let's run back to the past,
where no one really cared.
let's rewind the memories,
and playback the good parts.
let's go, hand in hand,
to the better future.

let's stop dreaming.
i miss you.

oh man.
i'm going to camp tmr,
and i'm addicted to neopets D:
lol.
lalala.
benedictus <3

it's this empty feeling where my heart used to be again.

// heartbreaker

saw like these 2 girls abt p4-p5 talking about bfs,
as if they were sec sch girls.
it's like damn "mature"
which made me think:
are they maturing faster (physically),
or are they just getting a stead for the sake of it?
"matchmaking" in primary school -
do they know what they're doing?
and breaking up: do they know what it actually means?

love.
is it really that simple?

-imissprimaryschool.
// at least i had you...

YAYEE!
david cook won!
(even though pearl is being ._. about it)
(and amanda's saying arculeta would sell more albums)
but anyway,
COOK WON!
haha.

and i shall start doing hw now.

david cook,

i think you rocked.

and simon,

i hate you ._.

david archuleta,

good job,

but i like david more.

you're not my type of voice.



cook,

even if you don't win,

you'll still have fans.



and i dunno why i'm posting this.

i feel like posting a damn chim post,

but i don't have time to,

cos i have to reread mockingbird before american idol starts.

oh man.

i wish david cook wins,

and becomes more famous than david archuleta.

sorry pearl, but i think DC rocks more.

haha.

i don't want to go to school anymore ._.

today is "remembering-last-year's-semester-one" day.
lol.
started during recess when i went
"oh wow. i just realised that this friday would be the one year anniversary of me losing my file at Pearl's aunty's house!"
and then all the stuff abt last year came out.
was damn funny.
and we realised amanda's memory is damn short:

me&pearl: "AMANDA!, you remember that bloody picture of our names that we drew last year?"
amanda: "err no?"
me&pearl: "you know, the one that all red and bloody with the 1/6 of 1C?"
amanda: "what names?"
me: "the one with pearl, shaun, amanda, jinzhi, kellie and me?"
amanda: "is it the one that we scribble like dunno what one?"
me&pearl: "ya."
amanda: "I THOUGHT THAT ONE IS I DO ONE?"
me: "no, is we all draw one"
amanda: "OH! that one ar?"
*bursts out laughing*

lol.
then after school in bus 92:

pearl: "amanda, which girl do you hate most in our class?"
huijun: "ai ya, amanda this kind of person like everyone one."
amanda: "no lorr, i don't like _____"
pearl: "only ar? i don't want to talk to amanda anymore. i talk to huijun."
me: "eh. why only talk to huijun nvr talk to me?"
pearl: "ok. i talk to huijun and christine only."
pearl: "eh. christine, who you don't like in our class?"
me: "_____. i think __(another name)___ is ok lah."
pearl: "hmph, i don't want to talk to christine anymore."
*laugh like dunno what*

then was the 1/6 of cresmic convo.
"then i suddenly remember the "1/6 of cremic" convo we were having last yr (ard end of july to early august)on msn. and how everyone started leaving later and how AMANDA'S IGNORANCE caused her to spill one of our biggest secrets that time. still say "aiya he wont read one lah" GOODNESS LOLwat did we talk abt next?oh. was it... TRUTH OR DARE. amanda ur turn!!!! x4and we learnt u have a crush on ur stove!that was so damn funny. ;)gosh that was probably beginning of october or sth"

ripped from pearl's blog cos i couldn't be bothered to type it all out again.
LOL.

and got this point pearl nvr make!
the one about who like who.
rmb?
haha.
me: "how come pearl like jinzhi can, but when i say jinzhi like pearl you say shut up lah!"
amanda: "ya lorr hor, why ar?"
huijun: "lol."
pearl: "ok, so shut up lah then shut up lah again!"

and amanda's "i dumped the fridge for the stove."
(or was it the opposite? lol.)

then on the MRT!
talked about everything about last year.
all the projects and tingxie and kellie's INNOCENCE.
haha.
mr tan yc: "..... steam from the kettle"
*whole class laughs like siao"
kellie: "what are they laughing at?"
pearl: "ask jinzhi"
jz: "ask isaac"
isaac: (no response)
and me, pearl & amanda would go: "you wouldn't want to know, kellie!"
hahahha.

and amanda&shaun quarrelling about everything,
and then realise they had the same answer ._.
(not that shaun ain't quarrelling with whoever he's sitting with now)
lol.

