♥ for all that we've done,

Monday, September 29, 2008 @ 6:02 PM

science paper can only be described in one word:

TERRIBLE.

sheesh! memories so many tables, panic panic panic, then end up, one question here, one question there. do so many balancing of equation, come out two only. one multiple choice, the other one dont even need to balance. GAHHHH. then come out all sort of weird questions that everyone guess here guess there, try to use common sense, (which is ult lacking in cedarians, we only have exam sense)

How do you differentiate between (gas1 - assuming it's alkali) and (gas2 assuming it is acid)

leena's the best. see color change. 3 words for a 3 mark question. 1 word 1 mark, best. belbel say put black board behind and see which gas moves faster (mass atomic numbers were given)

recesses during exam periods when someone goes, then that question arh, then eh, right or wrong and all the nonsense we come up with, haha, fun!

anyway, conclusion. stupid questions, then never teach us somemore.there goes section C. 30 marks!

lit was fine. apparently the paper was set by sng. haha, I am sorta happy, cause the short stories were gone through by Madam Audra. and then I could "hear" her voice telling us about the protagonist. come out the same passge, whoo! liuliu is madd I tell you, she just write and write and write and write. scary.

tomorrow geog.

and I seem to be running a fever again. quoting deep: one exam you hiccup, one exam you sneeze and cough. geraldine arh you!

HAHA. not my fault!

Sunday, September 28, 2008 @ 6:13 PM

another break, since I just retyped the definition for combination as the chemical breakdown.. which, yea, is totally wrong.

So to an extent, yes, my writing life is currently at its doldrums because there's not much life to fill space up. There are too many rules, too many social constructs to follow, that I can only blog earnestly about food and music. But is this why people blog? I already know that most readers sneer upon teens who blog self-centredly. Some have become so madly in love with themselves it's like solipsism on steroids, but let's all be thankful that they don't blog. However, it doesn't take a Sigmund Freud to understand the sensitivity of our minds and emotions, and to realise that we too need a form of release and catharsis.

. haha, so now friend, you think that way too? (:

I get extremely amused at your posts. (:

@ 10:34 AM

I hate being treated like I am fragile or weak. remember that, wont you? I am younger, perhaps more innocent to the ways of the world. but I am a debater, I come across information online that many people might not know of.

I know you think it is for my own good, but. I do not appreciate being protected. thank you very much.

sheesh. geraldine shall continue mugging.

@ 10:22 AM

I sat, eating breakfast, when a thought stroke me.

how do I capture all my memories of cedar? all the laughter, the fun, the stupid things we do, the absolutely funny conversations that we have?

I may just turn to the conventional methods of scrapbooking, you never know. (:

Saturday, September 27, 2008 @ 11:08 PM

I saw a bunch of riders on my way home. I had to swerve my bike to avoid them, had to look from a distance at the tricks they were doing. that was in the afternoon.

I was reminded of videos, pictures, converstations. I thought, I know what they do, what they think, what their attitude towards life is.

I saw, and I envied them, for the lives they were leading.
I saw, and I missed.
I saw, looked away, and tried to drown out my own thoughts.
I saw, knew.
worlds apart. was, and is.

for every single time I want to turn away from bmxers, my head hurts once.

dont bother commenting on this post.
I type, without restrain, without mincing my words, cause right now? I dont really care much about how you see me. dont judge me, unless you know me, and you know this whole thing.

guess what, know it alls. unless you are me, you wont ever know what I am thinking.
I am apt at reading eyes and expression. so you will never see me, for who I am.

mug.

Friday, September 26, 2008 @ 5:07 PM

shit, breaking hiatus.

I am going to flunk history, didnt have time to get to evaluative at all, and I just screwed my sect A, sheesh time management. I dont even think half the stuff I scribbled in 45mins was valid, die. ):

there goes my history, so much for double humanities class. ):

Thursday, September 25, 2008 @ 10:45 PM

chiong for the last 50miles, the countdown starts again after a temp freezing of time.

school's been fun, seriously. I love gang, muacks.

shall be more detailed soon enough, and people *cough* are going to spoil my rep *cough cough* by posting unglam photos after the exam period. sheesh! what whall I do? kill them, HAHA. (: cough leena, cough bel!

goodluck for hist & the upcoming papers!

geraldine shall go on hiatus status, late as it is to even have one (:

after EOYs list to do

1. DEBATE, seriously
2. clique outing! 3rd oct, ohmygod. (:
3. crazy el sec2s outing, hehs heh heh. plans are undergoing, ben and jerrys are a must please. (:
4. open house prep!
5. COALS!
6. SF camp!
7. churchies outing
8. reunion!
9. chalets chalets chalets chalets!
10. HAVE FUN before 8th oct, sheesh!

