blame,
& the crowd grew silent.

ugh, my gastric's acting up again. i assure you, my stomach's been permanently damaged. my mom says the next stage after frequent gastric attacks is.. stomach ulcers! ohmygosh, i don't want that ): it's gonna hurt so bad. ahh. oh what the hell, damn this shit. i really don't have time for lunch, 'cause it don't exist in my life no more. it's schedule back-to-back, please! :/ i'm gonna kill myself if this continues. oh, isn't there a better way?

been spending time folding all the paper stars :D i love doing that. but my fingers hurt so much from all the star-pinching ): ugh. and BUDDY! the papers you bought are real nice and shiny but.. they don't make nice stars ): or perhaps. you could say my skill is poor! oh bummer, atlees help me! :/ miss having you around to star-pinch for me. haha.

oh people,
COME SUPPORT US THIS SUNDAY 19NOV FROM 8-4 @ BUKIT BATOK!
i'm sure y'all know our group by now :D
YELLOW's setting up a booth at a flea market there. we'll be selling 2nd hand stuff, as well as stuff we made :D yay. all proceeds will go the SPECIAL OLYMPICS SINGAPORE.

my USB cable is giving me shit! i am so freakin' pissed. ugh. i need to upload photos of RAHH and i on our playground expedition xD tsk. swing, swing! let's go high, higher.

i'm glad i can concentrate during amath recently. bummer, i totally think school should be this way. RAHH and i came to a consensus that these holiday extra lessons have such a jc feel :D haha. i think class should start at 8am everyday! makes us feel so much more jing shen, so we all become spongy :D woohoo. RAHH and i are zai at trig identities as well as equations :D (or so we would like to think. tsk.) but i'm at a total loss for physics. what background count, cosmic and terrestrial inteference..?! :/

i'm busy. no complaints. it's a challenge.


burning bridges - pink floyd

bridges burning gladly
merging with the shadows
flickering between the lines
stolen moments floating softly on the air
borne on wings of fire and climbing higher

ancient bonds are breaking
moving on and changing sides
dreaming of a new day
cast aside the other way
magic visions stirring
kindled by and burning flames rise in her eyes

the doorway stands ajar
the walls that once were high
beyond the gilded cage
beyond the reach of ties
the moment is at hand
she breaks the golden band


like the sword that has slain thine enemies;