Again.

Thursday, September 17, 2009, 9:33 PM

Hey,
Don't write yourself off yet.
It's only in your head you feel left out,
Or looked down on.
Just try your best,
Try everything you can.
And don't you worry what they tell themselves
When you're away.

[Chorus]
It just takes some time,
little girl, you're in the middle of the ride.
Everything, everything will be just fine,
Everything, everything will be alright. (alright)

Hey,
You know they're all the same.
You know you're doing better on your own, (on your own)
So don't buy in.
Live right now.
Yeah, just be yourself.
It doesn't matter if it's good enough (good enough)
For someone else.

[Chorus x2]

Hey, don't write yourself off yet.
It's only in your head you feel left out, (feel left out)
Or looked down on.
Just do your best, (just do your best)
Do everything you can. (do everything you can)
And don't you worry what their bitter hearts (bitter hearts)
Are gonna say.

[Chorus x2]

Had fire-lighting today:) But I didn't get to blow much because the Sec1s had to learn how to blow. Unghh. Anyways, I really missed Joyce. She has an awesome ability to light up the fire with a few (or more than a few, depending) matchsticks. Turfing was kind of fun. Like when we were practicing for South Division Day, I liked stomping on the thing. But the turf was the rounded thing which didn't even look like a rectangle. I admit I did like 1 or 2 squares for the thing but it's not like we're going to have to do it for camp. ... Right? Anyway. I hope my patrol gets Wei Shuang ma'ams patrol cos then we don't have to worry about fire-lighting. Yayy. I still remember last year we were one of the last groups to finish cooking.
I only got 3 hours of sleep last night and I don't know how Qiao En survives like that. The whole day I was alternating between going high and being lethargic. And I kept getting dizzy when I blew the fire. It's a bit odd though, during the 2 free periods for English I found the energy to correct Bella's compo but then I was half asleep watching the Sec1s revive the fire.
I really need to sleep well tonight but my brain's really not cooperating and nothing is coming out of it into my compo on euthanasia. All I have are snatches of lyrics and random crap. And my DA account is practically lifeless, tyvm.
I'm going to proceed and bang my head on the wall now. Goodbye.

As the rain pours

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A Whiting and A Snail-Lewis Carroll
‘Will you walk a little faster?’ said a whiting to a snail.
‘There’s a porpoise close behind us, and he’s treading on my tail.
See how eagerly the lobsters and the turtles all advance!
They are waiting on the shingle - will you come and join the dance?
Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you, will you join the dance?
Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you, won’t you join the dance?

‘You can really have no notion how delightful it will be
When they take us up and throw us, with the lobsters, out to sea!’
But the snail replied ‘Too far, too far!’ and gave a look askance -
Said he thanked the whiting kindly, but he would not join the dance.
Would not, could not, would not, could not, would not join the dance.
Would not, could not, would not, could not, could not join the dance.

‘What matters it how far we go?’ his scaly friend replied.
‘There is another shore, you know, upon the other side.
The further off from England the nearer is to France -
Then turn not pale, beloved snail, but come and join the dance.
Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you, will you join the dance?
Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you, won’t you join the dance?’

Thursday, September 17, 2009, 9:33 PM