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Monday, October 5, 2009, 4:35 PM
Little change of the heart
Little light in the dark Little hope that you just might find your way up out of here ‘Cause you’ve been hiding for days Wasted and wasting away But I got a little hope that today you’ll face your fears Yeah I know that it’s not easy I know that it’s so hard Follow the lights to the city And get up and Go, take a chance and be strong Or you could spend your whole life holding on Don’t look back just go, Take a breath, move along Or you could spend your whole life holding on You could spend your whole life holding on Believe the tunnel can end Believe your body can mend Yeah I know you can make it through ‘Cause I believe in you So let’s go put up a fight Let’s go make everything alright Go on and take a shot go give it all you got Oh yeah I know that it’s not easy I know that it’s hard Yeah it’s not always pretty Get up and go, Take a chance and be strong Or you could spend your whole life falling on Don’t look back just go, Take a breath and move along You could spend your whole life holding on You could spend your whole life holding on Don’t wanna wake up to the telephone ring Are you sitting down? I need to tell you something Enough is enough, you can stop waiting to breathe And don’t wait up for me Get up and go Take a chance and be strong You can spend your whole life holding on Don’t look back just go Take a breath and move along You could spend your whole life holding on Get up and go Take a chance and be strong Or you could spend your whole life holding on Don’t look back just go Take a breath, move along Or you could spend your whole life holding on You could spend your whole life holding on Don’t spend your whole life holding on Yeah I vandalized my arm today HAHAH I suddenly thought of something in English and ended up writing half of the thing on my arm. Hui Min must be seriously freaked out by now, sitting next to someone who can't talk to save her life, and who now writes on her arm. Using pens and permanent markers. Gah. And now reading it, it doesn't sound as good. It's like the rest of my work--crappy. On a brighter note, Bella and I finished every single aspect for the stupid LSCEP project. We could have finished it last week but I insisted on slacking and exploring DA. Ha. Naturally we are now one of the last ones in class to finish, but who cares. I think Pacman is scary. The way he's always smiling even though he's being eaten up by ghosts. OK, I admit I'd be smiling too. But his smile is freaky. He reminds me a bald Ming En really. I wouldn't be surprised if Pacman was her father. Just as Isabella Swan decided that she was irrevocably in love with that ever-disgusting Edward Cullen, I have decided I will forever irrevocably hate Macbeth. The disgusting twit felt the need to impress his wife by murdering his King. Because he just couldn't wait for Duncan to die of a heart attack one day and then let Duncan's son get impaled on a spear while hunting or whatever it is that errant figures of royalty do all the time. Or perhaps wait for Macduff to encounter the witches so that he'd be the one to commit the murders. But, nooo. Macbeth just has to play the hero and drive his wife insane. You know, if I ever had that kind of husband, I'd have gone mad a million years ago. We were marking our comprehensions in class when the topic of irony came up. And Mrs Mok kept asking what irony was. And I remembered Irony by Alanis Morisette--the song is nice even though the MV isn't (put simply, if involves a girl and her three clones screeching away in a car). Anyway, I remember one situation in the song was 'An old man, turned 98, he won the lottery, died the next day.' It's my second favourite, personally, but I still think the best one is 'A black fly in your Chardonnay'. It is, as they say, beautifully put. And I definitely do not understand the part about rain on your wedding day. It's a good sign, ok. Rain is mysterious and nice and it's fun to walk in the rain. What I do not like about it is that it makes the school field muddy and fills the holes with water. As a result, my shoes get muddy and disgusting while I almost sprain my stupid ankle for the millionth time. The number of books I have is shocking. I knew I shouldn't have kept some books in school. As a result, my bookshelf is overflowing and I already have them double-stacked. Gah. This is almost as scary as realizing who Mr and Mrs are. If you know what I mean. Heh. Or, a better example is realizing that Mr Chan and Ms Tan are getting married. Ask J for the details, she the one who told me about it anyway. |
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