Again.

I need to get some perspective on these words before I write them down

Wednesday, December 8, 2010, 11:06 PM

I went out with Yuan Bing today to watch Rapunzel:)
I got lost on the way to Cineleisure from Somerset. I really really shouldn't be trusted to move alone in Orchard. Even the MRT confuses me.
Anyway, the movie.
It made me tear up HAHAH It's the only Disney movie ever to have made me tear up. I love the horse. Maximus. Anyway.
I left my wallet in the movie theatre and thank goodness no one claimed it so I got it back.
And we took neoprints:)
And learnt jabbing randomly at buttons=not good for neoprints but it was Japanese so we started jabbing anyway and suddenly our pictures were printed with no decorations whatsoever. Meh. I think it looks better plain HAHAH.
Okay then walked all over Taka with the bulk of our time in Kino (which made me a very happy kid with very very sore legs). And then we went home and I got a Starbucks on my way home which made me even happier.
And how was your life?

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?’

I need to get some perspective on these words before I write them down

Wednesday, December 8, 2010, 11:06 PM