Fly, fly, fly. I want to get away. I REALLY want to get awayyy.
Let's get lost, me and you.
Reality is bad. Go awayyyyy,
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Fly from the highest swing
To a field of strawberries, under the blue afternoon sky.
I had a dream,
I could fly from the highest swing.
Give me a pair of wings now. Fairy's wings. I'll put them on and fly into children's rooms and put teddies under their pillows.
I had a dream,
I could fly from the highest swing.
Give me a pair of wings now. Fairy's wings. I'll put them on and fly into children's rooms and put teddies under their pillows.
Friday, June 26, 2009
Fly me to the moon.
Someone, kidnap me please. Steal me from the roadside, put me into your car and take me away.
I want to be anywhere else but here. I want to be doing anything other than studying.
Caffeine is NOT my best friend, I'm not supposed to wake up each morning with a pounding heart, taking in quick nervous breaths.
Put me under a night sky full of silver stars, I'll talk to them and they'll be my best friends. Let me fall asleep to the ocean's lullaby.
I want to be anywhere else but here. I want to be doing anything other than studying.
Caffeine is NOT my best friend, I'm not supposed to wake up each morning with a pounding heart, taking in quick nervous breaths.
Put me under a night sky full of silver stars, I'll talk to them and they'll be my best friends. Let me fall asleep to the ocean's lullaby.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
100 books on my head
I’ll balance 100 books on my head and see how many steps I can take. I think it’s gonna be 1.
I’m that type girl who falls for a guy that appears in a dream (supermarket!), who dances Nobody Nobody But You in front of the train station outside plaza sing, who thinks her friends are much too awesome for her, who has too little of patience and self-control and too much of angst, who stays up just so she can enjoy the company of Silence dead in the night, who thinks her good friends have the bestest boyfriends possible in the world, who will be there to listen to you as long as you ask her to, who loves honey stars in milk, who used to be veryvery afraid of ghosts (but now I have God(: ), who wants to do stargazing under the Australian night sky at 4am/ Indian night sky at don’t know what time, who thinks Milky Way is a innocently beautiful name, who has trouble talking to God, who walks in the rain when shes’s sad so that 1) the lightning can strike her 2) raindrops fall with the tears, who pons school a lot because she is so very afraid, who would shave her head for ccf, who ever thought of joining the army, who ever thought of becoming an air stewardess after ib, who hates ib but is glad she chose it, who would love to thread up her honey stars into a bracelet, who loves pretty photos (like Hua’s and Tiff’s!), who doesn’t care too much about what’s happening in her family, who is an ass of a daughter, who wants to bring home a traffic light, who thinks cars cruising down the streets at night looks extremely modern and whimsical at the same time, who is hooked to msging and msning, who might possibly fall for someone who will sing to me I’m Yours, Heaven by Your Side, Top of the World, and all the Juno songs, who will marry a person who promises to open a cafe by the sea when they retire, who is afraid of big groups of people (this’s why I’m almost never at class outings), who wants to spend her whole life saving the world and making a difference, who hates the sound of vacuum cleaners because they suck (quite funny, yes?(: ), who wants to own a pink vintage car, who crashed on a mister-not-too-awesome for more than a year, who used to do cheerleading at sajc, who thinks Red Cross and God are the two most awesome things that has happened to her, who loves the stars, rainbows, mountains and morning glory, who doesn’t appreciate flowers much, who wants people to give her more books/ clothes, who is veryyy afraid of liking someone else ever again, who have nightmares about people putting her + durians + cars inside a washing machine and churning them together whenever she has fever, who wants God to appear so she can love Him properly, who is impressed by people who don’t bore her, who wants to share a subway with Ann Loh now, who is quite afraid of Tanglin Halt tomorrow, who first cried when she watched Monster Inc, who last cried because her mum didn’t let her stay over, who likes to fall asleep in the evening the golden sunlight looks awesome from my bed, who is tired of waiting.
