slumming at home

woke up at 7 .15 today. so late. didnt want to go DC again. hai…

i crave for:

• cashew nuts.
• potato chips
• training
• geography lessons by mr. ang
• taiwan trip
• pizza
• chicken rice
• a new sports bag
• chocolate chip cookies made by my neighbour
• watch a movie with best friends
• school to end and holiday training schedule to start
• strong bonded C Div team
• chapel duty

i want:

• to watch a concert: live, by- an orchestra, any singer hopefully not olden chinese -.-
• to have a family dinner everyday
• to sit an aeroplane
• to have my jar of cashew nuts to be refilled
• to pass with flying colours in geog with mr ang as my teacher
• to perform a concert where i am the pianist.
• to be a great artist

and so much more… but i am happy to have what i have now

i cannot take listening to you two talk. it just really hurts. to hear you say ‘i really love you ‘ to hear you two so… so close… so sweet, i just cant. not that i despo or need anyone to say to me. here i am talking to two different convo. one is helping to fix their relationship. the other is about mine.but for me not that kind of relationship.

i’ll stay on the road to your heart

you used to be like an angel,

always by my side.

but who knew that you’d fly up into the skies,

never to be seen again?

wise and fun you were,

but you were hiding behind a mask

or are you now?

because we will fly up there,

and look for the girl we all miss so much.

all we can do is wait and see

we can try our very best,

but will you let us into your heart?

will you throw away all your hate and unhappiness?

because we will be there for you

and we will smile and stand up for you,

we will ignore all the damage you have done,

afterall bruises fade away.

all because we are your friends.

i am your friend, always.

what do you think?

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haha just being random XD

i was thinking… what if… just what if, i still liked you, or if i told you i still liked you, what would you do? or in fact what would you say? what if we relived the past? when we were so close… or was it just a crush on your part?

The Voice Whithin

Young girl don’t cry
I’ll be right here when your world starts to fall, ooh
Young girl it’s alright
Your tears will dry, you’ll soon be free to fly, ooh

When you’re safe inside your room you tend to dream
Of a place where nothing’s harder than it seems
No one ever wants to bother to explain
Of the heartache life can bring and what it means

When there’s no one else
Look inside yourself
Like your oldest friend just
Trust the voice within
Then you’ll find the strength
That will guide your way
You’ll learn to begin to
Trust the voice within, ohh

Young girl don’t hide
You’ll never change if you just run away, ooh ohh
Young girl just hold tight
Soon you’re gonna see your brighter day, ohh

Now in a world where innocence is quickly claimed
It’s so hard to stand your ground when you’re so afraid
No one reaches out a hand for you to hold
When you look outside, look inside to your soul

When there’s no one else
Look inside yourself
Like your oldest friend just
Trust the voice within
Then you’ll find the strength
That will guide your way
You’ll learn to begin to
Trust the voice within

Ohh yeah, ooh, yeah ohh

Life is a journey
It can take you anywhere you choose to go
As long as you’re learning
You’ll find all you’ll ever need to know
(Be strong)
You’ll break it
(Hold on)
You’ll make it
(Be strong)
Just don’t forsake it because
No one can tell you what you can’t do
No one can stop you
You know that I’m talking to you

When there’s no one else
Look inside yourself
And like your oldest friend just
Trust the voice within
Then you’ll find the strength
That will guide your way
You’ll learn to begin to
Trust the voice within

Young girl don’t cry
I’ll be right here when your world starts to fall

rotting apple

i was wondering. just day dreaming. if i were to die today… who would be sad other than my relatives and family members?

so i think-ed and think-ed. and i came up with 4 people.  the first two were probably miss horny world and miss horny galaxy. the third was mr emo. fourth was the winner.

anyway made cookies for teacher’s day ate alot too. made a horny gang. fell sick. still am. hai… feels horrible to be sick, feels even worser to miss training cos of it.

romeo romeo where art thou?

continued from previous post…

SCENE I. Verona. A public place.

Enter SAMPSON and GREGORY, of the house of Capulet, armed with swords and bucklers

Speaker: SAMPSON

Gregory, o’ my word, we’ll not carry coals.

Speaker: GREGORY

No, for then we should be colliers.

Speaker: SAMPSON

I mean, an we be in choler, we’ll draw.

Speaker: GREGORY

Ay, while you live, draw your neck out o’ the collar.

Speaker: SAMPSON

I strike quickly, being moved.

Speaker: GREGORY

But thou art not quickly moved to strike.

Speaker: SAMPSON

A dog of the house of Montague moves me.

Speaker: GREGORY

To move is to stir; and to be valiant is to stand:

therefore, if thou art moved, thou runn’st away.

Speaker: SAMPSON

A dog of that house shall move me to stand: I will

take the wall of any man or maid of Montague’s.

Speaker: GREGORY

That shows thee a weak slave; for the weakest goes

to the wall.

Speaker: SAMPSON

True; and therefore women, being the weaker vessels,

are ever thrust to the wall: therefore I will push

Montague’s men from the wall, and thrust his maids

to the wall.

Speaker: GREGORY

The quarrel is between our masters and us their men.

to be continued…

romeo romeo where art thou?

Two households, both alike in dignity,

In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,

From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,

Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.

 From forth the fatal loins of these two foes

A pair of star-cross’d lovers take their life;

Whole misadventured piteous overthrows

 Do with their death bury their parents’ strife.

The fearful passage of their death-mark’d love,

And the continuance of their parents’ rage,

Which, but their children’s end, nought could remove,

Is now the two hours’ traffic of our stage;

The which if you with patient ears attend,

What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.

coach said today: dont say sorry. if you feel bad, the only way to overcome it is to do better! he trains us hard why? because we are the ones going to competition. not him. we are the ones who stand to lose. we must aim to be number 1. we must WANT to be NUMBER ONE.our seniors are the best people to learn visually from.

okay that wasnt entirely what he said. its was kinda my interpretation of it and what i remembered of it.  what he said was alot more inspirational and he said more than i stated. pity panda wasnt there. also, we wei-ed 290 times. felt like dying. after that we did service. i kept repeating aim for no.1! aim for no. 1! and i served quite well ;D haha felt so motivated. now i still do. btw, getting jersey on monday! so excited. and i was youtubing again as usual and i found some pretty cool videos. XD

jesu joy of man’s desiring

pachelbel canon in d major  

canon rock  

bombarded with cake!

so excited about so many things…

1. tomorrow getting training jerseys! so, totally cant wait.

2. i found the whole book of pirates of the carribean songs on 4shared.com ahhhhhhh so dang happy hahaha XDXD

3. idk why but cant stop feeling excited about who knows what!

hahaha i think i was lame with the third one. lol. but anyway freaking happy! maybe tomorrow or the day after i’ll post the songs. there are really good! if you know how to appreciate it.

and today went long john silvers and window shopping with lesbo gf. had lots and lots of fun. haha. going off to sleep already! nighty nights!