Wednesday, September 24, 2008 @ 10:29 PM

The first thing I want to do when exams end (in 9 days in 9 days), is to badger Joy, THE debate captain, to go ask for interlevel spar, to warm up and clean away the thick layer of dust on our speaking and reactions, always slows after stopping for more than 2 weeks, serious. Then, I WANT TO DO A INTERSCHOOL SPAR. SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME THERE's SAIDS debate this year. I want to do comps! RAWR! spar also can actually, I dont really mind, just something, INTERSCHOOL. GOSH.

I still use the comp to type, still classify points. exam points that is. never thought I would miss chionging cases this much. RAWR.

I promise I promise I wont complain we always meet the same schools, i.e RI and XM and RG and HWC and I dont know what. I promise I wont complain and slam schools anymore, I just want to debate, spar on the floor and work with that kind of stress.

gosh, I MISS DEBATE. ):

geez, 9 days, please pass faster!

@ 6:38 PM

everyone's been indulging, haha.

isabel in her shows,
and me, in a 4 hour nap.

wasted time, surely, but heck, it feels damn good to be refreshed for once. (:

dont worry guys, I wont break down yet.

countdown: 5 papers, 9 days.

@ 4:11 PM

does the equation of leadership reads good results?

that seems to be what cedar's teaching me. I see conflicting sights. good leaders, fab ones. bad leaders, who cant seem to lead. well well well.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008 @ 10:40 PM

when you feel like verything is useless,

what do you do?

I dont like to lose control. especially of myself. I'm keeping myself very very far away from blade.

Is there a point in studying?

when you put in your all, but you dont get what you want
when all you want to do is lash out, but you have to be strong
when you dont get what you need.

I am clinging on to the edge of sanity. is ths because of exam stress?

@ 10:19 PM

I am officially down. temperature check: 27.2

the only thing that is keeping me from giving up on maths is Mr Ang's hopes for us. I want so much to do what I say, to entirely give up on maths and dedicate that time to something else. but everytime I put away my paper after I run into a fix, I remember the efforts and hardwork he put into pulling up our class's grades. and I feel so guilty, I cannot give up.

right now though, I am still extremely furstrated, and, well, the fog in my mind refuses to disperse. I feel like crying.

@ 8:11 PM

I find it oddly weird and extermely amusing at the way some people do things.

hey, no pity from me, I have already had more than enough from you. I used to try to tell you why your ccamates hated you so, why it seems like the whole world has something against you. you didnt understand, did you? but it wouldnt have been that bad last time, cause you had us. now, I dont know, I dont seem to be able to say the same, would I? and posting on your blog doesnt seem to change reality much; unless you want pity. personally, I would have just flunk that aside, you choose with your actions and words to discirminate against yourself. failed propoganda equates to more hate, remember that. prefects? half the clique used to hold that position. monitress? well, we were all leaders at one point or another. dont use that and try to elevate yourself and give yourself an excuse for that kind of disgusting behavior. puppy eyes dont work.

besides being amused by some people, I find Oniontho very amusing too. oh, and some people are just so cute when it comes to hist and general knowledge. in the past few days, I have heard that:

GP(general paper) is general practitioner and global practioner
Qin Shihuang was fake.
HMS Prince of Wales and Repulse(the battleships) were people
Dutch( the colonial master) is a person
and that monopoly was just the name of a game (which, yeah is sorta of true)

HAHAHA they inject joy into our boring muggerful lives, really. and I am totally sincere about this, please do not interprete sacarsm.

