insecurities of a starfish

sentosa was funky!
teezeroeight is cool (:
ahahhas.
had a good time in the sun
but thanks to that day
ive got dreadful tanlines
on my thighs /:
so much for dreaming of
evenly tanned legs!!

and so orientation is over
baahh
im not ready to settle down
and study yet /:

im feeling like a spoiled kid suddenly! (:

It's an itch we know we are gonna scratch

Gonna take a while for this egg to hatch

But wouldn't it be beautiful

footprints in the sand Thursday, March 31, 2005

i'm missing
oneteethirteen already!!
and its only been a day
missing the oh so blonde june
the mean ah lian ly
the 100% mag
the too sweet sherlyn dear
the good turned evil labbit
the MJ MJ nat
the superwoman helena
bahhh
must the list go on?
im running out of adjetives
but you get my point
im missing my zao after school class
and all the nonsense we come up with (:
goshh
oneteethirteen (:
i do love them

footprints in the sand Wednesday, March 23, 2005

90 miles outside chicago
Can’t stop driving
I don’t know why
So many questions
I need an answer
Two years later
You’re still on my mind
Whatever happened to Emilia Earhart
Who holds the stars up in the sky
Is true love once in a lifetime
Did the captain of the titanic cry

Someday we’ll know
If love can move a mountain
Someday we’ll know
Why the sky is blue
Someday we’ll know
Why I wasn’t meant for you

Does anybody know the way to atlantis
Or what the wind says when she cries
I’m speeding by the place where I met you
For the 97th time
tonight

Someday we’ll know
Why Samson loved Delilah
One day I’ll go
Dancing on the moon
Someday you’ll know
That I was the one for you

I bought a ticket to the end of the rainbow
I watched the stars crash in the sea
If I could ask God just one question
Why aren’t you here with me?

Someday we’ll know
Why sampson loved delilah
One day I’ll go
Dancing on the moon
Someday you’ll know
That I was the one for you

footprints in the sand

my house is bee infested
i had to lock the bees in the
upstairs toilet
to prevent them from
getting them into the bedrooms
i accidentaly step on the wing
of a bee too i think
lucky it wasnt the sting
PHEW

and there are mosquitoes
under the computer table
giving me way too many kisses!!!
urghhh
i hate mosquitoes ):

i think orientation2 is going
to be more boring than the first
but there are more pple i know
i guess (:
im dreading after orientation
when we wld have to wear the
disgusting blue
philips factory uniform!!
oh my
i look like a factory worker ):
and i hate the material,
the cut and everything else
to sum it up
i do hate the cj new uniform

footprints in the sand

What colour is your aura?

We don't need a psychic to tell us
that you're giving off a Gold vibe.
You couldn't ask for a better color
— a glistening gold aura is as good as it gets.
A lively blend of yellow and orange,
gold people are happy, playful,
energetic, sensitive, and generous.
Always up for adventure,
you'd give a friend in need
the shirt off your back.
You're spiritual, too —
all those halos in old paintings
aren't colored gold by coincidence.
Almost childlike in the carefree,
joyful way you live your life,
you're popular and outgoing
with your large circle of friends.
Chances are you're so full of light and energy
that you sometimes find it hard to sit still
and chill out. Instead,
you're constantly looking for excitement,
no matter how risky or impulsive the occasion.
Happy-go-lucky and always laughing,
you truly are as good as gold.

yay! im gold.
but i want to be pink! /:
alright.
when you start seeing quiz results
a tad too often
it probably means im bored
so heres your cue!
talk to me!!! :D

footprints in the sand Saturday, March 19, 2005

Color Me©
By Alexandra Zannis

If you hate me, color me black
like the bottomless cavity of hell
and let no light seep into the abyss;
or inject my soul with India ink
and wrathfully scratch out the word 'whore'
upon its assailable substance.

If you begrudge me, color me green
like the verdant envy in your eyes
as you stare at me covetously,
or green like the bubbling bile
that ceaselessly churns and grinds
in the pit of your embittered bowels.

If you love me, color me brilliant
like the sun's rays igniting the dancing ripples
on a lucid lake into glistening gems;
or paint me the fervid fragrance
of the rambling wild rose that blooms
in the spring without ostentation.

If you leave me colorless,
then I am faceless, bodyless
and soulless - indiscernible in the world.
Take your pallet of paints and color me
the pigment of hate, envy or love,
for then I am visible!

