Reality

it's just me and my empty heart
streetlight on a lonely night
it's just me and my lonely soul
trying to find the way home

but i want so much
i wish so much
i hope so much, yet i fail to touch
when it all comes down, i wanna be with you
but i want so much it's reality
(you dont know how it's gonna be)

i'd be lying if i said im fine
my hopes, desires all broken dreams
and i wanna find the words to say
but i can no longer connect with my soul

but i want so much
i wish so much
i hope so much, yet i fail to touch
when it all comes down, i wanna be with you
but i want too much, it's reality
(i dont know how its gonna be)

save my soul...
oh...

i want so much
i wish too much
i hope alot and i fail to touch
but i break it down into simpler terms
i just wanna be with you...
it's reality...

but i want so much
i wish so much
i hope so much, yet i fail to touch
when it all comes down, i wanna be with you
but i want so much it's reality
(we dont know how it's gonna be)

(note: 1 of the best songs i've written taken from the album i entitled "Fallen Memory Lane")

Jewel Kilcher's songs

these 2 songs by Jewel Kilcher really made me think about life. try and figure out what she's trying to say in the 2 songs.

LAST DANCE RODEO
lungs fill up with concrete, her voice is all you can hear
red lips and a screwdriver, rapped around some mink clad, queer
and you know that she's no diamond in this damn jukebox hell
'cause only fools gold fools fools, in 2 bit hotels
but she's cooler than all that; a real high class cat
queen of the last dance rodeo

under the gas lamps the air is thick in velvetine
your bones fill with hunger your heart fills with longing
you're no longer human you're an insatiable hole
you wanna bury your face forever in the navel of her soul
'cause you know

you need is a heart to call home;
you need is a heart to call home... that's all

light bulbs and nylons and plastic chandeliers
objects are only objects; they can't feel when you're near
but tangerine lips and lily white breasts
these things are eternal, inside them humanity rests
her skin's like a seashell; you listen to her soul
like an old time radio show

'cause under the gas lamps the air is thick in velvetine
your bones fill with hunger, your heart fills with longing
you're no longer human you're an insatiable hole
you wanna bury your face forever in the navel of her soul
'cause you know

you need is a heart to call home
you need is a heart to call home; thats call

don't wander too far, my 1 constant star
darkness exists except where you are
my feet are filled with wondering, they follow your own
'cause everywhere you are feels like home

so search all you miners, you hunters of dreams
look in the alleyways for what you know is not what it seems
and feign all you maidens, but don't resist too long
least you look behind you and see your own shadow is gone
don't you know it's the last rodeo
yet find yourselves a cowboy, some one to keep you warm when it's cold

'cause under the gas lamps the air is thick in velvetine
your bones fill with hunger your heart with longing
you're no longer human you're an insatiable hole
you wanna bury your face forever in the navel of her soul
'cause you know

you need is a heart... to call home
you need is a heart... to call home
you need is a heart to call home (yeah yeah)
you need is a heart all you need
coz all you need
coz all you need is a heart, thats all
that's all

STEVENVILLE, TEXAS
housewives told to recapture their youth
by wearing floral print and suede; fixing their hairdos
with pc chemical free hairspray
martha steward taught em to make on tv
i was raised a farm girl but now im too far from home
all alone on the road
trying to figure out who i am
now the stardust has turned to sand; the sand has turned to stone
on the star making machine
im 31 years old that ain't the end but it aint where i began
my daddy; he wrote songs and he broke colts and went back to school to get a degree
now he teaches music to kids; he taught music to me
and this alaskan girl has been living in stevenville, texas, that is
yes you guessed it, i moved there coz i fell in love with a man
i moved his ex ladies things out of the closet
the same closet i moved my things back in
no it did not make me feel that great as if to demonstrate everything's temporary if you give it enough time
im 31 years old that aint the end but it sure aint where i began
but hey im just a kid; i've got nothing to lose
im the singer of songs, im the player of crowds
hey mom look - im an entertainer, im a mordern day troubador
trying to find justic with 6 strings
trying to make the world make sense out of me
trying to be loved completely; trying to love honestly
trying to find a decent high noon cup of tea in another hotel
im trying to listen to the leaves speak trying to steal secrets from the fishes in the creek
trying to figure out who i am
a pretty mediocre cook and even worse: mathamatician; maybe a mum 1 day
what will it be?
im trying to figure out who i am, but there's no hand to hold
no doc martin luther king just sycophants and mindlessness on tv
we all read magazines for the latest way to behave
so hey why not follow me; the blonde bombshell deity
i'll sell you neat ideas without big words and a lil' bit of cleavage
to wash it all down
you know everybody thought godard was a clown
man that aint gonna be me
im 31 years old that aint the end but it sure aint where i began
i guess it just makes it stevenville, texas

Last of Days

It was the last day of summer. She was waiting for him along the forest path where trees were alined.