Zee is also damn funny. while I dream of failing papers or blanking out or nonsense along that line, she dreams about a funeral and someone inside who would make her blush from school. HAHA, so-chic.org bears her poem, and really, please bear in mind that she is in a girl school and there are no boys walking around in skirts. I cant believe with all her nonsense this year that I used to think she was by the book and I actually went home to complain to my mom that I was going to have a boring table partner this year. really!

meanwhile, I have officially fallen ill, and though I have alot of funny things to relieve, my mind is simply too stoned and too cluttered to sort them all out. considering that this clutteredness of mind came with sorting out history notes, that's another irony.

right, should I pon school tomorrow?
but I should go and do maths now, gahh. (:

Monday, September 22, 2008 @ 10:04 PM

school was so fun today!

bad news now's that my foreseen free english periods have all been replaced by science. geez.

had lots of fun today, seriously. whole day hullabobing over the China incident. see, cedarian are up to date with current affairs. like duh, why, cause it involves our favourtie food. in the midst of all the nonsense, everyone seems to have forgotten that melaine doesnt really affect kids above 2. hmmms, why I wonder.

conversations, HAHA. deepa is a desperate person. leena's plain silly, and everyone else had laughing gas after food. good compliment if you ask me.

mugging maddness's gripping everyone tight, but all I want to do now is sleeeeep. eh, at least I have been doing things okay, shut up.

Sunday, September 21, 2008 @ 11:59 PM

Musing

teens these days are pathethic. me included.

we are overprotected, over spoilt, over studied.

however
when all the social problems arise, miraculously, we are the ones at fault.

teens these, teens that, teens those.
rebellious and angsty are used, so conveniently, some seem to have forgotten their meanings all together.

checking of smses and forcing kids to mug, now, that's not protection.
that's just pushing your kid further down the ravine. do you know, parents?

@ 6:09 PM

it's the heart, afraid of breaking that nevers learns to love.

nopes nopes nopes
it's, a heart, once broken, twice protective.

guilt, leave me alone, taking occassional breaks wont kill.

sheesh, I need to go hug my newfound bf now, my notes.

Saturday, September 20, 2008 @ 10:39 PM

on the bus home, with my notes sprawled on my lap,I realised that I'm beginning to find the joy in mugging.

sipping frappes at macs,
gulping soyabean at airports huddled in jackets,
taking breaks and being high,
being engaged in unproductive mugging dates

explaining things to each other,
suaning each other's notes,
finding out that everyone forgets things here and there,
clarifying doubts

sitting in total silence,
swearing at stupid definitions

beign totally stressed out
or being numb

being students, being friends.

Friday, September 19, 2008 @ 11:09 PM

today was totally crazy, really.

paper1 was okay, paper2 was totally maddness. parroting leena, what the hell is wrong with the chinese department!

afterschool, last minute decision to mug at national library, so it was just lucky that I brought my notes along, actually only intending to read on the journey home, or find some corner in the park to curl up and read with something cold. instead, I got more than I bargained for, lots of laughter and nonsense, interesting convos, and no mugging done. sheesh geraldine, sheesh!

oh, and I find sec1s oddly interesting, when they are being all lame and playing stupid games while seniors lean over parapet walls and stare at them. HAHA. they were playing the link hand untangle game, and me and deep deep were going, stupid messy hair person, she dont anyhow move can already. however, it is about time they started thinking about consideration and stop shouting like mad people when the sec3s start their exams, geez. shall stop being mean

and the newest sec2 trend is..butt whacking. had so much fun during recess. HAHA, bully 2C people! we rock. I should have taken a picture.

sheesh, exam update: languages are out of the way, the humanities move up to the forefront of the battlefield.

Thursday, September 18, 2008 @ 5:16 PM

every blog I go to, (yes whack me I am slacking) reads along the lines of "1 down, 6 to go", "3rd Oct come fast fast", "everyone mugging is scaring me".

sheesh, everyone is scaring me with all their hardcore mugging, gahh. I need to work harder, but I have been quite lacking in motivation.

english was quite okay, wrote argumentative, took a politically correct stand but had a few not so politically correct points. mal best, FFE. HAHA, debaters all think along the same line. compre has been the hardest out of all we have been attempting so far, hiccup fit during paper2, gosh. embarrassing, miss wan stared at me. anyway, english has never been a problem for me. shall go do chinese now, else my mom will kill me if I come home with anything less than an A2 for chinese. seriously.

Wednesday, September 17, 2008 @ 10:17 PM

thing about me is, when I make up my mind to work hard, I really really do. self praise, but yes.
but now, I kinda regret slacking throughout practically the entire year, really really really regret.

at approx 2 and a half hours from now, the counter will read, 0 days to EOY. then another countdown will begin, a much brighter one. but at the moment, I feel insecure, unprepared, and fear. fear for maths. maths maths maths maths maths. I am so screwed for maths. maths maths maths. that m word's driving me nuts. nevermind, I will find a way to do it, I can, and I WILL.

