*sniffle* ohmygod zombie loan is nice. in the last episode shito was like (to the golem) "some of your hair and skin is melted, but its okay, it'll grow back. i'll take you home, teach you words, then you can go to school." *melts* and then nogi shoots, and shito is all "hey, you, wake up." i hope they have a second season.
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i have a totally darling new bag ahahahahaha. <3s
shopping prevents dementia in old people. more helpful then mahjong apparently. lets have gambling in the chalet! i can teach maria to play hearts :D or blackjack. must bring money! then i can have income. if not i'm broke for the rest of the month(maybe year, considering the amount i spend on holiday). which isn't that many days, but still. skating lesso9ns satrt on 7 november :D and my knee still hurts. ohno.

Labels: music and lyrics

熟能生巧
作词：林秋离 作曲：林俊杰

醒着像睡着 躺着像思考 神魂颠倒
感情太单调 竟然是烦恼 如何是好
也许来阵风雨花谢满地黯然神伤的困扰
可以刺激那颗浑浑噩噩失去了烈火激情的大脑

吹风就感冒 淋雨就发烧 有爱就好

我不再逃 空虚日子这一路都在熬
也许爱情就是熟能生巧
你绝对想不到我多渴望
让生活染上一些颜料
是红橙黄或蓝靛紫都好
一圈一圈的围绕
终于能自在的坦诚说爱你
火一点就燃烧
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one word: ouch.

went skating with celeste, sarah and celine yesterday ><

i think i relied to much on my right ankle. resulting in a slightly sore ankle, hot towels at night, and much wincing during the training today. oh yes, and the broken spectacles. ahwell. going to the optician tomorrow, to see if they can be saved. at least i have the pieces :P. okaay fine so it wasn't as bad as it just sounded k. the supporting things on the bridge of the nose just kind of broke out. together. i swear i had nothing to do with that.

and can we please never never ever do skating on wednesday when there's training on tuesday and thursday? my ankle AND my knee both hurt like you wouldn't believe.

fencers get arthritis early.

Labels: degree of owch-ness, music and lyrics

i hope you never lose your sense of wonder
you get your fill to eat
but always keep that hunger
may you never take one single breath for granted
god forbid love ever leave you empty handed

i hope you still feel small
when you stand by the ocean
whenever one door closes
i hope one more opens
promise me you'll give fate a fighting chance


and when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
i hope you dance
i hope you dance


i hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
never settle for the path of least resistance
living might mean taking chances
but they're worth taking
lovin' might be a mistake
but it's worth making

don't let some hell bent heart
leave you bitter
when you come close to selling out
reconsider
give the heavens above
more than just a passing glance
(i hope you dance/lee ann womack)
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the bus ride to bukit panjang plaza today was erm... interesting? err yeah. ask stef. on second thought, DON'T ask stef. heh heh. scandalous, it was. according to her, at least. :D
and the lyrics have nothing to do with what happened today, incase you're wondering. i just listened to it again while revising.
alright i know this isn't a proper post, but i'm busy kay. shall sit down and type out nice long posts once EOYs start. ahhh the dreaded EOYs eh? must go revise cos i have no idea what we have to know.

Labels: music and lyrics

i remember it well
the first time that I saw
your head around the door
cause mine stopped working

i remember it well
there was wet in your hair
i was stood in the stairs
and time stopped moving

i remember it well
taxied out of a storm
to watch you perform
and my ships were sailing

i want you here tonight
i want you here
cause I can't believe what I found
i want you here tonight
i want you here
nothing is taking me down, down, down

(i remember/damien rice)
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another week, one hundred steps closer to the dreaded exams. i'm scared. i haven't even started revising yet. and i can't do the english formative. out of the what, 12 questions(?) i could only answer three. pathetic? uhhuh. i have given up. so... on to happier stuffs!
we did a practical in the lab yesterday! for chem. chromatography is funn. and i made pretty patterns! worte lyrics in bed last night, inspiration strikes at the oddest times. shall post them up another time when i feel better about the homeowrk. or when i have actually done the said homework. someone save me from the evil piece of lit homework that constantly demands my attention!

Labels: music and lyrics

went to school today, had chem revision after school. thanks everyone! i love you guys loads. especially christabel. cos i think i was a horrendous pupil :P. never try to teach me something related to science and think i'll get it on the first try. try a few thousand instead.
and it ended up being a pig out with truth or dare and have you ever after i got everything in the fa. so yeah, it was fun. and the dares were especially good. kudos to claudia!