As the wind blew she heard footsteps and heavy breathing. Slowly, she turned around. There he stood, sweaty, an image of perfection in her eyes. But there was a sense of heavy awkwardness between the two of them already. Somewhere between the perfectly drawn lines, there was a slight curve.

He greeted her with his warm embrace. It was for a brief second, then they let go.

After exchanging weird glances at each other, she blurted, "I can't go on like this anymore!"

He stared at her, allowing the sentence to sink in. The stare was hard and cold, and even her own breath felt cold to her.

"What are you saying?" he ventured.

"Both of us can't go on like this anymore. I'm sorry." The sadness in her tone surprised her. She didn't know letting him go was going to be so painful.

Deep in her heart she knew he understood, but as most guys did, he defended himself. "You're not much of a fighter," he retorted.

"Maybe that's because you can't even fight yourself," she said.

Both of them eyed each other coldly. Around them, the breeze swayed, with gusts of wind blowing at them occasionally.

Then he turned, his face towards the sunset, his back towards her. That image of perfection was gone.

She felt a tear roll down her cheek. All around her, leaves started falling, rushing to meet the air.

You Finally Came

you came into my life
gently, rapidly, quietly
you made me feel

you came into my mind
slowly but surely, silently
you somehow crept in

you came into my soul
ever so purely and beautifully
like the breeze passing me by
grasping my being

you came into my heart
evenly paced, wonderfully sweet
you were everything to me

you finally came into my life
and you are all this to me

Sweet Whispers

sweet whispers
ringing through my head

i once had you
those quiet nights of talking

silent memories
i couldn't let go of them
now they are falling apart
drifting away from me

i never had your heart
you never had mine

but i miss your innocence
my innocence

now my quiet nights
are full of remorse
i lie on my bed, numb
unfeeling, not knowing where to turn

sweet whispers
fading, fading, fading, fading...

and they are gone into the night

Tiny Things

all the things you've done and said
can you take them back?

those tiny things you've said
those little things you've done

can you take it all away?
can you take all this pain away?

those tiny things people do and say
make them a little too fake
and its a little too late for them to change

and you
maybe you don't remember me
but i can't forget

though we were together
we were living in separate worlds

i can't forget you now

White Lies

little lies like acid rain
through the town
falls on my skin
burning a mark

you lies seep through
the cracks of my injured heart
like the acid, it burns a scar

white lies
harmless lies that are told
but they still hurt

and yes
all those unspoken truthes
and untold stories of hurt
the wind carries these lies
all of them are once again discovered

the lies break me deeply
and i cant understand anything
your words are slurred
your apologies are not sincere

and like acid rain
it comes and it goes

Standing Still

you run towards her
you catch hold of her shoulders
you start to shake her hard
you're sobbing

she grins a grin of betrayal

you cry out in pain
you can't stop
she was by you all along
and now she's just gone

she stands still

you sob even harder
and you shake her so much more
you yell at her; she closes her ears

you tried to tell her how much she meant to you
the words just come out slurred
you can't reach her
her soul is gone

and you sob even more
with her just standing still
time and the world passes the two of you
without sympathy

and you remain crying
she remains still

False/Gone

i can't believe you're really gone
all that false hope you gave me

i really try to say
i won't fall back to you
but it's really hard
to see you walk away into the rain

you told me you were the liar
but what am i?
im lying to myself here
and after the smoke clears
you'd still be away

i can't believe you're really gone
without you im just passing time
i can't look for answers in my bed
my heart has begun to sound hollow

and maybe when i see the light at the end of the road
i could move on
but you just keep me from moving on
one minute appearing, saying you would be staying
and the next say you've gotta leave

and i can't believe you've just left
just when the grey skies were clearing
now im lost on my own
with no one to fall back on

you are gone
the false pretense is over
but our memories haunt me
once i touch them
they burst open with you

i can't believe you're gone

(this is actually meant to be a song, so some phrases are repeated many times. still working on the tune)

