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WE WANT THIS SHOE
Sunday, February 28, 2010
to kind soul: pls buy 3 pairs. kthxbai!
Philippians 3:13
Saturday, February 27, 2010
There's something I should tell you now
im going to remember why i smile every single time i walk up to that podium
Friday, February 26, 2010
The Moon and the Yew TreeThis is the light of the mind, cold and planetary
The trees of the mind are black. The light is blue.
The grasses unload their griefs on my feet as if I were God
Prickling my ankles and murmuring of their humility
Fumy, spiritous mists inhabit this place.
Separated from my house by a row of headstones.
I simply cannot see where there is to get to.
The moon is no door. It is a face in its own right,
White as a knuckle and terribly upset.
It drags the sea after it like a dark crime; it is quiet
With the O-gape of complete despair. I live here.
Twice on Sunday, the bells startle the sky --
Eight great tongues affirming the Resurrection
At the end, they soberly bong out their names.
The yew tree points up, it has a Gothic shape.
The eyes lift after it and find the moon.
The moon is my mother. She is not sweet like Mary.
Her blue garments unloose small bats and owls.
How I would like to believe in tenderness -
The face of the effigy, gentled by candles,
Bending, on me in particular, its mild eyes.
I have fallen a long way. Clouds are flowering
Blue and mystical over the face of the stars
Inside the church, the saints will all be blue,
Floating on their delicate feet over the cold pews,
Their hands and faces stiff with holiness.
The moon sees nothing of this. She is bald and wild.
And the message of the yew tree is blackness - blackness and silence.
you gotta love the school song
Thursday, February 25, 2010
awwww shooo cute right!
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
as requested by aish. my guinea pigs:) (they were for a week until i had to return them to their owners)-keisha
Being happy doesn't mean that everything is perfect. It means that you've decided to look beyond the imperfections
it's okay.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Sampson got it right all along
you are a presumptuous, lying, hateful creature. i bite my thumb at you.
Saturday, February 20, 2010
aish hearts mgdebate
I asked you why I do what I do, even if I'm not sure whether I should do it.You said, "You do it because you love it. Because it lets you finish each day with a smile on your face and a thought in your mind."
If that's the case, I'd do what I do not because I have to, but because I want to.
But if that's the case, you'd do it for the exact same reason.
And maybe if that's the case, neither of us would have regrets anymore.
And maybe, for the first time, this wouldn't matter because we'd finally understand it.
Interestingly enough, all I really did today was be a runner. I didn't have to, but I wanted to. Maybe it's because there wasn't anything left for me to do. Maybe it's because I just wanted to be competent. Or maybe, I did it because it was fun. (:
I want you to stop doubting yourself, and start doubting the fact that the world might be doubting you.
slow dancing in a burning room
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
You keep telling me to be glad for what we had while we had it. That the brightest flame burns quickest.Which means you saw us as a candle. And I saw us as the sun.
You're not lost. You're right here.
I shall happy-fy this blog with an amazingly awesome picture because apparently, it's becoming way too emo. though I thought my previous post was rather positive. :DBUT NOTHING MAKES MGDEBATE HAPPIER THAN THIS!
The one in blue is keisha, the one in pink is Nat, and the green one is me! aishani! :D
match perfectly don't they? (:
Cookie!
Sorry Aishani, Sorry Carol! Pinky swear that I'll make it for the next meeting.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
IIMRRAAANN GO AWAYYY!
Chipmunk minds and thrilling times
Maybe the least we can do through the loss of love, is find ouselves through it.Because in this world divided by fear, there has to be a reason we're here.
Maybe one day I'll wake up and find myself on Mars,
Because I don't really know where I want to go....yet.
the train after dinner
I always thought that I was sick and you were the cure. But everyone gets things backwards sometimes.
a sudden thought
'i love you' has got to be the most overused, cliched, trite and hackneyed thing.
but i really really love you guys.
we'll eat pasta soon
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
WHO'S POSTING WHAT I DONT KNOW. SADFACE. i hate a-math. (k shouldn't be too hard to guess who's posting now. :D
And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
And I had a feeling I could be someone.
i don't think its that hard to go insane.
how could we ever forget
I know I'll often stop and think about you, because in my life you mean much more.
to subdue the wants of our juniors
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Somewhere behind the smile
The dream was always running ahead of me. To catch up, to live for a moment in unison with it, that was the miracle.I miss being with the people who could give me good sensible advice when I needed it.
I miss having something to work for, not for ourselves, but for those around me.
oh, and did I forget?
I MISS MG.
million dollar baby
Monday, February 8, 2010
I love how all three of us post short enigmatic posts, that don't make much sense at all except to ourselves."If there's a magic in boxing, it's the magic of fighting battles beyond endurance, beyond cracked ribs, ruptured kidneys and detatched retinas. It's the magic of risking everything for a dream that nobody sees but you."
All we need is love
Sunday, February 7, 2010
There's nothing you can do that can't be done.
Nothing you can sing that can't be sung.
Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game
It's easy.
There's nothing you can make that can't be made.
No one you can save that can't be saved.
Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be you
in time - It's easy.
All you need is love,
all you need is love,
All you need is love, love,
love is all you need.
Love, love, love,
love, love, love,
love, love, love.
All you need is love,
all you need is love,
All you need is love, love,
love is all you need.
There's nothing you can know that isn't known.
Nothing you can see that isn't shown.
Nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be.
It's easy.
beatles-all you need is love
Nothing you can sing that can't be sung.
Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game
It's easy.
There's nothing you can make that can't be made.
No one you can save that can't be saved.
Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be you
in time - It's easy.
All you need is love,
all you need is love,
All you need is love, love,
love is all you need.
Love, love, love,
love, love, love,
love, love, love.
All you need is love,
all you need is love,
All you need is love, love,
love is all you need.
There's nothing you can know that isn't known.
Nothing you can see that isn't shown.
Nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be.
It's easy.
All you need is love,
all you need is love,
All you need is love, love,
love is all you need.
All you need is love (all together now)
All you need is love (everybody)
All you need is love, love,
love is all you need.
beatles-all you need is love
omigosh
Thursday, February 4, 2010
hey aish!HAHAH CAROL TAY IS EPIC I KNOW. love you both in your fire-proof grey uniforms.
it's JGS tomorrow! i remember watching melissa and claire debating at jgs in sec one, and being awed by the sheer brilliance of it all. it's like velvet to my brain hahaha. so now it's my turn to be velvet to someone's brain and the task is so daunting but lovely and beautiful at the same time.
sighh aish. red is just as good as white, depends on how you rearrange how colours sit in your mind. and you know we love you, doesnt matter if your blazer's white or red.
<3, nat
It was black and white.
Something incredibly funny I had the sudden urge to share (:Carol's POI: Madam, we would know the difference between a friend and a paedophile on facebook. A friend would say "Hi!"A pedophile would say "Hi, I'm going to rape you!"
-everyone at debate bursts out laughing-
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Somehow I can't bring myself to send the sms. JGs is tmrw. sighhhhhhh.
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I have no idea what's wrong. I just wanted to be wearing a white blazer. It's all I ever wanted.
hahah. this post is so random.