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Friday, August 31, 2007

8:56 PM










You know how sometimes things happen so quickly, that you don't even know what's going on? That's kinda how I felt yesterday when Claire left. I doubt she'll read this, but Claire: If you're reading this somewhere in another part of the world, we're all missing you already. ):
It all seemed pretty normal when we met up with her at the airport, and there wasn't even a single tear hovering anywhere near my eyelids. Okay, I can't deny that I didn't have that twitching feeling of wanting to burst into tears, but I just couldn't squeeze a single drop of H2O out. Yet the moment she stepped through the checkpoints, there was no way I could stop the tears from flowing like no tomorrow. And suddenly, she was gone just like that. Maybe it's going to be just one year, and she'll be back, but I wonder if I will remember her. Like I said, life moves on so quickly, that we barely have time to breath and take a look at what's actually going on. Soon enough, 12 months will have passed, and we'll see her again. I just wonder how long 12 months will seem to me.


Now, Miss Koh's going to leave for HongKong too. This year's the last year we're ever going to see her again. I can only thank Buddha that I didn't storm out of the school in a fit of anger afterall, because the moment I put down my phone, I finally spotted her. It's kinda ridiculous, thinking about it now. Why did I bother wasting my time waiting for her when I could have been doing other things? But it probably is the memories of Chinese lessons back in Primary 6. I can admit that I didn't like the subject; but I cannot deny that I don't like the teacher. She's been a great teacher and I feel envious of the students in HongKong who're going to be put under her guidance. Once again, that's going to happen way too fast for me to even realize that she's no longer in Singapore, back at Radin Mas Primary. Happy Teachers' Day to her anyway.


On to my next topic...


Alright, there's no main topic. I'm just going to rant about the unfairness of life. (Then again, who ever said life was fair?) I left RMPS to go to Vivo with Clarine, Beryl, XiangYun and Eileen to watch Rush Hour 3. That stupid movie has been put off for 3 fking times between me and Clarine. In the end, we still didn't get to watch it. Why, you ask. Well, direct your question to the people down there who're having fun at my expense, toying with my precious time. The stupid movie tickets were SOLD OUT. Damn. Helloooo? I've been wanting to watch that damn show ever since Harry Potter was out. I wasted an entire fking day which I had wanted to use for watching a movie. That would have been a more meaningful thing to do than to wander around a vast expanse of empty space like lost ghosts. So I did see many adorable doggies, what then? I really, really, really want to watch Rush Hour 3. It's so bloody hilarious. I need a good laugh. (Although I can get that just by having a meal with those 4 people.)


Anybody want to watch with me someday?



Finally:


Happy Teachers' Day to all the teachers.




Yeah right!



Probably 99% percent of said human population do not deserve it. Why are people willing to splash cold, hard cash onto presents for people who still CATCH ME FOR MY SKIRT ON TEACHERS' DAY? Okay, that's not the point. There are some teachers who really are good, and do deserve our gratitude. But then there are some, who can just walk out of our lives, and we'll all sing "Hallelujah."


Teachers enjoy dumping work to us. So what if they have papers to mark? So what if they need to 'put in effort to organize class activities' for us? Some jobs are simply not meant for students to do. If we really were that capable, what are you here for? You talk about how you understand how we feel. Do you really?



Okay man. I don't know what the fk I'm talking about here. See, that's why I don't want to bring my blog back to life. I keep losing steam over what I wanted to say and end up trailing off. Yaye. But the performance put up today was really great. Except for a few rather crippled ones, but still... (DAMN! FISHY WAS VERY SEXY TODAY! AND NICOLE! Right, I don't exactly know her but she totally blew me away.) In Eileen's words: When I stepped into LT1, my body temperature rose. I think I was sweating. I think dance society really outdid themselves today. The guys were drool-worthy shuai and the girls were drop-dead hot. For today.