Tuesday, September 16, 2008 @ 7:14 PM

It gets amusing, how times seems to fly for those periods you like, and how time just positively stagnates for the others. well, the second last day before we start officially start alternating between hyperventilation and absolute calmness is here, and poof, over. well, at the rate things are going, EOYs will be over before we know it. then we will have to buise ourselves with openhouse, COALs for those who are attending, and enjoying the last dregs of our sec2 life doing stupid things.

the sky's been beautiful lately, and I have started sitting down in the park where I walk home by cutting through for 10mins everyday just emptying my mind and enjoying. it's therapatic.

right, there's a need to mug. (:

Monday, September 15, 2008 @ 10:30 PM

for a period of time last year, the magic words were prefect nomination.
this year, it is COALs. weirdly, even though we arent the class with the most PCs PSLs, we have about like, half the class going to COALs, including most of the recess gang and counting onion out, the whole clique. cool right.

the bad thing is, I am terrified of heights. guess, I will just have to overcome it, hmmm.

everyone was so superduper high today, really. damn fun. with 3days to EOYs, you would think we would all be somber mhm?

oh, and maths papers are more than enough to flood the entire room I swear, especially with the rates that Mr Ang's giving them out. gahh, do maths dont need to do anything else already.

right, geog. right, lit. right maths. I swear they are conspiring to kill me!

and I like mugging sessions with random EL people, and we're going to have alot of fun during openhouse prep, let's not die in the process. somehow, I was smiling alot when I was transfering names, the levels seem to be grouped together, something that neither ICs made compulsory for fear of making them whine.good to see, (:

oh, funny conversations.

" WHERE HAS THAT DAMN PERSON GONE?!"
"mhm? she has gone mad?"

"geraldine, I see your notes I feel very sad for you"
"huh why? cause you havent study yet right!"
"cause you so no life."

"liuliu is the boring textbook person, geraldine is the boring notes person"
"mhm, and you are neither?"
"well, at least I study okay!"

Sunday, September 14, 2008 @ 10:56 PM

It seems impossible to feel lonely, especially in this time and age, when everyone's just a click away. shrinking world concept, geog.

but lonely, that's how I feel.

ever got too use to having someone around? someone who seems to inexplicitly understand what you are trying to say, what you are feeling, what you need, without you ever having to say a single word? being tickled by things that would normally be called lame? never realising, till everything's over.

guess this is one of the times I just really really want to talk to you. last year, before EOYs, I wasnt ever so stressed, last year, when I was prepping case, I never ever felt so strained.

last year, I would have scorn you if you told me it is possible to miss someone that it feels like your head's on a noose. I would have given you 10reasons why it is illogical, unreasonable and thrash you. now I know what it feels like.

on a side note, I really really miss debate. even if I am not doing as well now as I used to. sheesh, I need to work on it. I dont ever want to disappoint my seniors, or myself. nevermind, that shall be right on top of the todo list after EOYs.

geraldine, back to lit please. both feets on the ground now.

@ 9:43 PM

one of my most unproductive study dates, but I still had fun.

random: I think To kill a mocking bird the novel is more interesting than the play.

@ 12:16 AM

mid atummn festival.

somehow, I have distinct memories of those I've celebrated in the past years, be it with friends, relatives, cell group, family. at different places, but with the most vital aespect the same. mooncake, candles, and fires. the only time of the year when it is legal to do so.

I tried to keep the fire going this year after ditching my line of candles to let it burn itself out, it somehow seemed to me that the things we burn are so close to our life. some people are like paper, they burn with a bright light, but they dont last long, burning out fast. some are like wood, they take along time to catch fire, but they burn for a long time. yet easily influenced by the external factors, wind, oxygen. some are like dried leaves. people discard them, think they are useless, and they dont burn bright or strong, all they do is to help the wood to catch fire, burning themselves out quick.

& I wonder, as I look at those bits and pieces crinkling in the flames, what kind of live am I leading?

