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Friday, July 25, 2008 ♥
Last posted@11:45 AM








' n o ' 'nothing'
that's a double negative

no photos
no interests
no events
no emotions
no words

yes.
no nothing
how contradictory









ok
i lie
there are lots of emotions
minimal events worth talking about

Wednesday
SYF opening ceremony was lame..award winners were asked to report at 1345 when the actual thing started only at 5. and what did we do in between? had one stupid rehearsal which really consisted of lining up, standing, walking, hearing your name, climbing stairs, shaking a hand, touching a piece of paper and bowing. so i suppose by everybody's BriLLiAnT calculation, all the 'work' would take..oh i duno..3 hours?!?!?! well it didn't, so what else did we do to fill the beautiful time, oh yea! SITTING! and oh, did i mention the lack of chairs in the waiting room(which was microscopic btw). so it was 100 ppl sitting in their fine garb on the wonderful floor..how prestigious...

the exhibition part was ok though, only because all 3 teachers were there and reunited again..i 4got how nice it was when they're all together..they were all running around, crappin and taking funny photographs. =) i also managed to clinch the title of 'bambi' for some reason..something to do with how i hop around..was also called a 'lost deer' at some point..mrs ng sure lives up to her reputation as an expert nickname allocator. made a new friend(or aquintance)..one of the MOE scholars going to goldsmiths..felt a tinge of envy..but could tell she was a very nice person, and i liked her a lot based on first impression..told her i would visit them in london next year. she appeared thrilled. also caught up with ms yeo, my sec 3 art teacher..told her bout my recent woes, and she sounded the most sympathetic out of anybody i've ever told. when i told her i wouldn't even be studyin art, she said all the hairs on her back was standing..she said that i should have just appealed and appealed..she sounded real upset bout it. haish. well..i'm so grateful to finally have someone who can sorta share almost the same kind of disappointment for me..i really needed that support..thanks miss yeo..

left the exhibition with my parents feeling like there was a huge hole somewhere in my soul..wasn't exactly sure what that was all about..but i'm over it now..

♥ 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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