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[04 Sep 2006|10:31pm] |
[mood|  sadness]
[music| 开不了口 - 周杰伦]
if only.
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[13 Jul 2006|10:17pm] |
[mood|  melancholy]
[music| Why Don't We Fall In Love (Richcraft Remix) - Amerie]
common test. damn, i'm so dead. B for hist and econs, S for math, and looks like another S for lit. yea, BSBS. bullshit man.
tell me why it's so hard to leave you alone
busted my shin and ankle from the 3000m steeplechase, slipped off that damned hurdle. so now i'm bai ka-ed, its official.
you and i together feels too right to be wrong
bleach still owns, naruto's stuck in the fillers, deathnote, one piece and bleach ain't out yet. and i'm on my 21341413th comic and counting.
i hope you don't mind me speaking so urgently
iwantmyipodvideo.iwantmycomtohavemoreram.iwantmydamnlegstohealnow.iwantyou.
the price to pay for a love now was meant to be
so tell me about it. (:
so can we fall in love?
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| xx4 |
[10 Apr 2006|07:25pm] |
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[mood|  hyper]
[music| I'm All Shook Up - Elvis Presley]
training today at 8 was a slack 40min run. didn't expect to see anna having softball training there as well, looks like i wasn't the only one deprived of a holiday. anyways, after training, i went to j8 for breakfast with divya, caijing, she hern and wen loong. had breakfast then she hern had to leave for personal reasons(suspicious!). then went to look at bleach stuff till divya had to drag me away. caijing went home and the rest of us went orchard to get my ipod earphones (they smashed after i sat on them... i think). wen loong stayed behind in borders to read and divya and i went home.
by the time i reached home, i was hungry and ate again. then read bleach (omg. i'm addicted).
i decided to buy naruto and deathnote as well! but yea, have to collect slowly this time though, kinda strapped for cash.
i'm turning into a manga junkie! but i can't help it. X)
bleach is da bomb. damn straight.
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| xx3 |
[09 Apr 2006|10:10pm] |
[mood|  awake]
[music| Waiting For You - Allister]
chapter 1: sleepless in rj.
we do not have enough rest. and that's a proven fact. it's teenager abuse, the damned amount of work we have to do. and moe still dares to say teach less, learn more; i guess they forget to add that the lesser taught, the more there is to be done. @!#$^%$*!!
yes, i do have proof.
that's rachel, clearly knocked out.
another victim of the heavy jc workload, janice.
and anna! yes, anna! she fell asleep in CIVICS. like wth. (cheryl-ann in the background, sleeping as well)
and that, is sleepless in rj.
chapter 2: cross finals, 3days.
[mood| contemplative  ]
yes, it's next wed, that's a little too soon perhaps, but i guess the day had to come sooner or later.
being in the team was a decent surprise; but yes, with power comes responsibility, rjcrossers, let's not let us down, it's a make or break, let's show the rest what we're made of.
training with the rj team these past few days has really got me thinking. mr tay does have a point. we're not as united as we ought to be. that's sad, but i guess in a sense, inevitable, considering that all of us only meet during trainings. but crossers from other schools are perhaps, the same as well, so why do they seem so united, and we, so separated? what was really saddening was that although we're from the same cca, most of us hardly know each other. even when i ask who's who, people don't have a clue.
that's why, i've decided that we should start initiating some team building thingys, perhaps a chalet, day out at sentosa, as a team, and yes, together with the girls as well. after all, we all run under the same flag, and hold the same loyalties. it's time we got our act together. raffles! all the way! (:
chapter 3: and so the story goes..
[music| Cry Me A River - Diana Krall]
tomorrow's a holiday. woohoo.
but training at 8. so there isn't really a diff.
so should i take the school bus and reach school at 7.10 or take the mrt and reach at 8? damnit.
we'll run for our lives.
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| xx2 |
[08 Apr 2006|11:57pm] |
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[mood|  crappy]
[music| Ichirin no Hana - HIGH and MIGHTY COLOR]
and so the daylight streamed into the room, peeking past the curtains, illuminating his face.
the light roused him from his dream; the one in which he met his old friends and they all ran together, the good ole days.
we ran together
the ardous path of friendship
i ran straight ahead
but when i turned back to look
the silence; i was alone.
i ruffled my hair and glanced at the clock on the wall; damn, i was late.
and so along with the morning rush(taxi) i arrived at RJ, late, but better than never. it was the opening ceremony of the new campus, the PM was coming to grace the occasion, it was kinda cool i guess, but boring nonetheless. signed up for the bone marrow donor programme thingy, those who didn't, shame on you. and yes, i donated 37bucks, god knows why the generosity.
then, i had lunch with the rest of the team. chicken rice for 4.50 is exhorbitant, certainly daylight robbery, but heck, i ordered without checking the price, served me right.
i went orchard with she hern to purchase 21 volumes of bleach X), and went for training. training was alright, i felt relaxed through the interval training. the only irritable point was the wet and MUDDY field that totally soaked my shoes; and i didn't bring an extra pair.
i had dinner at peach garden! fabulous.
kthxbai.
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| xx1 |
[07 Apr 2006|09:03pm] |
[mood|  apathetic]
[music| Je chante pour passer le temps - Giovanni Mirabassi]
hello world.
a story of no importance at all is about to begin and you are invited to be the audience, watching from above the treacherous road of life that one insignificant boy; ex-victorian, now rafflesian; will walk on henceforth.
the story may or may not interest you, but do leave a few encouraging words, that might encourage the author to continue with the story.
and so, welcome to his life.
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