Saturday, September 13, 2008 @ 7:24 PM

try soaring while you are tied down by strings, weighed down by thick metal bars.
try feeling happy while you are groggy and stressed.

try smiling, when all you want to do is lash out at that no brainer talking.

try, why dont you?
try, then come and tell me I am being ridiculous.
you irk me.

you say I am pessmistic, you say I take things too seriously, you say I dont know how to have fun.
well, tell me, what on earth is your fun?

sniffing glue? hanging out with that bunch of hooligans? I have had about enough, I dont care if you are going to fume, going to go after my head. dont you dare strike me, I am not a meek amiable your stereotyped girl. I have a mind, and thank you very much, I dont misuse it.

you changed alot since I last saw you.
I dislike this new you.

@ 6:41 PM

turbulent mood swings lately, doesnt help that everyone's fretting like mad people over the upcoming exams. 5 days, kill me or something.

yesterday's STR was good. I particularly like the chior, and the fact that ST is a very very logical person, he helped me to make the mental link that I never could before. on the other hand, someone was seriously trying my patience which was already on the short end.

geez, am sick, as with half of the people I know. gahh, nevermind.

somehow there are always many things to blog about, but never enough time to go through them one by one, never enough memory to accomodate them all.

anyway, I am quite happy with my new phone, 6600 slide. though the fonts are abit too big for my liking, but ohwellz. no one gets the ult best, so right.

maths, continuation.

Thursday, September 11, 2008 @ 11:49 PM

today is one of the days in which when you think back, you just want to chuckle out loud.

school's been productive, meaning. all the teachers are teaching something that doesnt make me feel like I am about to age there and then and grow mould on my hands.

paper has been passed around, asking for confirmation of marks, which signifies the closing of any turnover you want to make for the 40% of marks in your report book. school's become mostly mellow, if you ask me. I enjoy maths lessons now, revision worksheets, everyone's so absorbed in what they are doing, no noise. conducive. (:

kukukidnap after maths remedial, HAHA. we were so mad, tug of war, fooling around, singing age old songs. "who wants your ugly bird!" kukukid by the way, is a duck soft toy. (:

D&T is terrible, I swear half the known universe was doing THE thing just now. shall go do maths, in case I get killed or made to feel guilty

Wednesday, September 10, 2008 @ 8:03 PM

our song, long ago, in our room. I heard it today, in a video. I finally got the title of the song, remember our little bet months before. it seems like centuries ago now. it feels like my insides twisted in a knot when I heard it. you asked me to find the piece, and continue it. the song ended on a sad note. and I never did pick it up.

today was a high high high day. dont know why, was just extraordinary high. malued myself three times today, how, grrrr. unglam!

I am not in the mood to post, though I love bel, and I am glad that you are ok. (:

shall, go into details, soon.

Tuesday, September 9, 2008 @ 10:17 PM

the words you were saying didnt really register with my already very dazed brain, but the tone. it's just so, you. I missed ya 'round, but we know.

let's be logical people, and not wear our hearts on our sleeves. nopes, not our way. cause I dont want to walk myself through another illogical maze of so called love. the way I figure things now? if people find it so easy to say the supposedly 3 magical words I love you, they aint so magical anymore.

I'd prefer 3 other words, I am sorry.

gahh, back to work

@ 8:34 PM

let me tell you what is damn boring, tedious.

school. wow, big surprise.

schooling years are supposedly the best but, hey, of course you would say that, when you are schooling, that is probabaly the only thing you have. no contrast and compare.

dum dee dum dee dum

cassandra teo, liuliu, is a total annoyance. HAHA. (: D&T modelling after school was quite interesting, life stories, haha.

trained home with estee, and saw a number of primary school associates. dropped off at simei, met estee's sister. trained home alone after buying groceries for the mom, saw dating couples. haha, I couldnt help but smirk, hehs. (:

Monday, September 8, 2008 @ 11:07 PM

Logically speaking, and conforming to the current trend, I should go on hiatus in anticipation of the upcoming eoys. no, that's too positive a conotation. but, yes.

however, no. I am going to continue blogging, and will probably do so throughout the exams.

ARE YOU MAD?! IF I CANT EVEN HAVE AN OUTLET, I SWEAR I WILL GO MAD.

see, am mad already.
nono, not cullen, nono, not love, nono, not ou-ing.

yes yes, studies.

studies make people shudder and stutter and become stupid.

note the "S"s. however, please do study, then people can choose the smart people among the dumb people and put us into streams. see, another S. how, silly and yet, typical. great.

