 May 2005
9:22 PM
I always thought I was one who could embrace
change with open arms, but after Change slapped me in the face, I found it wasn't as easy as I thought.
The whole
moving thing confiscated my eoi week, which technically meant that instead of revising and double-checking concepts, I was busy packing my clothes and books and
memories into boxes and helping mum with the rest of the house, which took so long I thought it would never end. I can't imagine how my mum managed to pack everthing without much help either. If I could think of a fantastic example of a
Wonder-Mum, my mum would win hands-down, blindfolded. I think she's the
greatest in the world, cos she totally understood that I had to at least do last minute revision..
So the new house is actually a
new house, in all sense of the word. According to the landlady, she's never stayed in this house before (and you wonder why she bought it), and we bought completely new furniture and stuff, so it's a real change. A much needed change actually.
[P.S. i hope rachie liked Straits Kitchen as much as I did. Blogs are a powerful advertising tool (: ]Right now, the comp. is nearer to the tv, so I can watch and blog too. (I can't seem to get on to my mail though..) Bush is talking about Iraq now. What's new..
All the unpacking and the moving of boxes, and then the repacking.. I'm tired about being tired.
In the deserted harbour there is yet water that laps against the quays. In the dark and silent forest there is a leaf that falls. Behind the polished panelling the white ants eat away the wood.Nothing is ever quiet, except for fools. ______________________________
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