Sunny Day
Sweepin' the clouds away
On my way to where the air is sweet
Can you tell me how to get,
How to get to Sesame Street
Come and play
Everything's A-OK
Friendly neighbors there
That's where we meet
Can you tell me how to get
How to get to Sesame Street
This is a girl. This is her blog. That's pretty much the gist of where you are now on the internet.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Call me an insomniac
The ipad. Seriously? Haha!
Anyway, it's horrible to have a fever.
I really have nothing to do because almost everything gives me a headache.
:(
Anyway, it's horrible to have a fever.
I really have nothing to do because almost everything gives me a headache.
:(
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
We all want to be Prince.
Can someone tell me why I feel like this?
Like, completely unsure of what to do next.
Move the king, or keep him safe and sacrifice my horse?
Is the king worth it?
And why is it I'm not feeling how I'm supposed to feel?
Am I really that mean?
Like, completely unsure of what to do next.
Move the king, or keep him safe and sacrifice my horse?
Is the king worth it?
And why is it I'm not feeling how I'm supposed to feel?
Am I really that mean?
Monday, January 25, 2010
I'll make a wish for you, and hope it will come true.
Lemme warn you guys.
I remember things.
Unimportant things.
And I will not hesitate to use them against you.
Really.
Like, you'll do something (e.g. annoy me.) and I'll remember the other 9, 999 times you did the same.
Yes.
I remember.
MWAHAHA.
I don't really like to bear grudges, though. Not worth my time. :)
*click*
I remember things.
Unimportant things.
And I will not hesitate to use them against you.
Really.
Like, you'll do something (e.g. annoy me.) and I'll remember the other 9, 999 times you did the same.
Yes.
I remember.
MWAHAHA.
I don't really like to bear grudges, though. Not worth my time. :)
*click*
Sunday, January 24, 2010
No more talk of darkness.
Everyone is at home today.
This is a first. :)
Then say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime
Let me lead you from your solitude
Say you need me with you, here beside you,
Anywhere you go, let me go too,
That's all I ask of you
This is a first. :)
Then say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime
Let me lead you from your solitude
Say you need me with you, here beside you,
Anywhere you go, let me go too,
That's all I ask of you
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Let's just assume life is crazy and unexpected.
You wake up one day thinking that you're finally free from worries that previously tugged on your already sore thoughts, and then, POOF! Worry comes flying in like one of those little fairy things you see in Disney movies.
Of course Worry isn't so glitzy and PG-13.
Oh, and then, of course, life gets better because you realise that what you previously thought was true decided to whack you back in the bum and say, 'It's not! Haha!'
You don't have to understand me, honestly. I wonder how many people would, actually? If Mel was readinf this, she'd probably have her puzzled face on. Haha.
The ironic thing is that I still think my life gets boring. Then again, any more 'action' and I'll probably get a full-blown heart attack.
It's funny, honestly. How everything seems to just work out in the end?
Okay, right now it's not all happy la la joy land.
Anyway, chemistry is actually not half-bad... I'm beginning to like it a little.
Irony = Word of the day.
What's Ironic: Got Chem tuition for my O'levels 2 years ago. Tutor also taught me both maths and physics on the side. Got A1 for all maths and physics. Got A2 for chem.
You wake up one day thinking that you're finally free from worries that previously tugged on your already sore thoughts, and then, POOF! Worry comes flying in like one of those little fairy things you see in Disney movies.
Of course Worry isn't so glitzy and PG-13.
Oh, and then, of course, life gets better because you realise that what you previously thought was true decided to whack you back in the bum and say, 'It's not! Haha!'
You don't have to understand me, honestly. I wonder how many people would, actually? If Mel was readinf this, she'd probably have her puzzled face on. Haha.
The ironic thing is that I still think my life gets boring. Then again, any more 'action' and I'll probably get a full-blown heart attack.
It's funny, honestly. How everything seems to just work out in the end?
Okay, right now it's not all happy la la joy land.
Anyway, chemistry is actually not half-bad... I'm beginning to like it a little.
Irony = Word of the day.
What's Ironic: Got Chem tuition for my O'levels 2 years ago. Tutor also taught me both maths and physics on the side. Got A1 for all maths and physics. Got A2 for chem.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Don't make a fuss
I feel that much happier.
I guess.
I don't know anymore.
Sometimes, you just get so tired and all you want to do is fall asleep for a long time.
Sometimes you need someone to talk to, but the moment you have that someone, you don't know what to say.
Sometimes, you want to do something, but the moment that opportunity arrives, you sit there and do nothing.
Sometimes, all you want is not to care anymore.
Because it's not worth it.
Sometimes.
I guess.
I don't know anymore.
