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YINLING ♥ | | Birds flying high You know how I feel Sun in the sky You know how I feel Reeds driftin' on by You know how I feel It's a new dawn It's a new day It's a new life For me And I'm feeling good |
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CHATTERBOX
DECLARATIONS
WISHFUL
RUNAWAY
REWIND
CREDITS
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raggedy muse
10:38 PM CHEONG CHEONG CHEONG. Its worrying that I am not quite one bit too wound up or stressed. Or perhaps not. (: Here's a little senseless something to wind our wound up minds around- Well in every complicated situation
There's a human relation To make sense of it all Take a whole lot of concentration Well you can't blame her baby For her pregnant ma And if there's one of these On her auto applause raggedy muse
4:53 PM
raggedy muse
8:06 PM Not the best exam strategy to be falling sick he day before the start of the whole promo saga. Pump pump pump fluids down, Pray pray pray tell me I'll feel better tomorrow morning. raggedy muse
10:49 PM Mr. Moon up there is really really round and bright tonight. And if you look carefully enough you can honestly spot the rabbit up there, its two ears and round bob of a tail. And its quite a romantic notion that everyone across the globe is looking up to that same moon. I ORDER YOU GO LOOK AT THE MOON NOW. YUE LIANG DAI BIAO WO DI XIN. Go grab a glipse of my heart, With that industrious rabbit within. I really do hope you are looking up at the same moon as me. Despite anything and everything. At least we are looking at the same moon are we not? Whee. Nonsense. raggedy muse
10:58 PM Learning from the revolutionaries of 1918 China, ♥ ling Taylor, The Latte Boy, says: We sound like desperate middle-aged women. Yes, its Les. raggedy muse
9:04 PM ![]() Would you lie with me and just forget the world. The night sky over the field was littered with clouds, forming a fluffy vortex over us lying on our backs. The glowing crescent moon was over to the left, cushioned by soft cottony clouds. We made out all sorts of objects from the assortment of fluff in the greyish dark sky of the early night. An angsana seed, the lion king cub, a star. The stars were veiled unlike the other time. And the grass on which our backs lay on was cool and soft. And we poke fun at Rox, and she screams as I throw grass on her. And her cries of exasperation to Disha's pokes and squaks, as well as to my singing. And I wave to the planes that past. If I lay here, If I just lay here, Taylor, the latte boy, The dawn is breaking, I somehow find, you and I collide, Round one, I can hear the bells, Ran a round around the track, (Dish goes : 'J1 only, sighhhh') and realised I'm really quite out of shape. And we watch Beth spin around the field. A row of 2 J1s and 2 J2s lying in a line on the field must have been quite a sight. And breathe, just breathe, I like just leaving the world behind and soaking in the moments of ... tranquil bliss. With peals of hearty laughter and the letting go of the worn-down facade of everyday existence. Not that I have much of a facade, I'm as silly in the day as in the night, but, you get what I mean. Going on a trip to mars. And claiming the clouds as my own. And its not quite so hard to see the fixation over the sky, its beauty, the wonders it holds, the endlessness. The world is forgotten, worries left behind. Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you, Sweet dreams and leave your worries behind you, raggedy muse
11:43 PM Had another enjoyable night. (: Escaped during intermission of the performance on Friday, which had excellent dance sequences and costumes (the lead dancer was not human really) but had lacklustre acting sadly. HOPPED DOWN to esplanade outdoor theatre at the waterfront and watched MR WOOLHEAD and his celtic band. Music was goooood (I loved the flute and violin), company was excellent (Frances and her very audible hooting) and WERE WE HIGH. Had quite a lot of fun dancing scottish round-abouts in the gravel. Sarah is a violent dancer. Emo cam-whoring at the bay after and had supper at lau pa sat with chu's family. My second time hmm. (Please refer to chu's lj for visual stimuli) After a day of exasperation trying very hard to find someone to take Dewei's ticket for the Swing Dance workshop at the esplanade, finally Dharsh agreed to attend it with me. My first brush with formal partner dancing. Very enjoyable session. Again we headed down to the outdoor theatre for another band performance with June. I had watched that band play before... a year back at the esplanade too. Andddddd BINGE EATING. Satay, char kuay, ice kachang. Heaven. And then we crash back down to earth with flabby tummies. WHY WHY WHY I don't get why they demolished the old outdoor theatre with the view of the whole bay. Hmph. Trips down to esplanade at night, with that wonderful bayside breeze, good heart-thumping feet crackling body jiggling music and excellent company, what more could one ask for? (; Its a funny sensation when the bass of the speakers thump so loud that your heart beats in unison with the tremor. Strum my heartstrings,
Make it tremble. raggedy muse
9:09 PM ![]() 'Dreams are today's answers to tomorrow's questions.
