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08 December 2006 @ 12:20 AM
// A joyless euphoria
So I've handed up my 70% finished EE to my mentor, have yet to do my Geog IA questionnaire (gulp), got my English A1 books (1 out of 6 omg Zel you rock), and packed everything till my nose died. Omg you should've been there when Lydia, my maid and I tried carrying my maid's suitcase down from the attic. We had to stop and rest for every 5 steps because the freaking thing was DAMN BLOODY HEAVY and I couldn't stop laughing at both of their very retarded faces wahlao sweat like pigs man. :D Check this out: Mother ( packing vitamins): Eh do you all take Evening Primrose Oil? Zelanie: No we only take it in the morning. Okay Lydia happily laughed all the way from the kitchen up to our room and it took me approximately 3 flights of stairs before I realised what an idiot I was ahha. :D --- You know something? Everytime someone else talks to me when I least expect it, I'm blissfully reminded that I still have a life where others know of and appreciate my existence on Earth besides you. It's a rather nice feeling, but the person I'd like the see the most before leaving is you. Hopefully our telepathy is starcrossed tonight because whateer happens tomorrow and the next twenty one days may change the course of our future forever. Love you. :)Going, going... Gone.
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#1 superhero
Zelanie Jael Soh.
26 November 1989.
Hope SG.
Singapore Management University.
IB survivor.
zelly.fiedd@gmail.com
Forgiven.
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I'm finding my own words, my own little stage
My own epic drama, my own scripted page
I'll send you the rough draft, I'll seal it with tears
Maybe you'll read it and I'll reappear
From the start it was shaky and the characters rash
A nice setting for heartache, where emotions come last
All I have deep inside, to overcome this desire
Are friendly intentions and fairweather smiles
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08 December 2006 @ 12:20 AM
// A joyless euphoria
So I've handed up my 70% finished EE to my mentor, have yet to do my Geog IA questionnaire (gulp), got my English A1 books (1 out of 6 omg Zel you rock), and packed everything till my nose died. Omg you should've been there when Lydia, my maid and I tried carrying my maid's suitcase down from the attic. We had to stop and rest for every 5 steps because the freaking thing was DAMN BLOODY HEAVY and I couldn't stop laughing at both of their very retarded faces wahlao sweat like pigs man. :D Check this out: Mother ( packing vitamins): Eh do you all take Evening Primrose Oil? Zelanie: No we only take it in the morning. Okay Lydia happily laughed all the way from the kitchen up to our room and it took me approximately 3 flights of stairs before I realised what an idiot I was ahha. :D --- You know something? Everytime someone else talks to me when I least expect it, I'm blissfully reminded that I still have a life where others know of and appreciate my existence on Earth besides you. It's a rather nice feeling, but the person I'd like the see the most before leaving is you. Hopefully our telepathy is starcrossed tonight because whateer happens tomorrow and the next twenty one days may change the course of our future forever. Love you. :)Going, going... Gone.
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thank you, god
At this moment there are 6,656,482,412 people in the world.
Some are running scared.
Some are coming home.
Some tell lies to make it through the day.
Others are just now facing the truth.
Some are evil men, at war with good.
And some are good, struggling with evil.
Six billion people in the world.
Six billion souls.
And sometimes - all you need is one.
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