then have PANIC! AT THE DISCO
(they had the '!' last year. lol, i miss it ._.)
haha.
me and pearl's FIRST real convo.
yalayala. i gave away my ticket to the FOB concert.

and then have PETE and PATRICK everywhere.
in our lecture pads, on the tables, our hands, etc.
then like damn funny.
me: "i like pete."
pearl: "i like patrick."
amanda: "i don't like any of the above."
X)

haha.
and BEI YING!
me: "the person in front of me has a small head and big body. eh, what's that word ar? the bu4 pei4 one?"
pearl: "huh?"
me: "nvm."
pearl: "disproportionate ar?"
me: "YA. the person sitting in front of me is disproportionate!"
*laughs and everyone in the mrt stares at us.*
me: "and the person sitting in front of amanda has a small head and small body!"
pearl: "YA! SO PROPORTIONATE!"
*laughs somemore, and ppl thinks we're crazy*

ROLLING STONE!
with pete's top half naked.
and jinzhi would go "orh... i nvr knew pearl would read this kind of magazines... outside already half naked, inside leh?"
and me and pearl would roll our eyes and burst out laughing.

ART!
where we would all go "stand farfarfar away from me"
and still end up having alot of paint on us.
and the take extra paper, haha.
cher: "eh, who took extra paper give me back, i need more."
me: "eh pearl, did you take extra paper?"
pearl: "OF COURSE NOT. why would i need extra paper? did you?"
me: "OF COURSE NOT LAH! waste paper for what?"
and we could see all the extra paper sticking out from under the table.
LOL.

and we are a VERY good team!
LA: jinzhi and christine and pearl do all the work while the others slack.
HCL: kellie and shaun do all the work while the others slack.
GEOG: nobody bothers to do anything until miss tang comes. then amanda will do everything. haha.
HIST: gossip abt everything until mrs wong comes and kellie miraculously knows everything and makes it so obvious that the rest didn't do anything.
SCI: amanda and pearl and christine and jinzhi does all the work, and shaun complaining, and kellie copying notes.

haha.

and pearl's post just reminded me of SPIRIT FINGERS.
and me, pearl and amanda had to dance for fusion night ._.
yala. justin should have been taller last year.
JK!

and i forgot the whole dance liao X:

lol.
ok.
so, the first meaningful FOB song that i heard today,
(since my itunes hates me and gives me crap songs)
*10 songs later*
still can't find any ._.
*5 more songs later*
nvm. i give up.
shall search for lyrics while i post this.
so pearl would stop asking whether i posted ._.

ok. i really give up on finding a meaningful fob song.
itunes, i hate you.

so i shall post about the manymany songs that we were obsessed with last year!

#1 - the first fob song i heard: a little less sixteen candles a little more touch me!

Fall Out Boy A Little Less Sixteen A Little More Touch Me
Songwriters: Pete Wentz, Patrick Stumph
I confess, I messed up
Drop it, I'm sorry, like you're still around
And I know you're dressed up
“Hey kid you'll never live this down”

Cause you're just the girl all the boys want to dance with
And I'm just the boy who's had too many chances

I'm sleeping on your folks' porch again, dreaming
She said, she said, she said, "Why don't you just drop dead?"

I don't blame you for being you
But you can't blame me for hating it
So say, what are you waiting for?
Kiss her, kiss her
I set my clocks early 'cause you know I'm always late

Write me off, give up on me
'Cause darling what did you expect
I'm just off a lost cause
A long shot, don't even take this bet

You can make all the moves, you can aim all the spotlights
Get all the sighs and the moans just right

I'm sleeping on your folk's porch again, dreaming
She said, she said, she said, "Why don't you just drop dead?"

I don't blame you for being you
But you can't blame me for hating it
So say, what are you waiting for?
Kiss her, kiss her I set my clocks early 'cause you know I'm always late

Always On (always on)
You said you'd keep me honest
Always On (always On)
But I won't call you on it
Always On (always on)

I don't blame you for being you
But you can't blame me for hating it
So say, what are you waiting for?
Kiss her, kiss her I set my clocks early 'cause you know I'm always late
I set my clocks early 'cause you know I'm always late

#2 - I AM COW! haha. arrogant worms

#3 - HIGH SCH NVR ENDS! errm. bowling for soup.
"ohohoh XD"
http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/High-School-Never-Ends-lyrics-Bowling-for-Soup/458DA533FA7AAD11482571CE000C7868

#4 - 1985! - bowling for soup
"http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/1985-lyrics-Bowling-for-Soup/88197B61F74BDD2748256ECA000A86A3"

lol.
i can't rmb anything else.
so i shall end the ultra long post here.