I’m that type girl who falls for a guy that appears in a dream (supermarket!), who dances Nobody Nobody But You in front of the train station outside plaza sing, who thinks her friends are much too awesome for her, who has too little of patience and self-control and too much of angst, who stays up just so she can enjoy the company of Silence dead in the night, who thinks her good friends have the bestest boyfriends possible in the world, who will be there to listen to you as long as you ask her to, who loves honey stars in milk, who used to be veryvery afraid of ghosts (but now I have God(: ), who wants to do stargazing under the Australian night sky at 4am/ Indian night sky at don’t know what time, who thinks Milky Way is a innocently beautiful name, who has trouble talking to God, who walks in the rain when shes’s sad so that 1) the lightning can strike her 2) raindrops fall with the tears, who pons school a lot because she is so very afraid, who would shave her head for ccf, who ever thought of joining the army, who ever thought of becoming an air stewardess after ib, who hates ib but is glad she chose it, who would love to thread up her honey stars into a bracelet, who loves pretty photos (like Hua’s and Tiff’s!), who doesn’t care too much about what’s happening in her family, who is an ass of a daughter, who wants to bring home a traffic light, who thinks cars cruising down the streets at night looks extremely modern and whimsical at the same time, who is hooked to msging and msning, who might possibly fall for someone who will sing to me I’m Yours, Heaven by Your Side, Top of the World, and all the Juno songs, who will marry a person who promises to open a cafe by the sea when they retire, who is afraid of big groups of people (this’s why I’m almost never at class outings), who wants to spend her whole life saving the world and making a difference, who hates the sound of vacuum cleaners because they suck (quite funny, yes?(: ), who wants to own a pink vintage car, who crashed on a mister-not-too-awesome for more than a year, who used to do cheerleading at sajc, who thinks Red Cross and God are the two most awesome things that has happened to her, who loves the stars, rainbows, mountains and morning glory, who doesn’t appreciate flowers much, who wants people to give her more books/ clothes, who is veryyy afraid of liking someone else ever again, who have nightmares about people putting her + durians + cars inside a washing machine and churning them together whenever she has fever, who wants God to appear so she can love Him properly, who is impressed by people who don’t bore her, who wants to share a subway with Ann Loh now, who is quite afraid of Tanglin Halt tomorrow, who first cried when she watched Monster Inc, who last cried because her mum didn’t let her stay over, who likes to fall asleep in the evening the golden sunlight looks awesome from my bed, who is tired of waiting.
A Lot Like Love
I'll be there for you/ These five words I swear to you/ When you breathe I want to be the air for you/ I'll be there for you/ I'd live and I'd die for you/ Steal the sun from the sky for you/ Words can't say what a love can do/ I'll be there for you
Heard this again in A Lot Like Love. YAYY
Heard this again in A Lot Like Love. YAYY
Sunday, June 14, 2009
random picutres
this reminds me of firedrills, of hentaks, of our 101 pushups, of holding up in man's pumping position on the courtyard ground, of our debriefs, of the ncos sitting in front, of trying to stuff bandages in our pockets, of " adjust, DOWN!", of " sec3 i/c Teo Mun Ching reporting ma'am," and a hundred and one other bits and pieces. 
sec2 Odyssey of the Mind! joey and me were supposed to be twins hahaha.
frisbee, team games '08. they won this year.
when i went back to sajc for choir concert. ronald, esther, me, james.
.5 girls, the most awesome awesome group of girls, EVER. i go everywhere telling people, the girls in my class are amazing, i think we're the only people who don't ever bitch about each other! cross fingerrsss
.5 at bintan wow
orientation '09, unglam but whatever. i am SO SO glad danielyee was my co-ogl, HEH HEH i'm sure he and debbie are too! 
prom '07 at marriott. li and syl.
vip0908, last day.
church, katerine's weddinggg.
AFTER PRATA AT SYL'S HOUSE! redcross is a bigbig blessing because of these people.
i koped this from ann, JOHOR TRIP WITH ANN AND LAV. look at the dreamy look on our faces. waiting for knight in shinning armour to approach us on one of these horses(: supermarket guy, please?
Tonight when I close my eyes, please bring supermarket guy into the castle in the air that I've built for him. It has weaved-together, pink bubble tea straws for the towers, and a fort made out of candyfloss.
I'll wake up with smiles and nothing else.
I'll wake up with smiles and nothing else.
yearly cycles
Stupid girl, you are gonna fall are the EXACT SAME SPOT AGAIN. Maybe I have the gift of prophesy, I two months ago I said this,' I will still fall; head-first, foolishly, mindlessly.'
It happens in cycles, yearly cycles.
It happens in cycles, yearly cycles.
faith isn't gonna be easy!
It's awfully awful how I would rather talk on msn with friends than to spend more time with God each day. Everytime it's God or online, it's always online. Most of the time anyway. Even worse, even when it's work or God, more often than not it's work.
I was telling Sean just now, it's so diffucult to love someone you can't see physically, you know? Like if Jesus is still here physically with me and I can run to Him (literally) when I'm upset, and just bury myself within His's warm embrace, if I can talk to Him and hear his voice overflowing with wisedom and love, if I could just hold His hands and know that these are the same hands that made the stars, heavens and mountains, IT WOULD BE EASIER.