Sea Glass

hundreds of shards coloured green
all collected in a glass jar

all the broken shards were taken from my heart

there went the long line of people
the downpour was stopping
i smiled for the casual
i was trying to steal the dying day

and i don't know why im so cold

you stared for the silence
the trains pulled in
i smiled for the relief of the tension

i couldn't reach you already
you were gone as the train disappeared
into the sunset

the sea glass was all collected and given by you
i didn't understand why you had to go
you never told me

you were leaving for Vienna
and you said you were protecting me from you
you were preventing me from dying

but i was still trying to steal the dying day

the coldness of your smile
the empty look on your face
something was wrong, you were already gone

the train pulled in
you slid in casually
you didn't turn to catch one last look

that was our goodbye
you never came back

Blood Rose

the cold war
the war just rages silently
against the shadow
and the light

it affects us mentally
and it creates a border
all of us are separated

and once we meet
in broad daylight
we pass each other silently
but in the stillness
one of us has lost

everyday is just a false pretence
an act
all of us are fake
our smiles, our laughter

the matter never rests
our feelings towards each other
will always remain the same

and what is that something we are fighting for?
it's something out of reach
that we are reaching for
something that tears us apart

the rose sheds the final drop of blood among us
the battle has lost
my soul is gone

but we still meet admist broad daylight
the battle still hasn't ended
but the rose we were fighting for
has lost its blood

Emotions (Breathing)

you turn, i turn, i smile, you smile, you run, i fall...

(inhale)
cherry blossoms drift simply down
the world passes by bleakly
i can't think

my heart is shattering
you are cutting me slowly, but surely
im falling

hopes rising
i look across

you turn
we stare at each other
awkward silence between us

i force a smile
my hopes are falling
i look tensely back at you
anticipation tingles my skin

you stare coldly
not knowing what to do
then a forced smile comes

you should not have smiled
seeing you force a smile
is worse than you not looking at me

then you turn and run
im clenching my fist
im worn out

can my heart break any further?

im starting to miss you
i miss looking into the ebony black eyes
i miss your voice

i turn, knowing my heart won't follow
(exhale)

Evergreen

the sea
always changing colour
in different shades of sunlight
and as moonlight shines at night
its pitch black

the sky
always changing colour
in the early dawn it's a light shade of peach
the sky is blue on a cloudless day
entirely grey on a rainy day
black at night

the land
always changing colour
it could have been green with grass
and now it's just a desert of orange sand
and in winter
the floor is carpeted white

the trees
most of them change colour
in fall the leaves turn red and gold
drifting down to the floor

the evergreens
always in a shade of green

Anticipation

heart felt leaps
i stumble but pick myself up
and im waiting

something inside me jumps
my heart hammers painfully against my chest
my cheeks are turning from peach to pale

my palms are sweaty
they are clammed tightly shut
my nails are painfully digging into the flesh

two feelings combined into one
hope and worry
but i still look longingly

i feel my stomach drop
something inside me is stirring
im still waiting

how long does anticipation take?

Yellow Twilight

twilight

a bewitching hour
unfolding the dawn

but dawn hasn't come

a moonless twilight
silence pierces through the air
every corner you turn to
is pitch black

a very bewitching hour

every alley you turn to
there's always more than what meets the eye

the twilight is like a dream
it turns your nightmares into reality
it turns black to yellow

a few stars twinkle above
the darkness haunts the streets
the yellow twilight behind

dawn hasn't come

the bewitching hour still hanging loose
no one lingers in the streets
everywhere is pitch black

no wind breezes through the streets
it's the stillest of nights

and the yellow twilight still lingers
but the dawn has come

Light Frost

the darkest winter

vines don't shoot up
it's the winter soltice

the darkest winter night

everything is still
the lake's water is frozen
the slender moon pale against the dark blanket

stars sprinkled across the sky
the tinest light from the moon
the stars add the slightest movement of the world

the darkest winter
the wind blows cold above the chimmney tops
no one is awake

the darkest mist
envelops the scenery

the darkest frost
but the moon shines on it

the lightest frost
winter is ending

Sky and Wind (Blue and Silver Grey)

the sky meets the land
far across the ocean
the wind has begun to roll the waves

above everything
the blue sky hovers
clouds rolling over the blue patch

the sky meets the ocean
and as the sun sets
the line is gone

the wind twirls from the sky
down to the earth
it gracefully touches the ground
and begins the destruction

while the innocent blue sky
turns to an angry grey
bolts of light streak down to earth
the sky is angry

and so is the wind

and everything is still
everything is gone
but far off in the distance
the rolling of waves can be heard