Sometimes, you just get so tired and all you want to do is fall asleep for a long time.
Sometimes you need someone to talk to, but the moment you have that someone, you don't know what to say.
Sometimes, you want to do something, but the moment that opportunity arrives, you sit there and do nothing.
Sometimes, all you want is not to care anymore.
Because it's not worth it.
Sometimes.
Monday, January 18, 2010
And I am telling you I'm not going.
If God had a name, what would it be, and would you call it to his face?
If you were faced with him in all his glory
What would you ask if you had just one question?
If God had a face what would it look like and would you want to see?
If seeing meant that you would have to believe in things like heaven and in jesus and the saints and all the prophets.
What if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us..
Just a stranger on the bus trying to make his way home.
He's trying to make his way home
Back up to heaven all alone
Nobody calling on the phone
Except for the pope maybe in rome
If you were faced with him in all his glory
What would you ask if you had just one question?
If God had a face what would it look like and would you want to see?
If seeing meant that you would have to believe in things like heaven and in jesus and the saints and all the prophets.
What if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us..
Just a stranger on the bus trying to make his way home.
He's trying to make his way home
Back up to heaven all alone
Nobody calling on the phone
Except for the pope maybe in rome
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Love your life.
I see ya blowin' me a kiss It doesn't take a scientist
To understand what's going on baby
If you see something in my eye
Let's not over analyze
Don't go too deep with it baby
So let it be what it'll be
Don't make a fuss and get crazy over you and me
Here's what I'll do
I'll play loose
Not like we have a date with destiny
It's just a little crush (crush)
Not like I faint every time we touch
It's just some little thing (crush)
Not like everything I do depends on you
To understand what's going on baby
If you see something in my eye
Let's not over analyze
Don't go too deep with it baby
So let it be what it'll be
Don't make a fuss and get crazy over you and me
Here's what I'll do
I'll play loose
Not like we have a date with destiny
It's just a little crush (crush)
Not like I faint every time we touch
It's just some little thing (crush)
Not like everything I do depends on you
Life is a maze, love is a riddle.
Life will start to get a little more mundane now. I don't care. After a hell of a crazy holiday? Mundane can be good.
Yesterday's prayer meet was about change. I like change. I hate change too. I hate it when people change. I hate it when I change.
But I was wondering what is it about change that gets to everyone? The fear of the unknown?
It is that human instinct of curiousity. We want to know what's going on so we don't get taken aback by anything.
I don't think anyone will ever be ready for change. We can try to stay calm and cool about it, but the fact of the matter is, we probably won't be able to get rid of the constant fear.
What is change to you?
On another note, I'm scouring for driving schools to enroll into.
Oh right. And I still don't like her. Haha. Thought everyone should just know. :)
Yesterday's prayer meet was about change. I like change. I hate change too. I hate it when people change. I hate it when I change.
But I was wondering what is it about change that gets to everyone? The fear of the unknown?
It is that human instinct of curiousity. We want to know what's going on so we don't get taken aback by anything.
I don't think anyone will ever be ready for change. We can try to stay calm and cool about it, but the fact of the matter is, we probably won't be able to get rid of the constant fear.
What is change to you?
On another note, I'm scouring for driving schools to enroll into.
Oh right. And I still don't like her. Haha. Thought everyone should just know. :)
Friday, January 15, 2010
Streetlight people living just to find emotion.
Communication is extremely important.
Miscommunication is probably the reason why most disputes even begin.
It gets annoying too.
And tone is of the utmost.
Well, whaddya know? THIS IS MY TONE: NOTE IT.
Miscommunication is probably the reason why most disputes even begin.
It gets annoying too.
And tone is of the utmost.
Well, whaddya know? THIS IS MY TONE: NOTE IT.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Come into my heart and we will never part
I dreamt that I almost got raped.
It felt just like a movie: the scene, the setting, the rapist...
I was at some family thing. I remember being in my bedroom when a guy, apparently my relative, came in. I forgot what he said but I started freaking out. The only thought on my mind was that I didn't wanna lose my virginity to this guy. It was so scary, I swear. I wanted to run out but he already locked the door. I started wailing as he came closer to me and I felt like 'this is it. My life is over.' I don't know how, but in my panic-induced state, i remembered that my phone was still clutched in my left hand. I discreetly scrolled down my contacts and called the first person I could think of; Joan. My family was still outside, I could hear them laughing. I don't know how, but I managed to wrangle out of his way and unlock the door, screaming for my mum and dad as loud as I possibly could. Joan was on the phone an I could hear her worried voice coming through the speakers. I could hear the guy right behind me and thankfully, that's when my dad decided to show up. As I heard my father yell at the guy, I crouched down behind my dining table, the phone pressed to my ear. I wasn't really talking to Joan but I kept apologising and wailing. She kept telling me to calm down and to count backwards from 9. After that, I only remember my mum and brothers and sister-in-law trying to console me.
