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Saturday, July 5, 2008 ♥
Last posted@2:15 PM





i think i am finally finding closure.
i'm looking forward to holidaying in london,
without feeling the loss of not living there.
the FASS modules of the coming semester are up,
and that's got me all excited.

i guess i will be ok afterall. besides, i dun think i'm cut out to be a teacher. i was confused and all whether or not i was, but guess not. anyway, i can't effing stand MOE..they're so brainless and full of crap (yea. i'm just personally angry with them), so not getting the scholarship is probably a huge blessing, cos i wun have to work under them, and i swear, i will NEVER work in the civil service..EVER (unless severely threatened). ok. i bet eveyone is so sick of me ranting bout the same thing over and over. promise this is the last time.


anyway. today is saturday. and it's a pretty lonely saturday i must say. Seow Ling is out of the country - building sandcastles, getting stung by jellies in bintan. Shangyi is at OBS (or 'scholars torture school') till monday. Janice is a workaholic. and i'm not quite sure what's up with sara. WHAT'S UP SARA???? both my brothers are out, my parents are obviously having some kind of quarrel, cos they're not talking. So, i'm just reclining on my bed, locked in my room, cooking my brains in front of my laptop.


So besides spending the past 2 days vetting through 17 - 200 word writeups for the J1s UOB Painting submission (most of which i had to rewrite, change grammar, sentence structure, vocab; some also OBVIOUSLY didn't put much effort into it) so if they don't bother to put in effort, why am i cracking my brain to write a good one for them?!?!??! i swear..somewhere along the line, my brains imploded. watever.


Monday i was off from work, so went with shang and seow to the bird park. hadn't been there in a long long time. twas fun, but the weather was so freagin hot. SHIT! i hate hot humid weather, which is a real bummer, since i live in Singapore. woop di doo.


just comparing SL's 'man hands' to mine.





♥ with love, meow


the person.


IMG_0303


cathleen

NUS FASS freshy
turning 20 this 12th July

ARTIST

desperately seeking
FREEDOM
PURPOSE
LIFE




lament.


maybe in some other time
some other place


inspire.


though we travel the world over the find the beautiful
we must carry it with us or we find it not


the sky.


www.flickr.com

a perfect paradox of constancy and change
always there but never the same


i love.

family
buddie baby
precious friends

LONDON

i must down to the seas again
to the lonely sea and sky
and all i ask
is a tall ship and star
to steer her by

talk to me.



i carry your heart.



e.e. cummings

i carry your heart with me
i carry it in my heart
i am never without it
anywhere i go you go,
my dear;
and whatever is done
by only me
is your doing,
my darling

i fear no fate
for you are my fate,
my sweet
i want no world
for beautiful you are my world,
my true
and it's you are
whatever a moon
has always meant
and whatever a sun
will always sing
is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
here is the root of the root
and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky
of a tree called life;
which grows higher
than the soul can hope
or mind can hide
and this is the wonder
that's keeping the stars apart.

i carry your heart
i carry it in my heart


angels.


cheng hong
claudyne
esther
inn poh
janice
joan
kai ying
mandy
seow ling
sara
serene
shangyi
sook chan
tze yin
xian min
xinli
zhixin

aep blog


listen.




here
there is love



Love is patient,
love is kind.
It does not envy,
it does not boast,
it is not proud.

It is not rude,
it is not self-seeking,
it is not easily angered,
it keeps no record of wrongs.

Love does not delight in evil
but rejoices with the truth.

It always protects,
always trusts,
always hopes,
always perseveres.

love never fails


Corinthians 1:4-7


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