Friday, June 29, 2007
Thursday, June 28, 2007
Don't know why.
Her heart still goes jump
Brain never stops asking why how when
That fighting wanting spirit never breaks
Hope still retained
It's still a little fuzzy
And more unclear than ever
She doesn't know where
What who
Undecided and messed up
Stuck somewhere nowhere
She can't see beyond there
Brain never stops asking why how when
That fighting wanting spirit never breaks
Hope still retained
It's still a little fuzzy
And more unclear than ever
She doesn't know where
What who
Undecided and messed up
Stuck somewhere nowhere
She can't see beyond there
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Saturday, June 23, 2007
21 at Uropa.
I'm trying to find the balance between.
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And have I ever said that small LCD screens lie. Sigh. Not a bad collection for my first attempt at using an external flash. I just need to learn to be consistent. Other than that, I love starting the day with 2hour long breakfast preparations which became lunch and then talking about the most random things. I wonder what empty chairs and empty tables will be like.
On another note, Sydney next week! Seems like quite a while away. But it'll come. Yay.
On another note, Sydney next week! Seems like quite a while away. But it'll come. Yay.
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Monday, June 18, 2007
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Saturday, June 16, 2007
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
My dillemma.
Sometimes I totally feel like J.D from Scrubs.
My head tells me to do one thing, but my mouth comes out with the total opposite.
Heart or head then?
My head tells me to do one thing, but my mouth comes out with the total opposite.
Heart or head then?
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Missing messes.
So I've cleaned the room, making it look spotless, shiny, sqeeeeaky clean sorta, if my carpeted floors could glow, I reckon they would.
The parents have gone back and I am, missing them. It's sorta like they brought a piece of home with them when they were here for the 7+ weeks. I will be back on the sunny island in no time at all.
Back to cleaning up my tornado stricken messy life.
Will post photos soon.
The parents have gone back and I am, missing them. It's sorta like they brought a piece of home with them when they were here for the 7+ weeks. I will be back on the sunny island in no time at all.
Back to cleaning up my tornado stricken messy life.
Will post photos soon.
Saturday, June 09, 2007
Friday, June 08, 2007
20 at Hell[s].
Terrific night at Hells celebrating Keegan's Original and Unplugged brithday! (: It was wonderful sitting around, chatting and catching up on people's lives since we only do that once in a while. We gotta do a dinner some time folks. Yes? It was so super hanging around the tb-ers again in the little lanes we used to roam, scouting for coffee haunts and quiet little bars.
Hang out again sometime soon? Hope you had a great 20th kBow!
Hang out again sometime soon? Hope you had a great 20th kBow!
Note to self:
Stop being ridiculous and stop thinking. Finish the report and...
stop thinking, start working.
stop thinking, start working.
Doh.
I never knew that permission to enrol in a subject and an email from my tutor could bring me such joy.
Thursday, June 07, 2007
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
All you need are writer friends.
"Everybody needs a little time away / I heard you say / From each other...", the music played in a somewhat distant room.
Echoes of echoes stirring within.
And she knew as difficult as it was, it was for the best. And sometimes the best just isn't the easiest way out.
But nevertheless,
Father knows best.
-- from "And She Dreams of Paradise" by the Edditor.
Echoes of echoes stirring within.
And she knew as difficult as it was, it was for the best. And sometimes the best just isn't the easiest way out.
But nevertheless,
Father knows best.
-- from "And She Dreams of Paradise" by the Edditor.
Tuesday, June 05, 2007
Do you hear her?
She is running
A hundred miles per hour in the wrong direction
She is trying
But the canyon's every widening
In the depths of her cold heart
So she sets out on another misadventure just to find
She's another two years older
And she's three more steps behind
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
Or does anybody even know she's going down today
Under the shadow of our steeple
With all the lost and lonely people
Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
-Casting Crowns
A hundred miles per hour in the wrong direction
She is trying
But the canyon's every widening
In the depths of her cold heart
So she sets out on another misadventure just to find
She's another two years older
And she's three more steps behind
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
Or does anybody even know she's going down today
Under the shadow of our steeple
With all the lost and lonely people
Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
-Casting Crowns
Monday, June 04, 2007
Backlogging.
When you take time off, it's amazing how drastically your perpective on life can change within that single hour of just being alone and watching sunset.
I'm three down, one more to go. Family time! Wooots.
Oh, one resolution this holiday is to come back with brilliant photos, of people, not just place (:
I'm three down, one more to go. Family time! Wooots.
Oh, one resolution this holiday is to come back with brilliant photos, of people, not just place (:
Sunday, June 03, 2007
Re-Reminders.
Forsaken so that I can rejoice in Your everlasting faithfulness.
You got me through before, You can get me through again.
I know, and I believe.
You got me through before, You can get me through again.
I know, and I believe.
Saturday, June 02, 2007
Primary three.
I received notice yesterday from Gerry that MrsLauHaoShain or more fondly known as Cai Lao Shi was called home to be with the Lord recently.
Just then, my nearlynineteen self shot back to being nine again. Copying all those chinese words into exercise books with boxes not lines.
I remember Cai Lao Shi always wore a ready smile on her face when she came into class. She enjoyed what she did, and it showed in the way she loved each and everyone of us and cared for our welfare more than our chinese speaking abilities which btw I think I gave most of it back to all my chinese teachers.
You'll be missed Lao Shi, you're in a better place(:
The last time I saw her about 5 years ago when MG Primary moved back, she still remembered my name.
Such is the process of life. I am just comforted to know that I'll see her again soon.
再见, Lao Shi.
Just then, my nearlynineteen self shot back to being nine again. Copying all those chinese words into exercise books with boxes not lines.
I remember Cai Lao Shi always wore a ready smile on her face when she came into class. She enjoyed what she did, and it showed in the way she loved each and everyone of us and cared for our welfare more than our chinese speaking abilities which btw I think I gave most of it back to all my chinese teachers.
You'll be missed Lao Shi, you're in a better place(:
The last time I saw her about 5 years ago when MG Primary moved back, she still remembered my name.
Such is the process of life. I am just comforted to know that I'll see her again soon.
再见, Lao Shi.