perhaps i should explain.


mumbles

guowei
taurus
all i do is sing and scoop

yawns


grunts


guffaws
agnessa
christabel
jasmine
sam
saffie
tabitha
zhengkai

gurgles
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date: Tuesday, August 21, 2007
time:5:16 PM
and the stars refuse to shine.


its been a cold but short day.
but still its a nice day.
coupled with random laughters and bitchfits.

not by me of course. (:


i miss singing nice and impactful songs.
songs that would seem to prick something deep inside.
awaken a forgotten dream or some dust-covered memory.
but listening to hana really brought back something special.
do hope that victoriachorale sings that song this sunday.

nothing beats live emotions on stage with a touching song.
i wont let some random bitch ruin it for me.

nah.
its one song that i'll never be bored of. (:


considering that i've had it on loop for like the past 15 times.
(:



YAYS
for the opening of crumplers during momo's lesson tomorrow.
mustmust take a picture of our many crumplers.
HEH(:

& i hate printing sets after sets of geog notes.
turns me off larh.
irritating.

and am constantly tired, rawrs.
cos i want to be a happy ray of sunshine.
or else i'll be grumpy and do my parrot laughter again.
and make everyone loook at me.

noooooo.


its funny how one can do sooo much for love.
taking that extra mile, waiting that extra hour, doing that little something more.
its all to cure those butterflies in the tummy.

that's it.
it filipino accent tomorrow plus during geog presentation.
that should generate some laughs.
HAHA. :D

*kicks up patch of grass*

& its weird how i read chickensoup for the mother's soul and other self-helpbooks.
when there's nothing else to read but those for women.
:S

but its nice! (:
it keeps me occupied.



fly me that kite.
then we'll run along those carpets of green.


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