@ 10:39 PM

day 1 of term 4.

this appeared on the board bright and early in the morning when I stepped into my dear darling affable classroom. countdown to eoys: 10 days (hmt listening compre tomorrow)

well, the first one isnt much of a surprise, the people who dont know either havent been on earth for quite a while, or has been in a coma.

the second one took me off guard. yesh, so we are to be subjected to bad chinese music that gives the traditional music that I used to play with much relish a bad name, and be treated as idiots who cant seem to find answers in multiple choice forms that are blaring at us in the face. I swear listening compre, you dont need to listen, just use commonsense also can get the correct answer. geez.

first day didnt go too badly, since we already know the whims of our teachers. as sherilyn puts it, one teacher loves to encourage us and give us hopes, no matter how false. the other likes to put us down and tell us how incredibily stupid and lousy we are, not in that kinda phrasing, so, we stay put in the middle. not up, not down. how wonderful.

last period was a total annoyance, full stop. I dislike having to live up to irrationaly high hopes that some individuals like to set on girls school. we are not saints, just idiots with better brains and studying techniques or just plain kiasu.

I think D&T is a waste of time I can put to use doing much more productive and mind filling things other than tinkering with smelly wood glue and icecream sticks. not that it isnt fun though.

studying at the airport put a full stop to the three most muggable subjects. huge sense of accomplishment, with nagging worries. full stop. no more no more making notes and following study timetables. good, yesh? (:

Friday, September 5, 2008 @ 11:49 PM

You can give without loving, but you cant love without giving

another friday night, another wait, subconsciously.

I made the right choice then, right?

why does my head insist on warring against my heart?

back to immigrants, and that marks the end of two muggable subjects.

@ 9:30 PM

since I have just decided that I want to be a total slacker and drop out of school, I shall start looking at home schooling options. which means I get to wake up late, slack when I feel like it, follow my own timetable, and take long afternoon naps and be absolutely anti social, I have decided to put away that darn history guidebook.

well well well, sweet dreams cant hurt.

reality sees me in front of the guidebook and that textbook doing notes on the comp since I am quite sick of writing out all the points and I am getting damn irritated with my own handwriting.

I shall not narrate my boring day, so as not to bore the brains off people, knowing that they need full use of it to study.

geez, laying off books is making me feel damn guilty. now I know why sec4s feel guilty going out before Os.

on a side note, I realised that I am better at mugging then doing homework, dont ask me why. and guess what, i just found out that even blog reading can be terribly stressful. babes, the heat is really going up

shall go pong pong and feel more relax and languid before I go back to the miseries of world war 2. been putting off that chapter for god knows how long. /:

@ 8:29 PM

sometimes all you want to do is slack
this is just one of those lazy days.

unfortunately, this lazy day just dropped in bad.

I am looking at cookie, at the history guide book, history text book
and thinking of turning on some really stupid drama serial I will probably just snort at.

wth. 13 days..and counting down.

Thursday, September 4, 2008 @ 3:20 PM

vexation.

you leave me at a loss as to what to do, how to handle you.
you said I was playing with fire, but right now, a nagging thought in my head that the fire is you.

yeah, let's meet on the sparring mat, it is the only area we match.

Wednesday, September 3, 2008 @ 10:33 PM

one of the most commonly heard phrases from my fellow sec2 cedarians this holiday is : I dont feel like studying, I am so sian, there's no life with the books, or anything along that line

one of the most common things that everyone's been doing is: mugging their head, guts, and swallowing their textbooks whole, chunks and strips, making notes, being hardcore.

hmm, interesting, no?

@ 10:51 AM

couldnt resist blogging, so, a quiz I owe sandra from god knows when. sandra you ego dodo bird, what silly answers you gave!

If I were a sweet,
I probably wouldn't be sweet.

Sweet means...
taste, stuff that makes my stomach make a hop

My sweetest body part is..
I dont taste myself?

Sweet nothings- Love or loathe?
sweet nothings are nothing. how do you love or loathe nothings?

My favourite candy is...
many many, milk chocolate right at the top

I'm sweet on..
debate, freedom, piano, myself

My first sweetheart was..
erm, more practical than sweet

The sweetest thing a guy ever said was..
- sweet dreams, sweet one - dont ask me to comment please

Do you think you're sweet?
of course not, I dont want or intend to be

The last time I went 'sweet' was...
cant remember, I think it was some gesture or something.

I take my own sweet time to..
shower, therapy time!

What are your sweet dreams made out of?
not dreaming?

Tell us a sweet little lie..
I like second guessing myself

Ever bought a big sweep ticket?
gambling is not my style.