I know nobody said faith was gonna be easy. And that faith won't be faith anymore if we can see him and know for a fact He is God. But, you know? No you don't.
I was telling Sean just now, it's so diffucult to love someone you can't see physically, you know? Like if Jesus is still here physically with me and I can run to Him (literally) when I'm upset, and just bury myself within His's warm embrace, if I can talk to Him and hear his voice overflowing with wisedom and love, if I could just hold His hands and know that these are the same hands that made the stars, heavens and mountains, IT WOULD BE EASIER.
I know nobody said faith was gonna be easy. And that faith won't be faith anymore if we can see him and know for a fact He is God. But, you know? No you don't.
Friday, June 12, 2009
friends, friends(:
yesterday was good for the following reasons:
1) Imugged with lavannia ( even though i was late for 1half hours!)
2) I had tution with sylviakampeirong
3) Is met up with Angie (got ma'am, no ma'am? ) heh heh even though she's a genius, she overslpet and made this poor girl with no phone so worried. then she was like ,'uh, good owrkout lor.' the audacity(: e, it's nice how after not talking/ hardly keeping in touch since I was sec4, we could keep the conversation going for like 3 hours? i swear, we walked the entire orchard road, plus all the sleasy alleys, just so we could keep talking (my feet hurt so bad last nigght i couldnt sleep). awesome stuffs(: and to think, 5 years ago, we were Angel and Ward and I was freaking scaredd of her.
me: how come got while feather falling?
angie mm: maybee its an angeeeeel
me: er, okay. uh, do you want to wave to it?
angie mm: helloooo -looks up and waves
mmm then then i had the sweetest of dream after that. i woke up all smileees, tried going back to sleeep to contiune it but it didnt work.
sooooo sweeeeeeet.
i think i'm doomed, next time whatever it is it has to happen in a super market(: then he has to hold a sign which says " if its a yes, go to level 3. If not, just walk out."
1) Imugged with lavannia ( even though i was late for 1half hours!)
2) I had tution with sylviakampeirong
3) Is met up with Angie (got ma'am, no ma'am? ) heh heh even though she's a genius, she overslpet and made this poor girl with no phone so worried. then she was like ,'uh, good owrkout lor.' the audacity(: e, it's nice how after not talking/ hardly keeping in touch since I was sec4, we could keep the conversation going for like 3 hours? i swear, we walked the entire orchard road, plus all the sleasy alleys, just so we could keep talking (my feet hurt so bad last nigght i couldnt sleep). awesome stuffs(: and to think, 5 years ago, we were Angel and Ward and I was freaking scaredd of her.
me: how come got while feather falling?
angie mm: maybee its an angeeeeel
me: er, okay. uh, do you want to wave to it?
angie mm: helloooo -looks up and waves
mmm then then i had the sweetest of dream after that. i woke up all smileees, tried going back to sleeep to contiune it but it didnt work.
sooooo sweeeeeeet.
i think i'm doomed, next time whatever it is it has to happen in a super market(: then he has to hold a sign which says " if its a yes, go to level 3. If not, just walk out."
YAY SUPERMARKET GUY.
Sunday, June 07, 2009
Friday, June 05, 2009
hopes to fly
Now we just wait for them to disappear.
Eventually, they all will.
You bring your hopes up, so high they lift off without a trace.
You'll never allow your hopes to fly, ever again.
Eventually, they all will.
You bring your hopes up, so high they lift off without a trace.
You'll never allow your hopes to fly, ever again.
Thursday, June 04, 2009
I was just looking through the old letters. Nothing like letters to bring you back to the old times mans. And I really have a lot to thank God for. For bringing me through all those growing pains. As a small girl I think I’d really struggled a lot. Many a times I’d really felt like there’s a giant inside me bursting to get out. That who I had wanted to be/ who I supposedly was and who I really was was really different. Like the discrepancies between all these. Like I was wearing a mask to cover the girl beneath. Yeah redcross was awesome, but I think now my God is more awesome that anything else. He really took me outta the dark. He showed me that I was created in His image, perfect in His eyes. And He showed me that I was worthy. Yet so many times, my foolish, humanly ways persuaded me to walk away from Him. I think there’s still a part of me here that’s hanging on to the past quite a bit, sorry I’ve gotta rant here cos somehow it’s still bothering me. Like there’s something unresolved, but I’m not too sure what. Fears or pent-up anger or something. I really don’t know.
I was reading through letters going like i’ve learnt a lot from you, you always smile, you cheer me up, you’re kind nice and caring, you’re cute, thankyou for inspiring me, it’s like they’re talking about someone else. I’m not sure in all those years, how much of who they see is really who I am. It feels bitter sweet. Or just bitter. HMM.