cool right! (:

footprints in the sand Wednesday, March 16, 2005

me: actually im tired
me: but i wanna talk
me: dont want to slp
pam: ..............
pam: nothing special...
pam: tocks rather talk then sleep....
pam: if not she will be called sheep
me: -_-'''

i swear thats the lamest thg
ive heard in a while
-trickle of sweat-

okay.
almost-jepenga-impromptu party today!
we ate
we chilled
we swam
we ate more (:
the joys of living a holiday life!
and on the boring days
we will always remember times
when we swam in puffy st nicks shorts
and air bubble shirts
and ate shrivelled sausages
-sniggers-
and drank salty campbell soup
seriously
im really appreciative of the times
we have together
even though we dont get so many chances together
but the fact is that the friendship we share
wont fade!
and that itself rocks (:

footprints in the sand Tuesday, March 15, 2005

my face is so tanned!
didnt realise it
till my mum pointed out today
when i asked her where my rosy cheeks when!
dies.
i want my face back!!! ):

and there are 3 tan lines on my legs
if you look at my arm and my tummy
side by side
you'll see a pretty mixture
of milk and white chocolate

i wanna party party
i wanna shop shop shopping spreee

tocks is hyper-fied :D

footprints in the sand Monday, March 14, 2005

Tocks, in your Cinderella story,
you'd get to Kiss the Prince

You don't need the pouffy dress,
the fancy hair, or the 3-inch glass heels.
A romantic soul like you
just wants a guy who's a true companion,
a good friend, a real prince. And if he's hot?
All the better. But ultimately,
you know that home is where the heart is.
Which is probably why you surround
yourself with good friends you can take care of
and laugh with — friends who will do the same for you.
But that doesn't keep you from fantasizing
about the perfect relationship.
It's not that you don't have your feet
firmly planted on the ground.
It's just that you're not afraid to shoot high.
Or wish upon a shooting star.
So keep reaching for your goals, Cinderella.
If you do, your happily ever after can't be far away.
And you can seal that with a kiss.

footprints in the sand Thursday, March 10, 2005

i think im a boring person
and recently
the little friendships
ive started with many people
since the beginning of school
seem to be getting more distant
instead of becoming stronger.
at times being in school
doesnt give me the emotional
satisfaction to last the day anymore
seems that the good old mates
the people ive grown so fond of
are still the best(:

distance tests friendship!
cos even though we're all split up
in differnt classes
we're still as close as ever
we dont talk abt the work the teachers now
rather we talk abt feelings
problems and all the really important stuff!
so yeah. its good (:

footprints in the sand Tuesday, March 08, 2005

Shadows bleeding through the light
Where a love once shined so bright
Came without a reason

Don’t let go on us tonight
Love’s not always black and white
Haven’t I always loved you?

But when I need you
You’re almost here
And I know that’s
Not enough
But when I’m with you
I’m close to tears
‘Cause you’re only almost here

almost here

footprints in the sand Monday, March 07, 2005

i was in a state of bag shopping
in my head last night
when i was suppose to be sleeping
like -.-
okay
so conclusion from that psychological shopping trip
i need to get a bag!! (:
BAGS BAGS BAGS!
you can never have enough bags?

ive got this really ~~bag~~bad craving for prata
but my mum's being a brat
and she doesnt want me to bring me for supper ):
on food spree today
im going to get fatter. /:

footprints in the sand Sunday, March 06, 2005

i've made the stupid choice
of staying at the stupid cjc
and taking 3 stupid subjects
yeah thats my choice
so stop interfering
and trying to change my mind
oh well too bad if it saddens you
to have a stupid daughter
that chooses to go find a school
where she'll be happy in
rather than go to a new environment
and learn to adapt to a better study place
like whatever okay.
pissed
why am i so blessed with parents that
want to make decisions for me
or else would criticize what i choose to do
i know they care
but i think its about time
they have more faith in me ):

sighh
i was being the ultimate bitch lahh
but i think i have the right to be like that
once in a while
after all i was such a perfect angel yesterday! (:
but being pissed
which means i dont have to talk to anyone
gave me loads of thinking time
which is good
yay! (:

if only you were different

footprints in the sand Saturday, March 05, 2005

another failed attempt at class outing
sighhh
i wonder whats wrong?!
tocks is sad
cos it means her planning FAILED ):
raah
but nevertheless
thanks to all those who went
cos we had fun!!
yayy (:

hitch is pretty good
funny and all :D
actually it kinda makes sense
like being the slick and smooth-est guy
wont necessary get you the girls?
im thinking it frm a female pt of view lahh
if not sounds so weird
ahahhas :D

to all those who are still having the dilema
of choosing their jcs
all i can say is that
you have my support no matter where you go
ahhahs.
and if that isnt important enough
too bad! :P
hahahs. alright im being an EGO pig (:
i think the most important thing
is to follow your heart
and not listen to the other people
who want you to go there, stay here
just do what you want (:
yeahh

footprints in the sand Friday, March 04, 2005

we met a freaky guy on the bus today
he was a little psychotic
and saying all sorts of weird stuff
at the beginning when we just boarded the bus
he was just sort of talking to himself
then after a while
we were kinda smiling at how weird the situation was
then he started saying in mix of hokkien
chinese and english
saying wth we were laughing for
then he was going on about us being smelly
and he even stood up and looked at kevin's ph screen
who happened to be messaging
when we turned our backs to him
he was like saying turn around for what?
then he played with peoples bags
and declared jared smelly
when i was getting of the bus
my ezlink didnt make the toot sound
so i did again for 2 or 3 times
then he was like saying
hurry up get out lah! so smelly. cjc somemore?
it was seriously kinda freaky?!

footprints in the sand Tuesday, March 01, 2005