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Saturday, November 1, 2008 ♥
Last posted@9:53 AM




so YESTERDAY was the dreaded South Asia Peer Response Presentation. i won't even bother to explain to u all what that means. All u gotta know is that we had to stand up one by one and talk for 3 minutes..and yea...no big deal rite..as a uni student...that's supposed to be a give in. but i can't tell u how nervous i was.

i already had butterflies a few hours b4 the tutorial..my palms were sweaty bla bla bla. sitting down awaiting my doom and i could literally FEEL my heart thumping...and it's strange that i felt it at my stomach...and though the room was cold, i was kinda sweating..HAHA. i'm so so so super NOT exaggerating! this is literally what happened!

yea so it was finally my turn and stood up. i thought i would read from my paper, but i couldn't HOLD my paper!!!! because even I could see the paper SHAKING in my hand (if it's that obvious to me, imagine what everybody else sees), so i casually set it down on the table, and tried to balance my fingers on the table to hide the shaking, but GUESS WHAT, they shook violently ANYWAY..argh. plus, i now could not just read from my paper, cos that would mean that i would be staring at the table the whole time, thus i had to impromptu - resulting in me speaking in totally incoherent sentences and unconciously saying a lot of "YA"s at the end of every single 'sentence'. SHIT! so i din even bother to say all my points - just had to get it over and done with. i sat down, and my tutor probably could sense my extreme nervousness and so he randomly commented to lighten the mood about why is it that Singaporeans like to punctuate their speech with "ya". with the americans it's "like"...etc.

yea. so that was the failure of my day, or my week, or the whole term really...never felt like such an incommpetent loser in in my life (no wait..that's not true, i've felt worse on several occasions) ANYWAY, glad it's over and done with..i realise, i have better writing skills than i do speaking skills..haish.. someone who sits behind a desk writing minutes, not the someone who provides the content for the minutes...a follower not a leader. argh..hate myself.

♥ with love, meow


the person.


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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.


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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

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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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