Transparent Glass

misty breath forms
on the glass window
she places her hands
next to her face
she looks longingly inside

it's cold inside
he drapes his sweater over him
and walks slowly to the glass
he looks directly at her

the glass from the outside is cold
her hands feel numb from the cold
but her stomach feels warm

inside is extremely cold
the aircon is blasting
everyone inside is enjoying themselves though
but he isn't

stardust is in his hair
his mouth has drops of water
his eyes are watery blue
she stares longingly into those eyes

he looks at her chestnut hair
her hazel eyes reflect longing
she looks so small and helpless

he goes out
her eyes follow
gently taking her arm
he leads her into the party
both of them go, not looking back

the transparent glass has their hand markings

Summer and Autumn (Yellow and Brown)

Life
a gift, a miracle

the smallest vine
pushes its way up
a new life

Summer
a season
the sun shines down
mercilessly
the clouds do its job
it blocks the sun
but not for long

and the days go by

Summer
all in bloom

but its ending
very soon

and the summer fades slowly

the days get shorter and colder
the sun isn't so hot anymore

leaves of crimson and yellow
all drift to the forest floor
apples sprawled across the ground
all ripe and juicy

Autumn
a cooler season
leaves all change
into different shades
of the sunset

and the crimson leaves turn brown
they lie on the ground
till there isn't any life in them

Autumn
fading fast

all the trees are bare
except for one
it holds the last leaf of the autumn

the wind blows
the branch breaks
the leaf drifts down

Autumn
it cries and sighs in remorse
all the leaves are gone
it fades away

and winter sets in

Black Queen of Hearts

life is a clock
we can reverse time
to undo our wrongs

and for that, life's perfect

until the day the clock stops
it is at midnight

but time still goes on
without the clock
we can't reverse time anymore

life was once a clock

before the clock stopped
i briefly remember playing a card game
i had cheated

the last card i had touched
was the black queen of hearts
i had won the game

but not the battle of mind

when life was a clock
i didn't bother going back
correcting my mistakes
i always thought i could reverse time
anytime i wanted

but i was wrong

and it was 11.45pm
i made up my mind

i was about to reverse my life
when the clock striked 12pm
i couldn't go back

i never corrected my card game
and i never touched the black queen of hearts
ever again

that was my last mistake
before the clock stopped
something which time can't heal

The Cold Light of the Day

you sprint before it catches you
in the cold light of the day
everything is watching you
everything can see you

and the world follows
silently behind you
but it's behind you
not in front

as you are sprinting away
you are moving closer
to something
that puts the world behind you

you can't hide at night

but you rest at night
from your running
and the enemy catches you

but you tell yourself you are in a dream
and the next morning
you are living in that dream
of the enemy who hasn't caught you
no wonder the day light is so cold

and it's true
you can't tell the difference
between fantasy and reality

Silence of the Wind

it hits like a tornado hits
without warning, without caution
and just as suddenly as it began
it stops
you step back to inspect the damage

the wind tears through the country side
moving one mountain and the next
but the next day everything is gone
the mountains have all fallen

and just when you think
the wind is gone
it comes tearing through your life
just like a destroyer
it destroys your happiness
your life

the wind silences the world
they stare in disbelief at the damage
and watch the wind in the distance
twirling away

and now
the wind has gone
you sit by me
as the two of us stare at the damage
through the ebony blackness of the sky
the crescent pierces the darkness

and no one speaks
the silence begins again

Silver Against Time

and here we are standing
at this place that we've known before
where the sands of time run through
memories linking our past in here

all of us are holding hands
silver outlined faintly against gold
a choir of angels sings quietly above
we just stand in remorse

laughing and crying
darkness and light
death and life
all found here

this place where the waters of time pass
but time stops here
no one has named this place
its just a quiet haven

our hands are still linked
the choir's voice has faded
the rushing of air takes its place
the sands of time is blown away
the waters of time frozen

and time stops for eternity
whats left is the silver
trapped against time

Slate Blue

the day is fading once again
another uneventful day
but you have stolen my heart again
taken it from its place

the last glimmer of the sun
glimmering over the water
sitting here near the ocean
my t-shirt and jeans are damp
all i can see is you

the clouds have turned from white to grey
sunset has come at last
the battle is won my soul is gone
with all the things you said

and the battle between the mind and heart
just continues like a war raging
regions in my heart still untamed
has my heart stopped beating?

and the day is fading once again
just like a strand in the wind
water bites at my jeans
you've captured my heart again

Note on Elbony Black

its about a small boy, no more than 5, who was lost in the woods. but he was brought up so well by his parents he was aware of the danger around him and what he had to do without his eyesight. he used his other senses to get him home. he knew how to get across the river and how to recognise the floor he was on. and most importantly, he knew who his mother was. i hope all of you get the message...