So now I surrender things into Your hands.
Stained glass Masquerade really speaks to me:
Is there anyone that fails
Is there anyone that falls
Am I the only one in church today feelin' so small
Cause when I take a look around
Everybody seems so strong
I know they'll soon discover
That I don't belong
So I tuck it all away, like everything's okay
If I make them all believe it, maybe I'll believe it too
So with a painted grin,
I play the part again
So everyone will see me the way that I see them
Are we happy plastic people
Under shiny plastic steeples
With walls around our weakness
And smiles to hide our pain
But if the invitation's open
To every heart that has been broken
Maybe then we close the curtain
On our stained glass masquerade
Is there anyone who's been there
Are there any hands to raise
Am I the only one who's traded
In the altar for a stage
The performance is convincing
And we know every line by heart
Only when no one is watching
Can we really fall apart
But would it set me free
If I dared to let you see
The truth behind the person
That you imagine me to be
Would your arms be open
Or would you walk away
Would the love of Jesus
Be enough to make you stay
I was reading through letters going like i’ve learnt a lot from you, you always smile, you cheer me up, you’re kind nice and caring, you’re cute, thankyou for inspiring me, it’s like they’re talking about someone else. I’m not sure in all those years, how much of who they see is really who I am. It feels bitter sweet. Or just bitter. HMM.
So now I surrender things into Your hands.
Stained glass Masquerade really speaks to me:
Is there anyone that fails
Is there anyone that falls
Am I the only one in church today feelin' so small
Cause when I take a look around
Everybody seems so strong
I know they'll soon discover
That I don't belong
So I tuck it all away, like everything's okay
If I make them all believe it, maybe I'll believe it too
So with a painted grin,
I play the part again
So everyone will see me the way that I see them
Are we happy plastic people
Under shiny plastic steeples
With walls around our weakness
And smiles to hide our pain
But if the invitation's open
To every heart that has been broken
Maybe then we close the curtain
On our stained glass masquerade
Is there anyone who's been there
Are there any hands to raise
Am I the only one who's traded
In the altar for a stage
The performance is convincing
And we know every line by heart
Only when no one is watching
Can we really fall apart
But would it set me free
If I dared to let you see
The truth behind the person
That you imagine me to be
Would your arms be open
Or would you walk away
Would the love of Jesus
Be enough to make you stay
Tuesday, June 02, 2009
cardboard love
oh no, i change my mind. i still go awww over all those sugar-coated lines after all. nevermind that they're not for me, nevermind that most ppl probably say them at the heat of the moment ( where did we get the idea that good things don't last?). ah, yuhua's fault, her post reminded me of cardboardlove and now i'm addicted. i die, i'm a sucker for sweet lines. airy fairy stuffs.
I want to wrestle with you./ Today was great. I'm still smiling./ I'm here for you when you need me./ When we are together, my mind is calm and my heart feels full.
I want to wrestle with you./ Today was great. I'm still smiling./ I'm here for you when you need me./ When we are together, my mind is calm and my heart feels full.
where are you been all my life?
i'm sick of all those sweet, sweet catch phrases that never ever comes true for me. but this makes me go TOTALLY MAN.
http://www.cardboardlove.com/page/9/
http://www.cardboardlove.com/page/9/
invisible
sometimes, in between all that talk,
i'll feel as if half of myself is being eaten away
and the other half is disappearing.
sometimes, i'd rather talk to myself. that way i won't feel so invisible.
i'll feel as if half of myself is being eaten away
and the other half is disappearing.
sometimes, i'd rather talk to myself. that way i won't feel so invisible.
haha you are like a bad nightmare! but i guess thats how we all grow up. we get thrown into something, we think we'll never get outta it, but eventually we do. with cuts and bruises, but stronger. though sometimes i wonder that if i get thrown into the same situation again, will i fall exactly the same way? something tells me that i will. but but, at least now i'm awake and free from you.
you know, when i was small i used to be really scared of overhead bridges. i'd always imagined that someday they'll collaspe with me on it. or, you know the little gaps between the slabs of steps? i was always afraid that i'll fall through them. i ve always been afraid of falling. falling through, falling down, falling out.
on a happier note, i'm glad the world doesn't revolve around me.
(: (: (:
thankyou, rev john sim(:
you know, when i was small i used to be really scared of overhead bridges. i'd always imagined that someday they'll collaspe with me on it. or, you know the little gaps between the slabs of steps? i was always afraid that i'll fall through them. i ve always been afraid of falling. falling through, falling down, falling out.
on a happier note, i'm glad the world doesn't revolve around me.
(: (: (:
thankyou, rev john sim(:
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