i was thinkin...

how we used to sit n talk abt dreams...

like they're to be obtained thruu a straight route...

like there'd be no sacrifices to be made n no obstacles to cross...

and time...distance is the only barrier to it.

But now...m beginnin to know the difficulty in reaching a dream, or any dream,

because sacrifices are being made, and its all so uncertain (though i wish it wouldn't be)

especially since i might be alone on this journey.

i've always thought it would be nice to paint a picture, using words, on the minds of people. instead of painting on canvas, paper or watever, using crayons, paint, or colour pencils. i guess when you read descriptive stuff, the words just form a picture in ur mind, and in each person's mind, the picture's different. so this's wat m gona try, to paint a few pictures of what's in my mind.

There was a sort of stillness in the night, and with every gust of cold wind that blows our way, hands are dug deeper into pockets and coats wrapped slightly tighter. But i felt a certain warmth glowing from within, though my ears, nose, hands, and feet are icy cold. Finally, the car came. he took my bag, and the bears, and put it in the boot, and i took one last look at everyone before we clambered into the car. The car sped through the bustling city, and i watched the skyscrapers and bridges, cars and buses shoot past in an orangy blur against the dark background of the night, through watery eyes. Like the flashing of neon lights of the hotels and restaurants that we passed, images ran through my mind, one after another, so fast i cant remember what they are. I didn't quite know what to think, only that this may be the last time, or i'll never see this again, or i'll never return...i didn't quite know what to do, so i looked at him.

ahhhh...i can't get past this...scene. so dats it. m tiredd, physically (coz its 12 midnite :O! i din no dat) n mentally, coz i felt like i juz went some place else. pHoooooh!

there is someone in her past that she hasn't gotten over yet.
Each day's like the last. She misses what she cant forget.
Its just an empty space where something used to be.
 Now she guards the gate, but she's lost the key.
So no one enters, but no one leaves.

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yay! exams r overrr for the year, n we're havin our holidayss now. n since i dont feel like sayin nething...ha i hardly say nething on here, here r some pics from the past few weeks.

27th Oct 06

ah, dis is nice :):D

i like bio, but someone makes us DISlike it

6th Nov 06

I dunno wen dis was

I'm a survivor (what),
I'm not gonna give up (what),
I'm not gon' stop (what),
I'm gonna work harder (what),
I'm a survivor (what),
I'm gonna make it (what),
I will survive (what),
Keep on survivin' (what),
I'm a survivor (what),
I'm not gonna give up (what),
I'm not gon' stop (what),
I'm gonna work harder (what),
I'm a survivor (what),
I'm gonna make it (what),
I will survive (what),
Keep on survivin' (what).

'welcome to the real world', she said to me,
condescendingly,
take a seat, take your life,
plot it out in black and white.
well i never lived the dream of prom kings
and the drama queens.
i'd like to think the best of me
is still hiding up my sleeve.
they love to tell you,
'stay inside the lines.'
but something's better
on the other side.
i wanna run through the halls of my high school,
i wanna scream at the top of my lungs.
i just found out there's no such thing as the real world,
just a lie you've got to rise above.
so the good boys and girls take the so called right track
faded white hats, grabbingcredit cards
and maybe transfers.
they read all their books but they can't find the answers.
and all of our parents, they're getting older.
i wonder if they've wished for anything better
while in their memories...tiny tragedies.
i am invincible, as long as i am alive.
i just can't wait until my 10 year reunion,
i'm gonna bust down the double doors.
and when i stand on these tables before you,
you will know what all this time was for

If I never met you, I wouldn't like you. If I didn't like you I wouldn't love you.
If I didn't love you I wouldn't miss you, but I did, I do and I will
My heart longs for you, my soul dies for you,
my eyes cry for you, my empty arms reach out for you [but for now, i'l b strong,  i'l b ur independent gurl]