Elbony Black

and wandering deeper and deeper into the night, he stumbled across rocks and twigs. the night was a blindfold. testing his eyesight, he put his hand in front of his face and waved it.

all he saw was the blackness of the night and felt the air circulating around him.

by the texture of the ground, he knew he was on some kind of forest.

he couldnt see anything, so he had to use his other senses.

stumbling and groping around, he made his way across the uneven ground. the blackness stretched endlessly, from below to above.

suddenly, he stopped. he heard water. it was very nearby. the water was rushing very very fast. it was a waterfall. he was near a waterfall.

he went down on his hands and knees and felt for the water. a cold splash hit one of his hands. he knew he couldnt wade in the water; the currents would sweep him away.

his hands groped till they came across a log. it was thick enough. he slowly sprawled his body on the log, got on his hands and knees and started crawling. fast.

and before he knew it, he was on the other side.

the floor felt different. it felt faintly familiar. he felt he knew the way from there onwards. confidently, he walked on.

a bright light shone ahead. he sprinted happily across.

and fell into the arms of his mother.

The Lightest shade of Blue

today was a very ordinary day.

at lunch all the gals went to the hall and DANCED. most of us were pathetic at dancing. but a lot of us were so we didnt mind. the best among us was probably nicole.

nothing else happened today besides that. how'd you like my previous blog? its good right? the meaning... you hafta discover for yourself. haha.

dinner now. will have to blog later.

From Grey to White

and what if
the sun didn't come out today
would i still see you
the way i do now?
or would you just be my shadow?

and what if
all of us wore masks
and even if i knew you
inside out
would i still see you the way i do now?
or would i just see your mask?

and if we could only look at a person
from the back
would my view of your back
be different from the front?
or will i just see another you?

or maybe one day
when i look back and see my shadow is gone
would i see you behind me blocking the sun?

and if you were to see me
just across from the room
would i be the same
if you looked at me up close?

and maybe if the moon comes crashing down on us
we would still see each other
but our faces would be taunt with terror
trying to run away from the disaster

and now im looking at you and you at me
the faces we know so well
will there ever come a day
you won't recognise me anymore?

Redish Pink

another usual and boring day at school today.

english was fun... i loved Iain's story. hahas... im never eating ang ku kuahs ever again!

english class was the best; the class exchanged each other's story and read it. Ms Dana was randomly switching around the stories. Zach got my mystery story. I was passing mine to Alister and she just took it away. hahas.

Alister's 1 was average. it has a storyline, but its scattered here and there. Jodie's ghost story was good. I didn't quite like her mystery story. a bit too... weird. hahas!

and mine? hmmm... better than Alister's I think. Ewan's story was more or less the same to Iain's, just that his didn't involve ang ku kuah offerings. haha.

our rehearsal went ok. I love scene 5. it's the best man! scene 3 (where Jodie and Alister "fall in love") was also pretty good. the grade 8s and 9s were helping us along too.

and finally, piano. I didn't really have the patience for it, but hey, i moved on to the last song of the book!

Jodie, if you ever read this, cheer me on!

today im in a pretty wild mood anyways... just to warn all of you. just feeling high... and happy.

i'll try and blog anyways.

White

im really bored now.

and numb.

im still online. hah! big news! i wrote 915 words for my mystery in a bag story!

hah, alister. I BEAT YOU!!

and i think i beat so many other people.

my first story i wrote when i was 8+ was like... 100words long. i still keep it in my treasure box. haha. look where im now.

progressing to be a "pro" at writing.

ok i know my ego's high. sorry.

im going for mass pretty soon anyways. im sorry about posting and blogging so many times this weekend but im bored lah.

im having a headache now. a bad one.

school tomorrow. luckily tomorrow isn't wednesday. i'll die if it was.

coz we'd have GEOG.

and most of the sjii people hate geog lessons.

orllie your language in your blog is very unlike you when you are in school leh.

i was reading your posts. they are done in a very... leh lor lah way. the 3 Ls.

usually in school, the 3 Ls are Liz, Louisa and Liane (me). haha. as people call us.

but me and Louisa aren't really close to Liz.

But its nice being part of the L gang.

supposedly the 3 hottest gals in grade 7. and i totally disagree. please count me out of this L thingy.

jeez... why am i blogging about this?? anyways sorry... my ego is soaring today.

i dunno why. dont ask me.

bored.

i'll dress in all my attires to decide what to wear for church. haha.

including the ear rings and shoes and rings.

im mad today.