FOB - Beat It.

pete looks damn hot X:

and they all look damn cool.

damn it.

i'm falling in love all over again.

Have you ever just watched the tide come in?;
slowly, gently, peacefully;
with just one word to describe it: beautiful...

When suddenly,
it comes in in great torrents;
breaking all momentums -
piercing your thoughts, dreams, words.

And then it ends,
and you're surrounded in water;
water in which there was once sand...

So there you sat,
thinking about why the beautiful sight had to end;
why did things have to change into the way that you didn't like them to be...

A light breeze brushed past you,
and you shiver lightly.
You realise it's freezing,
and there was no point in waiting any longer -
he was never going to come.

You gave up,
and stood, slowly,
and start to turn away from the sea,
with a sinking feeling in your heart.

You took small steps to your cabin.
They slowly got bigger.
You feel another breeze,
and the urge to turn around.
You did.

Then you saw it.
The beautiful scene of the sun setting,
in a glorious array of colors;
hanging, ever-so gently, on top of the orange tinted sea.

You sat down again,
now on the cool, smooth sand.
The sun has set,
and the stars shimmered in the sky.
All you hear is the sea,
licking the shore in no specific beats.
It was so peaceful.

You started to drift into subconciousness,
your eyelids start drooping,
sleep came,
slowly, gently, wonderfully.

Then you heard foot steps,
fast, rapid, but still so gentle.
You opened your eyes,
trying to focus on the human figure that was advancing towards you.
It was him.

Your heart skipped a beat;
You rubbed your eyes, and pinched yourself -
you thought it was a dream,
but as you feel the pain on your arm,
you soon found out it wasn't.

"Sorry I'm late,"
you thought you heard him say:
you aren't sure as you were focusing more on his beautiful eyes,
blue as the sea you had seen earlier.
You replied softly,
"it's ok,"
as you felt the tears coming to your eyes -
you were just glad he came;
that he didn't forget the promise he had made a year ago,
before he left to further his studies.

You felt his hands around you,
his voice, suddenly soft, asking you not to cry.
Then the tears came.
You said you missed him,
you told him about everything you had experienced while he was away:
your parents wanting a divorce, your studies detiorating, your life slowly shattering away...
He was quiet for a while,
then he said:
"It's alright now. I'm here for you..."

You buried your head into his shoulders,
feeling warming yourself from the heat radiating from him.
You stopped crying.
He was right.
Things were alright,
now that he was with you.

You took his hand and slowly lead him to your cabin.
You wanted him to tell you everything he had experienced in the past year,
you wanted to forget about your life,
and live in his;
just for the next hour.

And you did.
His life was wonderful compared to yours.
You felt jealous;
yet happy for him.
Both of you talked about everything for what you thought was forever.
It was almost like the old times. Almost.
You realise he, too, had changed,
he had turned more mature, more lovely, more foreign.
You sat silently,
thinking about this new him,
listening to him ramble on about his new girl when the clock struck twelve...

You mumbled a goodnight as he headed to his room that was opposite yours.
You laid tossing and turning on your bed,
his soft snores dangling in the air,
as you thought of the past.

The past where you and him were together,
when he could somehow read your mind and gave you everything you wished for.
The past where nothing else mattered except this special relationship.
The past that ended in him seeing you cheating on him.

Tears started to roll down your cheeks,
and turned into a quiet sob.
It was too much.
You still loved him,
but he seems to have gotten over the past,
and lived a whole new life.

And you suddenly realised that you should too.
You should let go of your past and find a new future,
to seek your own dreams,
and not cling onto the ones you had both decided on when you were young.

You laid,
thinking about everything,
when you drifted to sleep.

The next day you woke up in the darkness,
and you found yourself walking towards the beach.
You sat in the cold sand,
looking as the sea started to retreat,
and the sun start to rise.
The sky turned orange,
then pink,
then purple,
then blue.

You sat thinking about everything that you saw on this beach in the past 24 hours,
and you found yourself wondering,
'Isn't it the way life is?' -
one moment smooth sailing,
like the tide coming in,
first slowly,
then in a gush;
you had the capability to do anything,
and you were sucessful.

You started to get arrogant,
and then,
lady luck decides to leave you.
and you fall,
fall piteously into despair and darkness.
You decide to give up what you once had,
just like the sea had given away its beautiful orange color when the sun had set.

