winglish.
The Elements.
Found it in my forensics folder on edveNTUre(better give it some credit). It's a song and the lyrics are basically all the elements found in the periodic table and not much else. It's uber retarded. Eh ngiam for you! HAHAHA.
Went to Killiney Kopitiam yesterday for the first time in my life. Had breakfast and ice cream(YAY.) with Philly-nana before going to school. So soon after meeting her after not meeting her in "umpteen years", she's leaving alr ):
Anyways the stupid light in my room is spoiled and I've been living in darkness for the past few nights. Cannot do work, cannot read, cannot use computer in the room cos cannot see. And my lazy mother is too lazy to change the bulb for me. I'd do it in a flash if I knew how to. YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW ANNOYING IT IS TO FLICK THE SWITCH EVERYTIME YOU WANT TO GO INTO THE ROOM BUT THE LIGHT DOESN'T COME ON! Relying on my table lamp now, which is bloody useless cos it's too dim and the fact that I'm night-blind is NOT helping.
HELP.
Oh crazy week, crazy week. School is going to be the cause of my downfall. Lessons everyday when I'm already used to a 4-day week, with 4 days ending late. Meaning I have to squeeze into the train with the rush hour crowd which SUCKS when you've already had a long day in school and brains are not working but no one's willing to make space for you to get on. The worst days are tuesdays and fridays when I have to go to AMK. Getting on the train at JE is next to impossible, and even if I do get on it just means another 45 minutes of standing and getting shoved around. BUT I think I'm getting better at this school thing. After a year hahaha!
Mad as it was, I had a great week (: caught up with Angela and she made me miss those volleyball days when we gossiped and played ball so much. Kbox with the t9 girls reminded me how much I miss hanging out and being in a class with them. Sitting together in the middle row and boycotting everyone else hahaha!
Had a moment of revelation during the week, after doing some thinking. The whole thing had been bothering me for some time, and in that moment of dawning, I felt as if a rock was lifted off my shoulders. Okay, it's not like people hadn't already said the same thing to me, but I've only realized what they mean now, somehow. It was only then that I realised how heavy that rock actually was, and in that precise moment, I finally understood what it meant, and took.
How do you make a decision when you know you will regret whichever you choose, anyway?
Pray that He will make you wise, get some sleep, and hope that you'll be able to live with whichever choice He leads you to. Because, His grace is sufficient.
It's no longer a matter of belief, because there really is nothing much to believe in. Been there, done that. And from what I see going on around me, not much point being there or doing that again. Too much effort and it always ends the same way. Everything I thought was the worst thing that could happen to me was only actually the second worst. Funny how it always takes something bad to happen to sensitise people to others' feelings and problems. Things that looked bleak, look even bleaker. Every little thing brings back memories that ought to be flushed down the toilet, yet losing them means losing a part of one's self. Every song, every movie, every place, every text message.
Had a long conversation on the phone with one of my favouritest persons in the WWW(whole wide world lah), my emotional trash bin. Thank God for her, without whom I could never have pulled myself back together, and again. LOVE YOU YOU STUPID TU NAI ZI hahaha!
Edwin McCain - Shooting StarsWe keep our love in a plain brown box
We keep it tied with a simple lock
We hold it close 'cause it's all we got
We think it's ordinary but it's not
In a world that's starting to fade
A little love could pave the way
Don't keep it tied with the simple lock
You think it's ordinary but it's not
Maybe this life is just about love and tenderness
If all we are, are shooting stars
Maybe we, we can fight
All of this pain and loneliness if
All we are, are shooting stars
By the way, I think it's great being a girl. I can overeat, rant incessantly and momentarily lapse into insanity every now and again and blame everything on an unfortunate affliction called PMS :D