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Thursday, May 31, 2007

the best nights

Thursday, May 17, 2007

reeling

Exams in a few days makes me go GAHH
Cramps the day before 4 x 4 sprint makes me go GAHhh...
Wasted dance session due to Ryan's flu makes me go GAAAAAH
Lack of motivation to study makes me go GGGAH
Finding my Wetseal goods are out of stock which renders all the tediousness of choosing between dresses and calculating and transferring cash useless makes me go GAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
stupid sprees and riduculous retail therapy. I guess school and night study serves as rehabilitation, but the studying part causes too intense withdrawal symptoms. I need dance. And dancers.

Well all these and it's not surprising that I'm your Paranoid Android for the week. Or maybe month. Heck, until A's are over and done.

does anybody see
that when the lights are out
something's killing me

who's gonna catch me when I fall

Saturday, May 05, 2007

inspiration jewel

I/ I have black hair/ I pluck my eyebrows/ I have my father's ears/ my mother's hands/ I have worn feet/ and three dimples/ I played the piano/ I used to get sick alot/ I like the colour of the sea/ I've cheated on tests/ I've faked ID/ But my hair is still black/ and my feet are still worn/ and I probably won't always like/ the colour of the sea/
/I have a firm behind/ I have lips that smile/ I have veins that bleed/ I tingle all over when I'm nervous/ I feel the pain of others/ but don't cry for my failures/ When I dance I try to find my identity/ but mostly I lose myself/ I'm secretly competitive/ I've cheated on diets/ I've lied through my teeth/ But I still bleed/ and my lips still smile/ and my butt won't/ always be firm/
/I have strong legs/ I have big eyes/ and dark circles to bag them/ I have a nose/ borrowed from my grandmother/ I can understand Teochew/ My right feet can't point as well as my left/ I sing to mend my heart/ I'm sentimental/ I used to dream of flying/ I've cheated on appointments/ I faked Bhangra accents/ But I still have searching eyes/ and my heart still breaks/ I probably won't always have strong legs/ and I may not always feel sentimental/ but maybe I'll start/ dreaming of/ flying again

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