What famous play does the words "parting is such a sweet sorrow" come from?
Romeo and Juliet ; shakespeare must have been oximoronic, what sweet, what sorrow? (not some pop lyrics you dodo bird!)

Sweet surrender makes me think of...
haha, nah, like i'm actually going to say it here. (:

Tuesday, September 2, 2008 @ 11:21 PM

what's luxury.

chocolate, rich and dark.
debating, fiery and strong
curling up on the bed with a good book
curling up on the bed with you on the other side of the line
waking up to nice smells from the kitchen drifting in (my room faces the kitchen)
snuggling under blankets on cold weather day
eating good food with better company
crapping with friends
bonding
planning things that would make others smile

sea breeze is good
good soothing music is good
efficiency, reliability

rawr, geraldine stop dreaming. go mug. stop sidetracking.

here in physical strength and mental will, I match you.

@ 10:39 PM

How, how am I supposed to feel
When everything surrounding me
Is nothing but a fake disguise
I don't know,
I don't know where I belong
It's time for me to carry on
I'll say goodbye

I can't stop the rain from fallin'
I'm drownin in these tears I cry
Since you left without a warning
I face the dawn with sleepless eyes
No I can't go on
When clouds are pushin' down on me, boy
I can't stop, I can't stop the rain
From fallin

So, tell me where I went wrong
I'm stuck inside a dream long gone
It's hard to reveal the truth
Your love,
Is nothing but a bitter taste
It's better if I walk away,
Away from you

I can't stop the rain from fallin'
Im drownin in these tears I cry
Since you left without a warning
I face the dawn with sleepless eyes
No I can't go on
When clouds are pushin' down on me, boy
I can't stop, I can't stop the rain
From fallin

@ 9:06 PM

normally, I would fight you tooth and nail before I admit that I am old.
today, I would gladly agree that I am coming to age before having to run another flight of escalators.

morning was amusing, went around the places to stick stickers for preparation. HAHA, the things we get to. the kids arrived early, and it was fortunate that we were too, else it would have been total chaos. did some last minute changes, and changed 4 groups to 2 ; me and cassandra paired up.

I swear the next time I see any basketball or netball sec4s, I am going to bow my head, use my file, flip my tie, let down my hair, do I dont know what, just to hide my face. we were playing rag and bone outside longjohns, and they were inside longjohns, and they got a prefect view of me and cassandra making a fool of ourselves. I am just thankful we werent wearing house tee and there is a slim slim chance that they didnt recognise us.

the kids had fun, according to the teachers, and I really wish they did. they made me smile alot, and it really warms the heart when they do simple things like give you a hug, or even tug your hands to say thank you. it makes up for all the lost hours studying, braincells and fear of shopping centers.

the dunking was fun, even if it wasnt warranted. (: it is also the probable cause of my fever at the moment, haha. lesson number 1. dont get soaked to the skin and walk in and out of the food court doing food arrangements.

oh, and thank the Lord, the rain stopped, and we didnt end up with a bunch of cranky kids unable to play with water. (:

Monday, September 1, 2008 @ 11:47 PM

it is not hard to find me sleepy, cranky, ranting, laughing, hysterical, childish, serious.
it is very very hard to find me defeated.

and that's all I am feeling now, defeated.
defeated by my own head, by my own heart, listen to the voice of irony.

I am wayyyy behind homework, I have been slacking of my study timetable. it is 01 30 now, I need to be up at 7 tomorrow to join the morning commuters to one of my least favourite places to do something that will probably lead to me tearing out my hair.

I hope tomorrow's programmes go smoothly, I hope I really did consider all angles, I really really hope that there are no major glitches tomorrow, and I hope they have fun.

such is the life. I still have one maths, one lit, one hist for homework.
I cannot officially declare that I am totally done with one textbook. I am here, there, everywhere. yes, I am a loser, please end my pathethic life.

such is the life man.

@ 7:59 PM

totally swamped up to my ears now.

due to special request

THANK YOU DUMBO. I LOVE *cough* YOU.

there. shall be posting soon. (:

protagonist

Geraldine
snow_ball1994@hotmail.com

~~coralite~~
cedarian
~~co-leader~~
~~exco, beloved~~
cedarELDDS;debator
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clique1H'07; 2H'08
Echo 2008 ; the ten of us, plus the four instructors <33

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