Then you walk away from the failure,
and tried to reflect on your mistakes,
and you saw that you had gained more than you had lost;
just like the way you had turned back,
and saw the sea more beautiful than ever,
with the reflections of the stars in it,
and you started to get comfortable in your new life.

And then something from the past had to reoccur,
and you felt the hurt again,
but beneath the hurt,
there was some sort of nostalgia,
some sort of longing,
some sort of happiness that it was back;
just like the way he had come back to your life,
but in a different way.

You were in a dillemia.
You longed for the past,
but somehow clinged to the future,
just like the way you felt when you were talking to him.

And then you gained a new insight.
You knew that you would never go back to the past,
and thus you had to make the most of your future,
just like the way the sea had welcomed the new dawn into its waters,
and the future looked more beautiful than the past...

You awoke from your thoughts,
and started back to the cabin.
You scrawled a note for him and left it on the fridge.
You packed your bags,
and took one last look at the cabin before leaving for your car.

You drove back to your broken home,
the one that you had left almost a year ago when your family fell apart,
opened the door and shouted "I'm home!"

You were surrounded by your mum and dad,
and tears were flowing uncontrolably.
You had missed them as much as they missed you.
This was your first step to finding your new future...

POST 100!
haha.
back from camp.

it was pretty ok,
zacko ppl were pretty nice,
and the chipmunks too.
(even though i think bc is damn extra ._.)
and deon (sp?) is damn pro.
and fabian (sp?) is damn funny.
yea yea X)

haha.

day 1
boat ride to sji.
minor sea sickness,
but mostly ok.
then was (errm) lunch?

ok. nvm.
i give up posting abt camp.
cant rmb anything ._.
except campfire was damn hyper.
and our performance was damn funny.
and i think i'm missing camp again X:

shall wait for someone to post so that i can somehow rmb what we did.

and there's some shocking news at home,
so yea.
i don't know why i typed that.
._.

post number 99!
haha. and this blog's only like 5 months old ._.
i'm blogging too much.
but anyway,
today was ohkay.

LA was slack.
and i know my art rocks X)
haha.

PE was stupid.
didn't even feel like playing lah.
was damn retarded,
playing with ____ people.
(fill in the blank with any insult.)
and wow.
i didn't know nerds were people who don't study, don't do hw, and go online like half the day.
won't that make kellie an elite?

recess was with the same old people.
P5 camp!
haha. damn funny one.

assembly was ghost stories!
haha.
MANDY!
not scary, alina ._.

science was ...
i fell asleep X:
and yichen was like "YOU WERE SLEEPING?!"
i didn't even know.
hahahha.

math was ohkay.
i didn't do the worksheet ._.
but the fraction thingy was damn easy.

and mass dance was stupid.
GAY CHICKEN DANCE!
hahahhaha
pearl, meet you at the camp's toilet,
after we kena stomach ache from certain stenches haha.

camp's tmr ._.
i'll miss my bed.
and my laptop.
aww man.

From Jiayi's blog.
it's like the 5th time i'm doing it, but whatever.

RULES:
1. Put Your iTunes, Windows Media Player, ETC on Shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.
4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name.
5. Put this on your journal.

1. If someone says, "Is this okay?" You say?
All Right Now - David Cook
(for once, this is normal.)

2. How would you describe yourself?
Keep Holding On - Avril Lavigne
(determined? so far so good. no weird answers yet...)

3. What do you like in a guy/girl?
Angels - David Archuleta
(somebody who would stick by me no matter what? or looks like David A X:)

4. How do you feel today?
The Pros and Cons of Breathing - FOB
(in short, emo.)

5. What is your life's purpose?
Dance, Dance - FOB
(to be emo indirectly. wow. i'm damn emo ._.)

6. What is your motto?
Welcome to my Life (acoustic) - Simple Plan
(to try to make others understand how emo i am. another one that says i'm emo ._.)

7. What do your friends think of you?
Disenchanted - MCR
(wl. another emo one. yaya. I KNOW I'M EMO.)

8. What do you think of your parents?
The End - MCR
(yeayea. the end of all my hopes and dreams.)

9. What do you think about very often?
Reinventing the wheel to run myself over - FOB
(i think that i'm a failure very often. thanks alot itunes, you just made me an emo freak.)

10. What is 2 + 2?
Thank You - Simple Plan
(so a 'thank you' is really that simple. really.)

11. What do you think of your best friend?
Happy Birthday - The Click Five
(that i'm not that important to them. i'm starting to hate my itunes.)

