Saturday, August 5
Maybe I don't really want to know how your garden grows. I think I've got a lot to live. Maybe it's what you put in it that matters. How is it that I can imagine a world with you and yet deep down in myself, I'm struggling to find my status. Forcing myself out of my caliber.
If only we had Just a minute longerHow is it that love blinds all flaws. Crusades for it never fails to overpower me. Its funny how I see you & yet you"re so far away. Not only literally but socially, emotionally. All that's in me is seeing how you fit so perfectly in my jigsaw. How the lines shapes through itself like magic. How the picture screams love, companionship, friendship, charity, humanity, struggle, overempowerment, rescue, life, symapthy, charisma, war, courage, knowledge, travel, beauty, happiness, faults, forgiveness, charm, endeavour, support, honour, respect, injustice, opinion, space, journey, sacrifice, teamwork, 2 peas in a pot, bright red kisses, shudders of contact, ester lovin, long-distance calls, backpacking around the globe, reaching into space, filtering under the sea, a plethora of books, a grand house of establishment, a palace of sacrecy, a cheesy love story, a romance, a comedy, a mystery, a chick flick, an Oprah nominated novel, a history, a present and a future.
It's difficult not to download the image in my mind. The imcompetence of the structure. The unpredictability of it's meaning. The vision I can only fantasise. You're the stranger in my mind. It all boils down to what makes me more special than anyone else. Why in the world would you want to pick me out of a corn pot. It's outrageous. I want to be the rose in your hibiscus garden. Your World Trade Centre out of all the other buildings. Your shooting star on a night when the stars line up like little soldiers.
I know i've said too muchI haven't said enoughEvery whisperEver waking hour I'm choosing my confessionsConsider thisConsider this a hint of a centurySchool on Friday was aggrivating. I want Ms Yew back for Geog Period. Aaron & Nicole are in this huge conflict. It's utterly disturbing. It leave me & Jihan going neutral which I think is only fair. And it's not like we've done any wrong. So Nic & Aaron, just get over it. It'll do us all good. Believe me. I feel so great having genuine friendships. My rivals have transformed into my friends. It's all good.
& btw, they faught over a chair. A CHAIR. This is what I call
gina. Kids, please get over yourselves.
Math Mock was shit. I flunked it for the first time. Man, I suck. & it was last years prelim paper. It dampened my spirits. It wasn't even O level standard. It was WAY worst. Jihan & I ended up playing Paper Bingo & Join The Dots. Walked back to the bustop with Ann Hin soon after.
Study Date at airport macs with Sam & Ann Hin. Jun & Kang Wei went for F.O.P i think. Which reminds me, going for F.O.P with Jihan & Amanda t'day. It'll be my first time. Really looking forward to it. Scraped Study Date with Jihan cause something came up on her side.
This year's NationalDay dosen't scream patiotism. The blocks in front of me have only a maximum of 8-9 flags hung over their balconies. & ND is next week! We can't even come in Red & White mufties for school on Tuesday. It's Red Polo or Tee with School Skirt. Oh bugger.
Fun fair's gonna be shit. The only good thing about the concert is Jun's band performance. Other than that
wo yao sui ziao.I badly need to
qian fei.Gyming next week, hopefully.
Don't you want itI've never seen anyone who want's it this badYou said games were much more funI'd rather play than get things doneBut look where we are now.
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