holy sh*t

i'd give half my collection to have you

how long have you been seventeen; awhile

wow. it only just sunk in that i have 11 days left before i turn 17.
better make best use of it to be as immature as possible.
i'm gonna miss being 16.
T.T

to change a name is to change a life

i realised that this blog has been on a crash course to nowhere. my posts are too cryptic for even me to understand sometimes. there's so much i want to say, but sometimes things are just better left unsaid.

maybe it'll all get better once everything is done and we can all take a breather.

and of course, thank you for bringing back so many beautiful memories that got buried beneath the hubbub of life. it was just a brief moment, a few mere minutes, but you made my day. and i'm sure everyone will laugh if they truly knew what i was referring to, but i've always been a little weird so leave me be to enjoy my solace from unexpected places.

i hope i'll dream of you tonight.
it's been some time since i last did.

meaning that nothing can scratch its surface

i wonder if i ever had it.
or will i find it when the time comes?

baby you're gonna light up the sky

SILVER SHOES ARE HERE.
WOOHOO (L)

like your ass had the hiccups

eeps time's flying by

the first week's almost over D;

tastes like slytherin

hahahaha looking forward to it

thanks ying ;D

an absolutely horrid day

HOLY BANANASHIT
MY CONTACTS ARE STUCK
FUCKKKKKKKK

how we were young and stupid

SHITTTTTT SO MUCH TO DO.
what's the point of medicine when you can't take it.
i mean, if i fall asleep who's gonna do my eom.
and learn origami.
and do my econs tutorial.
I HATE ORIGAMI BTW NO OFFENCE BUT IT'S BEYOND ME.

baby we're off to a horrible start

too many things to do this holiday;
it doesn't matter if you don't understand why i do what i do.
because in all honesty, you can't.
i'll never be the kind of person you want me to be, and i'm glad for that.

bring silent heartache july to june

reposted from six billion secrets:

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I hate being the ugly one my the group of friends.

Comments on #10 (81)
May 13, 2010 10:00 AM by dc122 - Secrets
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my sis once asked me about that same thing, whether i felt ashamed/sad/etc. to be honest, all i can say is that i'm glad i have such amazing friends.

imma eat your pacman

i only just realised the google banner could be played.
but shouldn't.
urgh.
i need to start rushing out homework soon.
but i wanna fool around with formspring.
ask me something ;D

i feel like i'm moving but i go nowhere

holy cowabunga
i want everything on her hands.
those layers and layers of chains.
and omg the snake ring.
(ps. bday in 1month 2 days.)
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dear santa,
i would like christmas early.
i've been a good girl, really.
(don't listen to my teachers. they say that about everybody.)
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i haven't broken my promise to myself about the snow ice
since technically i only ate half a snow ice
:D :D :D
(please stop tempting me D<)

as is a tale, so is life

J.K. Rowling Speaks at Harvard Commencement from Harvard Magazine on Vimeo.

why why; tell them that it's human nature

i need to stop pigging out.
i can't afford it $.$
(no more snow ice/yoghurt/cookies/bubble tea/5 meals a day until june hols!)
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on a side note, i'm turning into a bloody marshmallow
i don't think i'd survive long in a game now D; D; D;

hopeless romantic i am

voices in flight was amazing.
the choir girls were amazing.
being with thirteeners again was amazing.

love you guys ;D

mushrooms of watery doom

i need to buy some water insoluble pens

bruises on my hands and scrapes on my knees; yet they still hurt less

i need to stop talking to random people on the bus. today was some 50+ year old uncle. it was interesting per se, since we ended up talking a little about brand name schools and the successful people who graduate from hci and rj. but not all of them become famous politicians or businessmen. not all of them become leaders of society. in fact, most of them don't.

does that make them a disappointment to the school?

why do they expect so much from us?

the topics for my gp essay test today left me in a very contemplative mood that i had to kick to the back of my mind until now.

"there is no such thing as luck. people determine their own lives." do you agree?

i realised that i nvr stated if i did. but it doesn't matter because every time i write an essay i actually have an opinion on, i fail it. but the thing is, luck makes a fool of us all. we are but playthings for some greater cosmic power to amuse itself, not unlike lab mice placed in a supersized labyrinth and tested for reactions to cruel twists of fates.

youth is wasted on the young. do you agree?

hell yes. if we're gonna spend our young lives stuck at desks and lectures, then we don't need this exuberance of youth. save it for later when we can actually do something. sure, it's possible to make a difference when we're still young and schooling, but not everyone has that kind of juggling ability. most of us are still kids with barely an inkling of understanding of how the real world works. let the young learn first, then give them the youth to experience the world. it is pointless to ask us to persue our passions when we're struggling for that all too essential diploma. our youth is being wasted on homework.

and again i am reminded of what an ikan bilis i am. but i guess the news doesn't come as much of a surprise, though that doesn't mean i'm not disappointed. then again, i knew it when i walked out of that room and knew that it wasn't enough. in another school, maybe. but however easy circumstances have made it to get in, i must not forget what school this is. i'm drowning in one of the biggest ponds in singapore and it sucks to be at the bottom of the food chain.

but i refuse to be eaten.
(the sudden irrational fear i developed in hc makes a lot more sense to me now. turns out the little voice in my head was light years ahead of me in coming to the same conclusions.)

WHATTHEKAI

this needs to stop.

in my dreams? sure; i can't wait

i miss thirteeners so much.

for so many reasons.
in so many ways.