12. What do you think of the person you like?
When You Believe - David Archuleta
(one word: faith.)

13. What is your life story?
Wake me up inside - Evanescence

14. What do you want to be when you grow up?

15. What do you think of when you see the person you like?

16. What will you dance to at your wedding?

17. What will they play at your funeral?

18. What is your hobby/interest?

19. What is your biggest fear?

20. What is your biggest secret?

21. What do you think of your friends?

22. What will you post this as?

/incomplete. cos i need to get off the comp ._.
damn my mum.

this is damn shit.
I can't get into me blog,
so i can't check the tagboard,
and here i am posting away.
and my msn ain't working either.
damn.
and lvl camp's tuesday,
so ya.
damn shit.
can't visit my blog ._.
i hate my com. (and google)

i'm being emo.
cos i feel like i'm not the kind of person ppl always make me out to be.
it's damn tired to keep up with the standards that ppl set me.
it's like... whatever they can't do, they ask me to do.
and i dunno, it's just damn stressful.
and nobody understands.
it's not those kind of physical stress kinda thing;
more like emotional stress, mental stress.

and i can't stand the way that ____ treat certain ppl.
(it's supposed to be in plural form)
and nobody can understand why;
cos all of you are the same.
and i'm wasting my time trying to convince y'all not to treat ppl like that.
(no wonder i'm starting to prefer talking to yichen X:)

and gosh.
stop faking your way through stuff.
"I THINK CHINESE I'LL GET B LEH."
wtf lah.
like trying to put us down like that.
and i know your gpa very high lah.
what do we expect from a geek/nerd.

and i'm damn disappointed at my squad today.
why can't you all just try and understand me for once?
i voluntered to be I/C,
and i tried to make the best out of it,
considering that it's the last training with the instructors,
but you all?
scold me for giving instructions,
ask me to slack abit.
IF YOU'RE SO SMART, WHY DIDN'T YOU VOLUNTEER TO BE I/C?
why wait for me to volunteer,
then complain about it?
i just wanted a simple "yes ic",
but all i got were faces.
thanks alot ppl.
that sure made the last training damn fun.

i really wanted to wish you a happy birthday,
i even gotten you the present.
but all you did was tear me down,
before i even started speaking.

so much for trying...

ahhhhh.
badbadbad headache.
and i haven't done LA artifact/letter yet.
have a bad feeling mr biollo's gonna kill me if i don't hand it up tmr.
aww man.
and i still have math file to do :/

- the stupid after effects of missing a week of school.
//it sucks.

was reading jiayi's blog just now,
when i suddenly felt like being in 6a again.
to have that feeling of familiarity,
that feeling of being accepted,
that feeling of being someone with rights.
i dunno.
p6 just seems so much more relaxing,
so much more fun,
so much more loved.
at least in the past i had ppl to talk to abt everything.
there was always a msn window open.
and i could cry whenever i wanted to
-because they all knew i was emo X:-
but cresmic feels different.
it feels like cliques,
discrimination,
and messed up.
and people have to fake their way through the social ladder.
i'm starting to think half the things ppl tell me are lies.
so what if you're at the top?
without the people at the bottom,
you'll still be nothing.
so why not try to be equal.
the class will be so much more bonded that way.
ohh man.
i seriously want a 6a gathering now.
i wanna see everyone again,
and play all the childish games again.
i miss y'all ._.
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
plsplsplspls have a gathering in the hols?

oh gosh.
i have no idea why you're being so retarded.
but wait.
you have always been so retarded.
so i guess i have to bear with it until you realise it.

ahh.
i miss my old life.
and i think i'm looking at things differently now.
gazing at sceneries in silence really impacts me.
i don't know why.
probably the fact that i think more in silence.

lala.
i think thinking rocks.
haha.

~i want you, you don't want me,
my mistake for wasting yours and mine,
i want you, but will you stay
with me today, with me today?

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♥ Edward Cullen
turns older on 18 October
and is currently studying at DHS :D
Child of God
& ♥s her CG (LOL of WEFC)

Loves & Hates

LOVES:

HIM
The Twilight Series
Edward Cullen
Rocking xD
Going to the theatres
Shopping
Being alone in my room
Reading
My Clique♥
My hamsters :D
My Squad(:
House of the Dead 4 X:
My imagination;
My secret world ♥

HATES:

Being interupted when reading
Being lied to
Betrayals
Bitches
The darkness that looms at the edge of happiness