Dreams are illustrations... from the book your soul is writing about you.' Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream Make him the cutest that I've ever seen Give him two lips like roses and clover Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over Sandman, I'm so alone Don't have nobody to call my own Please turn on your magic beam Mr. Sandman bring me a dream raggedy muse
11:33 PM To Mark, Thank you for being my walking bolster which -gasp- gives off heat (very important and essential) and is portable (comes with automated travel) and for being my hand to hold and face to squish. To all the JO- people, Thank you guys for perpetually spamming my tagboard with random comments. Thank you 2 buggers for supporting everything. Thank you Josh for just always being there. Yes, i may dao you very often but its only because I know you'll always be there. Loves. To Rox, Thanks for being my study/sleeping partner for the past few days. Lets hope future sessions will be even more fruitful. Woo Hoo. And you know I make you smile and feel retarded. To Les, For being stuck with me for the next year and few months every single waking day. Or at least school day. And for letting me leech off your resources. And for putting up with my rubbish. (: To Fang, A bit belated, but thank you for coming for Inventio and giving me the photograph of 410. Yes, thank you for having to be stuck with me for 4 years, and yes lets go do something crazy again soon. I LOVE YOU. I KNOW YOU LOVE ME TO. I still love hugs yes. Voulez-vous danser avec moi?
--- Did I mention how i looovvveeeee cityhall and clarke quay area? I just adorrreee walking along and I could possibly go on walking for hours with good company. I need more good company. To do silly things like walk through the water fountains and squeeze through the pillars. Although Mark and Isaac make excellent walking partners. A bit of romance would be nice, but I suppose that can and would have to wait. And to put it plainly and simply, there is still someone, but me is perfectly fine (i hope) with things as the way they are. No use for any agonising, had enough of it previously to realise nothing is ever as dramatic or hopeless as one can make it out to be in the heat of emotion. I think that episode was almost like an immunisation. WHAT DOESN'T KILL YOU ONLY MAKES YOU STRINGER (manly growl) Oh darn, my stomach is growling AUDIBLY. Ah life is as such, and what more can one ask for? (: Que Sera Sera. I had better not apply that principle to my promos though. Gosh. Enough rambling, TIME TO SLEEP. AND I SHALL NOT THINK TOO MUCH NOW. raggedy muse
5:12 PM Just Remember
To whom are troubled, Weary, anxious and down, Remember that there're The Beloved, to flip up your frown. Hold your head up And with confidence, walk strong. 'Cos you'll always have us - friends - to help you along. Friends who will be: Your shoes to protect you when you dance; Your support in your dreams to perform in France; Your ear plugs to keep out the bitchings and noise; Your friends and companions when you play with your toys; Your cash and your date, when you're out for the night; Your pillow and blanket to help you sleep tight; Your tissue to wipe and dry up your tears; Your mother who pats you to calm out your fears; Your punch-bag for anger, your fury, your rage; Your walking stick; your brace as you age; Your journal and pen to keep all your thoughts; Your tingling sensations that won't be forgot. So remember. Look to your right and you'll see the family you've got. Look up in the sky and you have the loving God. Look straight ahead and see your life stretched out before. Look to your left and see friends, fellowship and more. Look onward back and your past it shows how to be strong. Remember the people who'll help you along. - MARK CHENG CHUN YEONG- raggedy muse
10:45 PM ![]() ![]() Its been a week filled with moments. Moments that got the cog in my heart whirring and chugging. Moments with my Inventio group. Yes, we may not be as ra-ra as TBIGE(hahahahaa we love you guys), but we defintely had something working my darlings. Thank you Deweiiii for being our slave driver, Lesley for being as sweet as you are and as commited as you are, Schwa for providing the MANLINESS to our group (despite being in a pink cheongsam), Jen for being so sweet and focused and willing to give, Zhi Peng for growing immensely and opening up. Moments of sour revelation. Moments of unexpected proportions. Hi derek. It was nice seeing you again too. Don't forsake passion, don't let life get you down. I haven't. So there's no reason why you should. Get the DSLR if you can, it takes beautiful pictures, and you can carry it with you for life, and you can carry the moments you capture with you for life as well. If I remember one of my last words (haha last words) to you were... wishing you all the best in what you endeavour upon. And that still stands as my biggest wish for you. As I said, the next time I see you and ask you how are you, you had better not reply 'terribly' again. Haha, not as if you'll read