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Why do birds suddenly appear
Every time you are near?
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you.
Why do stars fall down from the sky
Every time you walk by?
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you.
On the day that you were born
The angels got together
And decided to create a dream come true
So they sprinkled moon dust in your hair of gold
And starlight in your eyes of blue.
- The Carpenters
Today for no reasonable reason, I cried. I haven't felt this weak in a long time. I have never cried for quite some time either. It isn't a good reason to cry. But I just did. I don't even undersatnd why I cried the way I did. I know that I won't cry for thses sort of reasons. I feel so weak now. In the inside. Maybe it's because after all that has happened in my life, all the sad things, I never really actually let myself cry. And then in this small situation, I just did. And also I cried because my mum did not believe me and started calling me blablabla..cause she thought I was telling a lie and all. When I did not even lie in the first place. And for that moment of time I hated my sister too....
I just had to cry. I don't think that I've been weak. I was just ANGRY. And tears rolled down my cheek.=)
Well, its the past..and blabla..so let's not talk about it again. EVER AGAIN. Don't write anything about it in my tagboard. Or whatever. Don't even mention it.
Hey, this is one of the first time this year that my mum has seen me cried.GOOD.
My grandad's here!! <33>
My tuition teacher was suppose to come.
I was suppose to be learning now..
Learning Chinese=)
Cause my chinese is oh so bad.
BUt I am improving.=)
Maple..so long never play leh. Kinda boring..just walk walk kill, walk walk kill
But sometimes can say it is nice to play. When you are with alot of people.
I wana DRAW something nice!
And then do a POEM
OH no, have to read a book for school homework.
But I am done with MEMOIRS OF A GEISHA
Read it twice!!!
NICE BOOK.
Yes, It is.
I wana work on my poem now.
Wonder how it'll urn out to be.
HOPE it will be..
GREAT.
BUT,
SAD too.
HAPPY poems are just too difficult to write...
tskkk..
let your heart out.