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enough of the shenanigans!
the girl next door 
Amanda Scaleewander! ;DD
i'm so fly.
that's basically all you need to know.underline italic bold |
❤SH(OUT).
scream out loud
let's trace back my steps
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❤Humans.
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well la di da.
30 July 2010
"All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts....."
-Shakespeare
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts....."
-Shakespeare
The appalling struggle to survive in this lucid dream masked by the name of reality is sometimes to much of toll on one's life.
Everyone seems to just act out a role that was written for them by the playwright of life or in other words the personified presence of the pressure to be the creme De la creme of society.
The pressure is so real so strong that 99 % of the world conform to the vacuum of educationally attained status.
I'd detest myself if I were to end up like that. I want to fight for the part, the role, the protagonist that I want to play. I want to find success in alternate, creative ways. I don't want my life directed by people around me... that would be utterly a waste of life. I want to venture out i want to be able to dream big and achieve it.
LORD help me.
i want a guy to sing me this :]
26 July 2010
♥and :]
25 July 2010
pfffft.
23 July 2010
You know what hurts more than losing somebody? Seeing them around being happy without you. Going to the places you used to go to, without them. Looking back through chatlogs where you spilled your intermost secrets. Having gifts and momentos given by them around your room. But most of all, constantly thinking about how it seemed so right, just before it all came crashing down.one day, i hope you look back at what we had, and regret every single thing you did to let it end.
cut some slack and smile.
20 July 2010
it's funny how there's millions of guys out there yet there's only one for you. :]
19 July 2010
"Never think you’re nothing. Never cry at night over not being pretty enough. Never tell yourself you’ll never be good enough. Because to someone you’re everything. To someone you’re gorgeous. To someone you’re the world."
oil spills ----> byebye SBSP :c
17 July 2010
sherni this is for the heart break you're feeling. i still♥you!
Trying to beat my misery,
Don't wanna go across the sea,
And if I could take you everywhere,
There'd be no cause for my despair,
And I know we won't touch for months,
And your smell will evade me,
But our love could survive a war,
Without the slightest sore,
I know you suffer for my art,
Always pulling us apart,
Your forever in my brain,
Even when I cause you pain,
And I know I can't taste your skin,
With an ocean between us,
But our love is a dinosaur,
Hear it roar,
And I know we won't touch for months,
And your smell will evade me,
But our love could survive a war,
Without the slightest sore,
And I know I can't taste your skin,
With an ocean between us,
But our love is a dinosaur,
Hear it roar,
Hear it roar.
Don't wanna go across the sea,
And if I could take you everywhere,
There'd be no cause for my despair,
And I know we won't touch for months,
And your smell will evade me,
But our love could survive a war,
Without the slightest sore,
I know you suffer for my art,
Always pulling us apart,
Your forever in my brain,
Even when I cause you pain,
And I know I can't taste your skin,
With an ocean between us,
But our love is a dinosaur,
Hear it roar,
And I know we won't touch for months,
And your smell will evade me,
But our love could survive a war,
Without the slightest sore,
And I know I can't taste your skin,
With an ocean between us,
But our love is a dinosaur,
Hear it roar,
Hear it roar.
i know this is how you feel about him.. but i hope i can help you through it! time [eons] is said to heal everything. i wish so much you'll get through it :] i love you heaps gurl!
★diversity
16 July 2010
unreciprocated love hurts like a bitch.
yeh you a bootiful gurl. can i have yo number?!
Part IPart II
better than a hallelujah sometimes...
14 July 2010
life lessons from a coke can :]
13 July 2010
Imagine life as a game in which you are juggling some five balls in the air. You name them - work, family, health, friends and spirit and you're keeping all of those in the air. You will soon understand that work is a rubber ball. If you drop it, it will bounce back. But the other four balls - family, health, friends and spirit are made of glass. If you drop one of these, they will be irrevocably scuffed, marked, nicked, damaged or even shattered. They will never be the same. You must understand that and strive for balance in our life.
singlish randitions. have fun lyao-ing
12 July 2010
ahhhhhhh :]
my favourite is 2:28-248 :]
10 July 2010
“Most guys love a girl that is sexually active, a girl that is freaky with that shit. A girl that would meet his sexual needs. But I’m a guy that would prefer a girl to lay in bed with me and watch Finding Nemo and laugh our ass off at the stupidest things. A girl that would let me piggyback her through the beach so her feet don’t get dirty, a girl that would respect herself and love me for me.”how i wish so badly that all guys thought like this.
oish.
oish.
moochies :8
Sometimes you have to be apart from the people you love, but that doesn’t make you love them any less. Sometimes it makes you love them more.