Earth Brown

im so bored now... i've finished my english homework already. my mum's nagging at my sister in the background. ok, ignore that statement.

im currently waiting for alister to finish with his...

found a picture of the sunrise. nice huh?

guys, read the pit and the pendulum for me please. i dont understand what the hell that guy was doing in that prison cell.

and i dont have the patience to read it anyways.

that guy was describing his illness on 4 pages. 4 pages... who'd have the patience to read 4 pages of illness? count me out for this.

not many people are online... boy im bored. really bored.

and there's school tomorrow... yawn...

hope louisa replied my email.

MY EMAIL INBOX! I HAVENT CHECKED MY GMAIL FOR AGES!!!!!

better check now.

Through It All

this post is dedicated to my 5 best friends: claris, alister, louisa, jodie and nicole.

memories frozen in time
fall onto my lap like leaves
memories frozen in time
gathering around me
it ties me to all those times
where we stuck by each other
through thick or thin
my heart's locked room
is burst open with these memories
all good and bad
but they don't really matter
what matters is
we still have each other's hearts
locked into our own hearts

Light Grey

darn... we have so much english homework! i hate ms dana...

anyways i went for catechism just now. now im online, doing work and blogging. and sniffing too: i have a really bad cold...

im so tired now. and hungry. jeez... and i just had lunch...

like the new picture i did up on my blog?? the sunset one. i'll find a sunrise one soon...

and do my poll please. it'll close faster than you think so... arrrh just do it!

ok i think i'd better start on my english now. correction: continue on my english. arrgh... i hate ms dana... (is mr ananraj any better??)

Thunder Black

im really pissed now.

some people just don't learn.

but for eras, it has been like that.

from the beginning of time, people have started the art of lying.

the definition of lying: telling stuff completely different from the subject a person has told you.

and secrets are supposed to be kept.

and people twist and turn the truth until its like you are the 1 to blame or the person in the opposite party is.

and cads. or playboys. they all exist. all those close friends of mine should know who im refering to.

arrgh... im still so freaking pissed.

when i say freaking, i mean totally. frigging is only semi.

ok i guess im going soon.

Maroon

im now at my parent's friend's place. my parent's friend was kind enough to lend me his labtop.

and that stupid idiot hasn't come online yet.

dinner was boring. mainly adult talk.

i was yawning whenever they changed subject.

and before i knew it... BOOM... they were talking about us generation.

mainly complaining about how fast we were. like doing stuff they did when they were 17.

cant blame us. we are the mordernised version of their old 1.

without us, ipods wouldnt have been invented. ok fine, they would have been. but the ipod shops would have to close down after 1 month.

their ipods wouldnt really have ben sold. mainly, parents buy it for their kids.

thank us, the apple shop that sells ipods.

anyways i have nothing more to post about.

comment on my blogs.

my cbox refuses to be set up. sigh...

Rush of Yellow

i'll be going out tonight as i stated in my earlier blog. please take note of that.

mainly refering to claris and louisa.

and ALISTER.

please guys, try to stay up till 11+?? i'll be online about that time, hopefully.

oops, my dad's here. and lemme tell you 1 thing: he's very impatient.

which means i gotta go now.

Sunlit Bronze

i just returned from raffles city. bought a new handphone keychain there.

anyways, at the bottom of my blog is a short passage on memories. someone asked me if i had taken it from a book or done it myself.

answer is that i created it. nice huh?

got it from chris' blog.

but its still very original.

ok errr... nothing much to blog about actually. except to those who have my msn. i wont be coming on tonight coz my mum is dragging me to 1 of her good friend's place. where we are eating dinner with adults.

good news is the dinner is absolutely SIBLING FREE.

hey thats really good news k? for those siblingless people or people with older siblings.

no offence, by the way.

anyways i'll be updating my blog later.

Deep Hazel

i've decided something for my blog titles. whatever mood im feeling, i find a colour to describe my mood. unless i have a great title in mind that doesn't involve colours.

ok its abit early in the day to blog much. mainly, my whole morning consisted of watching tv. i was watching some lame shows on kids central, actually. something like pretty cure, winx club and some other childish shows.

i didnt have anything better to do, like i said.

then i listened to music. kelly clarkson mainly. and jewel and avril lavigne.

then after yawning, i came straight here to blog.

so... my cbox should be up by tuesday. post me a comment if i forget please.