I know this sounds terribly made-up and completely exaggarated on my part, but I swear to you that everything I wrote here is what I really experienced from my dream.
As I start off this new day, I can't help but still feel so violated and scared. I can't help but feel like I really did get almost violated.
I think I'm losing it. I'm about to go mad from the pressure.
If i can't even handle the first week of school, how am I supposed to deal with the other 51?
It felt just like a movie: the scene, the setting, the rapist...
I was at some family thing. I remember being in my bedroom when a guy, apparently my relative, came in. I forgot what he said but I started freaking out. The only thought on my mind was that I didn't wanna lose my virginity to this guy. It was so scary, I swear. I wanted to run out but he already locked the door. I started wailing as he came closer to me and I felt like 'this is it. My life is over.' I don't know how, but in my panic-induced state, i remembered that my phone was still clutched in my left hand. I discreetly scrolled down my contacts and called the first person I could think of; Joan. My family was still outside, I could hear them laughing. I don't know how, but I managed to wrangle out of his way and unlock the door, screaming for my mum and dad as loud as I possibly could. Joan was on the phone an I could hear her worried voice coming through the speakers. I could hear the guy right behind me and thankfully, that's when my dad decided to show up. As I heard my father yell at the guy, I crouched down behind my dining table, the phone pressed to my ear. I wasn't really talking to Joan but I kept apologising and wailing. She kept telling me to calm down and to count backwards from 9. After that, I only remember my mum and brothers and sister-in-law trying to console me.
I know this sounds terribly made-up and completely exaggarated on my part, but I swear to you that everything I wrote here is what I really experienced from my dream.
As I start off this new day, I can't help but still feel so violated and scared. I can't help but feel like I really did get almost violated.
I think I'm losing it. I'm about to go mad from the pressure.
If i can't even handle the first week of school, how am I supposed to deal with the other 51?
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
You took my breath but I survived
The first week of school has started. Already, I feel a sense of trepidation. I always knew the gap between my O'levels and my A'levels was short. I didn't expect it to be THAT short. I can barely stop to breathe.
My Chemistry teacher doesn't give me that feeling of 'I can do well'. I try to convince myself that she forces me to do my work, which is good. But I'm not that kind of student. If I don't like it, forcing me won't help me. It'll just give me more reason not to like it.
I need Chemistry tuition. Badly. Very badly.
Thankfully, my time-table looks a lot better than last year's. I promised myself that I would concentrate a lot more on school this year.
It's only the first week and I feel like I shouldn't be going to school just so I can finish my work. How quaint. Maybe I should try that.
Anyway, the only thing I look forward to is the weekend. However, next week approaching equals to having to go to bedok complex for swimming pe. Shit.
My Chemistry teacher doesn't give me that feeling of 'I can do well'. I try to convince myself that she forces me to do my work, which is good. But I'm not that kind of student. If I don't like it, forcing me won't help me. It'll just give me more reason not to like it.
I need Chemistry tuition. Badly. Very badly.
Thankfully, my time-table looks a lot better than last year's. I promised myself that I would concentrate a lot more on school this year.
It's only the first week and I feel like I shouldn't be going to school just so I can finish my work. How quaint. Maybe I should try that.
Anyway, the only thing I look forward to is the weekend. However, next week approaching equals to having to go to bedok complex for swimming pe. Shit.
Saturday, January 09, 2010
Half of my heart's got a grip on the situation
Parents are fighting again. Joy.
And I realise I don't like 90210. It's boring. It's like a glorified version of the hills.
And The Mentalist is cool because it's like Psych only less funny and more cute Simon Baker.
And TJC's open house is boring. I'm sorry.
But KFC and Pizza are awesome. :))
Parents are fighting. :(
And I realise I don't like 90210. It's boring. It's like a glorified version of the hills.
And The Mentalist is cool because it's like Psych only less funny and more cute Simon Baker.
And TJC's open house is boring. I'm sorry.
But KFC and Pizza are awesome. :))
Parents are fighting. :(
Wednesday, January 06, 2010
A little bit caught in the middle
School's going to start soon. Oh shit.
And I'm completely hooked on Big Bang Theory. Not good.
And I get annoyed everytime I think about it so...
Welcome to my life. :)
And I'm completely hooked on Big Bang Theory. Not good.
And I get annoyed everytime I think about it so...
Welcome to my life. :)
Tuesday, January 05, 2010
Saturday, January 02, 2010
Happy 2010
It's not a secret anymore.
I hope this year will be less crazy.
But more awesome.
A Happy New Year to everyone reading this.