— Steve Miller / The Last Song
i forget how to breathe♥when you get closer
09 July 2010
THIS IS OFFICIALLY MY CURRENT FAVORITE SONG :]
anti-educated derelict
08 July 2010
i really want to study super hard and do really well. but i can't seem to find the drive anymore. i feel like i'll just become an educated derelict. what would be the point of my education then aye? i absolutely adore the idea of a well adorned certificate. but where would that bring me? what person would i become? i hate the fact that I've grown up in a society..in a culture that just focuses on the sole prized possesion of the asian individual, that which is the cerebral.
i want. i try. i cant. . . find you
i wrote a song today. well i got the title and the focal sentence in the chorus but hey it's a start yeh..it goes like this.
© '' the angels in my voice yearn to sing you a love song but my heart stops them.''
[btw people please have some integrity and not copy this thanks.]
anyways yeh back to my writing that song. well actually i've been working on it and i've come up with that one line. the reason for this prolonged delay is that i want the song to be perfect for my perfect man. i thought i'd turn the tables and be the one to serenade and pamper the guy i love. but hey the song should actually mean something other than posing as a romantic poem on a piece of paper. i tried but the words sounded more condescending rather than loving. which was such a failure seeing as it went on one whole different tangent.
''The spaces between my fingers are right where yours fit perfectly."
— Vanilla Twilight by Owl City
"All that I’m after is a life full of laughter, as long as I’m laughing with you."
— Life After You By Daughtry
"If it’s real then you can hold it in your hand, you can feel it in your heart. If it’s true then you can see it in your eyes, even in the dark."
— Brick by Boring Brick by Paramore
i wanna write something beautiful and lyrical like this i mean. song writers usually write based on past experience,
the real reason i wanna write songs is this.
yeh it's true i just wanna write my real emotions out in song so i can express the inner turmoil and joy and whatever else. guess in time i'll string some of my emotions together and create a song. i will. someday soon...
walkin MY way through a crowd.
i feel like my going abroad would be my only way of finding out who i really am. my purpose in life and all that snizz knack.
i haven't blogged since January and that's only because i lost all purpose in blogging. i mean really? i used to blog with a constant need to select words that would be in need of being approved of, certain stories i could tell and some i could not. and it was not because i didn't want to, but because certain people who read my blog would have tried to 'punish' me for what i wrote or felt.
i didn't like the idea of my life and my emotions being dictated by other people.
i think that my choice of not moving over with my zone to the new church branch was one of the best choices I've ever made.
I'm not saying that people in my current church are all perfect angels, but they're certainly much more steered away from the superficial and legalistic wagon.
I've grown spiritually and as a person and have surpassed my own view of where i would've been now should i had stayed on with the old zone of mine.
and they've really put this quote into perspective for me.
''who matters, who never did, who won't anymore...and who always will. so don't worry about people from your past, there's a reason why they didn't make it in your future."
build a bridge and get over it
another person who also made me realize this my ex best friend and ex boyfriend. i realized i was just brooding over unnecessary unrequited feelings. the worst feeling is to be replaced not to be forgotten. it's the knowledge of being used that fuses that flame of anger only quenched by revenge but what is the point really. you can't really change a person and you can't really change the past. so like the quote in my prior post says.. if they didn't make it into your future then there's really no point in bothering to salvage a relationship that drains you more than benefits you.An “ex” is called an “ex” because it’s an EXample of what you shouldn’t have again in the future.
my final conclusion. if you care and you know the person won't reciprocate that same amount of care or more. FRIPPIN JUST MOVE ON. seriously there are people out there that are actually worth your time, effort and concern.
Real McCoy
07 July 2010
i'm real tired of being someone i'm not. like either trying to be someone people expect me to be or trying to act like people who i think are people i'm supposed to model after to get accepted. i realized that all you need to do really is to be yourself. the people that stick by you when you are, are you real friends the rest are just splattered bugs on the windshields of your lives. like urgh. i've wasted so much of time and effort being who i'm not as of today i will be ME! :]
"You were born an original. Don’t die a copy."
— John Mason