Anyway, that hot babe up there in that picture? That's Han. 寒。Chio, yes? *glares at those who shake their heads* YOU BETTER SAY SHE'S CHIO! Or I'll ask my four boyfriends to beat you up; namely: Mr.Left Arm, Mr.Right Arm, Mr.Left Leg and Mr.Right Leg. From this, you can just tell how bloody self-delusionalized I am.


But speaking about relationships... I really do think there's someone I like now. Someone so dastardly good-looking and perfect. Someone whose hands I believe I can lay my life in. Someone whom I could stare at all day long and never get sick of. Someone I think I actually... love?



















Gawd...
What were you thinking? It's not what you think! I believe I'm turning lesbian, actually. x)










That person... is Han! Okay, I was crapping all that 'I like that person' shit. Slap yourself if you really fell for it! Hahahaha! Dang, wish I could see the looks on your faces. Riiiight, I'm being very high now. That's such a big contrast from my earlier mood. Is it really that easy to tell? Keke.


Bye,

LiLin
P.S: People, go and watch The X-Family, and you'll KNOW why I like her.


P.P.S: By the way, people who see that necklace she's wearing selling on the streets or something... I'll kiss you if you buy it for me. Mwahaha!


i could spend my life in this sweet surrender;




Thursday, August 30, 2007

10:39 PM


I could stay awake just to hear you breathing
Watch you smile while you are sleeping
Far away and dreaming
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender
I could stay lost in this moment forever
Well, every moment spent with you
Is a moment I treasure

I don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you, babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you, babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing

Lying close to you
Feeling your heart beating
And I'm wondering what you're dreaming
Wondering if it's me you're seeing
Then I kiss your eyes and thank God we're together
And I just wanna stay with you
In this moment forever, forever and ever

I don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you, babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you, babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing

I don't wanna miss one smile
I don't wanna miss one kiss
Well, I just wanna be with you
Right here with you, just like this
I just wanna hold you close
Feel your heart so close to mine
And stay here in this moment
For all the rest of time

Don't wanna close my eyes
Don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you, babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
'Cause I'd still miss you, babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing

I don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you, babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you, babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing

Don't wanna close my eyes
Don't wanna fall asleep, yeah
I don't wanna miss a thing

After much encouragement (maybe not) from my friends, I've made this earth-shattering, ground-breaking decision to revive my dead blog. I guess it wasn't seriously deleted when I said I deleted it on my birthday. Well, it's back, and that's all that matters.

If you have anything to say, I apologize, but I probably won't be putting up a tagboard, unless I get many many buggers or something. Anyway, anything negative to say about my blog? Say it to my face, yeah.

I will update some other day. I spent a full 2 hours searching for a bloody blogskin. And I couldn't find any nice ones. Heck, I don't even think THIS blogskin is nice - but it'll do. The girl's pretty anyway. Not as pretty as Han of course, but well... I'll upload Han's photo someday so that everyone can fall at the feet of her ethereal prettiness. No, I won't say she's beautiful because really, she isn't. But she is the prettiest girl my damned eyes have ever seen.

Right, crapping over, "welcome-back-to-the-blogging-world" speech done... I can go now. If you're wondering what song lyrics are those, it's Aerosmith's 'I Don't Want To Miss A Thing'. I'll put the song on my blog sometime or other. Or maybe in a few minutes.

Goodnight, and have a nice night.

Bye,
LiLin aka Kitty

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This.Is.Me

Hello. This is Li Lin, also known as KO7 or Han (don't ask).
I'm currently trapped in a hell hole with uniforms that make us look like nurses.
I'm 15 and am just this close to killing myself.
FuckedUp.Insecure.Neurotic.Emotional; Just F.I.N.E
Hell yeah, that's me. You got a fking problem?

Morbid.Fascination

I have a weird fetish with black and red things.
I like dogs&cats and any other animal.
I enjoy writing&reading.
I think self-mutilation is acceptable.

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I hate life.

Desires

I want to study hard.
I want to be emotionless.
I want to stop giving a shit about everything.

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