this. (Really now?) (: Thoughts are running through my head like those lost souls in that fishbowl. Swimming round and round in a large swirl. Twirling and swirling. And my train of thought is lost. Moments of ... reflection. Open House was not an absolute disaster, but it was a bit of a scramble, and had numerous glitches on the part of our comm. I need to get my act up and set a better example. Also need to get more used to the idea of authority and the need to be firm, well-informed and more well-oiled as a whole comm. We have a very potentially strong team, we all love each other SO WE SHALL WORK HARD. AFTER WE ALL PASS OUR PROMOS WITH FLYING COLOUUURRSSSSS. Jas, our most responsible PRES, thank you for everything, we shall have more lovely times with each other talking things out, and under your leaderrssshhiipppp we WILL ALL SOAR TO GREATER HEIGHTS. Dhe, vice pres artistic, thank you for being so collected and encouraging towards the whole of ACSian theatre. Les, our SEXY secretary, my beloved friend, classmate and person whom i literally see the most of every single day, thank you for being as meticulous and neat as you are. I'm forever borrowing things from you and not returning them I APOLOGISE, but thank you for not lynching me for that. ED, thank you for being as loud and anal as you are and for being so stead fast and absolutely consistent as a performer and a comm member. Thank you for managing all our DARN MESSAGING SYSTEM (we really should get that free sms line thingy), and forever complaining about our dwindling credits. whee. what would we do without you. Nick, DON'T STRESS whenever you have to do something you toot. yes but nonetheless thank you for slave driving us into getting the board done and for getting all our t shirt designs, poster designs done so aesthically pleasing and on task. you rock. even though none of us want to admit it. SLEEP MORE, DO YOUR WORK, STUDY and don't let mummy worry now! Schwa-al. We love you. And I know you love me anyhow. No matter how stupid I am sometimes. Or how stupid you can be sometimes. Tralalaa. ROXXXXX. Our beloved crew manager. Thank you for being who you are and for knowing where to get everything when we need them. And thank you for offering your friendship to me, and for knowing things and for caring. BEEEG HUGGG. MARKIEEE POOOO. Thank you for being the silly boy you are, no matter how meeeaaaannnnnn you can get sometimes. Thank you for always supporting everyone and helping out whereever you can and for being our sexxxyyyy cast manager. YEEEEEEEEELYN. You sexy girl, again thank you for being ever supportive and smiley and being our CREMO auntie and getting everything done and for being o extremely sweeeettt and smiley and nice. WHAHA. JEN JEN. Thank you for being so adorabbllleee and sweet that it is soooo hard to ever reprimand you in anyway. Thank you for DOING the stuff that no one likes to touch, e.g. TICKET money and T SHIRT money. we love you. we do. SU YEEEEEE. Our ticket auntie, thank you for your anality and eagerness to help us all out as a comm. Don't feel left out just cos your not in the performing team most of the time. It is a blessing to have someone like you to help take care of things when we all are boggled by performance. andddd JUNEEEEEE. again thanks for being there and being such reliable help when we all are fazed by performance and running around like mad chickens. HUGGGGG. and the j2s for always providing us with invaluable help and experience that makes things much smoother. (: not to forget the madams, who probably worry lots more than we do, have many many more things to worry about, who are forever providing us with guidance out of obligation and possibly more than just that. it all would be nothing if not thanks to them. vice pres admin will work harder. (: right now, back to my econs independent learning, gp essay, lit annotation and essay outline. and oh yes, promos. raggedy muse
10:10 PM Over-compensation for my dire need for self-assertion, An illusive self-consciousness constantly engaged in self-combat, Misunderstanding, Insensitivity, Awareness. I get it. Just don't hate me for it. Forgive me, Nudge me. You just might be suprised how receptive I am to criticism. And that under the frou-frou I sometimes like to flair, There really isn't much to me. Simple and highly predictable. raggedy muse
10:36 PM 1. I Have No Friends 2. I Have No Life 3. I Am Hungry 4. Skin Is In Bad Condition 5. Exams Are Coming And I Have Not Started Studying Then again, I'm still here. Ignore This Random Ranting. SMILE. |
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YINLING ♥ | | Birds flying high You know how I feel Sun in the sky You know how I feel Reeds driftin' on by You know how I feel It's a new dawn It's a new day It's a new life For me And I'm feeling good |
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CHATTERBOX
DECLARATIONS
WISHFUL
RUNAWAY
REWIND
CREDITS
Desiger/edited by: MilkshakeeeBasecode: doughnutcrazy Music: LALALA! Icon: Picture Cbox: Tag |
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