suppose I never, ever met you
suppose we never fell in love
suppose I never, ever let you kiss me so sweet and so soft
suppose I never, ever saw you
suppose you never, ever called
suppose I kept on singing love songs
just to break my own fall

i never loved nobody fully
always one foot on the ground
and by protecting my heart
truly i got lost
in the sounds
i hear in my mind
all of these voices
i hear in my mind
all of these words
i hear in my mind
all of this music
and it breaks my heart
(regina spektor/fidelity)
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ohyeah. let me tell you the story of the mangoes. once upon a time, esther read a fanfic that was james/lily. and it was very nice. and in the story, after james had shagged lily, sirius, who apparently had some sort of radar to detect that, asked james what they had done the night before. and james said that they had mangoes. so sirius said something along the lines of having had mangoes with james all over the place when he went to james place. and then lily told james that he was not allowed to have mangoes with anyone except her.
and after reading this, while doing her homework, esther kept thinking about mangoes. so she wrote on her chem worksheet "stop it brain. or i shall cut off your mango supply."
and then she told alisa toh this tory, who told everyone this story and wrote it up here.
and that concludes the story of the mangoes of the 109 class. who does indeed lead a very active mango life. and all tropical fruits are the love <33
esther, give me the link to the fanfic, will ya? *whines* be an obliging darling, please.

Labels: music and lyrics

i gave you a shooting star
a symphony of colours
you promised me a rainbow
entrapped in a bottle

i taught you to hear the fairies' song
the way to neverland
you learnt and did not forget
and returned me something, in turn

you drew me a map to your heart
i sang to you magic lullabys
you danced to me dreams of hope
i played to you a chorus

but we have grown up, you and i
we have forgotten to dream
no longer knowing how to imagine
we are the lost

something i DID write on impulse, but i'm a hopeless lyricist :P i still love to write though. its more fun than writing poetry, like esther (lim) does.

Labels: music and lyrics

Be afraid of the lame
They'll inherit your legs
Be afraid of the old
They'll inherit your souls
Be afraid of the cold
They'll inherit your blood
Apres moi, le deluge
After me comes the flood

I must go on standing
You can't break that which isn't yours
I, oh, must go on standing
I'm not my own, it's not my choice
(apres moi/regina spektor)

i don't want to talk about it. really. i have never been so unhappy this year. you can't break that which isn't yours? my foot.
okay ignore that. that was emo-ish crap lah.
regina spektor is magic! this isn't my favourite song of hers, but its still great. and i love her music to bits. she is a wonderfully and amazingly talented singer-songwriter-pianist.
and i have been nominated for the jpsl and pit thing! whee! camp tomorrow :D i love camps. i bet that i'll be getting a flooded tagboard cos of most people's*coughcough* shock and disbelief. see ya tomorrow! life is good :D
i turn emotions on a dime, my dearies.

Labels: emo-ing, music and lyrics

*at anna's house, after her internet got killed somehow*

Matthew: Does your internet need mouth to mouth, Anna?
Anna: *snorts* I need mouth to mouth. Preferably with a tall dark and handsome Slytherin
Anna: I think you all know who I'm referring to.
Me: Theo?
Me: *grins*
Anna: I'll give you a hint!
Anna: He has a nose deformation!
Me: Ah, Slughorn!

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Oh, the joys of being thirteen and immature. that had us rolling on the floor tearing. or at least me and anna did. seriously. for about a couple of minutes. and yes it was fun. i was on a sugar high from root beer. i wanna go to her house again! it was damn cool.

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ohyeah. music meme from sydney's blog. cos i guessed too many of hers. heehee. guess, people! on the tagboard, yeah.
1) Put your playlist on random.
2) Type out the first line of the first 15 songs you hit. DON’T CHEAT EVEN IF THE SONG IS EMBARRASSING YOU HAVE TO USE IT.
3) Strike it out once people have guessed
4) Try not to google.

1. shadows all around you as you surface from the dark [you are the moon/the hush sound] (sydney)
2. i was on your porch
3. she's doesn't deserve to be in no place like this all alone
4. there’s still a little bit of your taste in my mouth [cannonball/damien rice] (sydney :D)
5. you have a jump in your step [sweet talk 101/ cute is what we aim for] (sydney again)
6. i want to live where soul meets body [soul meets body/deathcab
7. i must go on standing
8. this is for the ones who believe their lives won't change
9. brown eyes and lungs are filled up with smoke
10. today is the day the worst day of my life
11. love of mine some day you will die [i will follow you into the dark/deathcab] (pro sydney)
12. you don't care about impossible
13. paper bags and plastic hearts [the great escape/boys like girls] (sydney, but this was obvious cos it was on her meme too)
14. swoon this is the same old blood rush with a new touch [moan/cute is what we aim for] (sydney is damn fast cann)
15. i want to sing to you my love

hint: some of these are by regina spektor, but NO GOOGLING.

Labels: music and lyrics

想问为什么我不再是你的快乐
可是为什么却苦笑说我都懂了
自尊常常将人拖着把爱都走曲折
假装了解是怕真相太赤裸裸
狼狈比失去难受

我怀念的是无话不说
我怀念的是一起作梦
我怀念的是争吵以后
还是想要爱你的冲动

我记得那年生日
也记得那一首歌记
得那片星空
最紧的右手
最暖的胸口

谁记得 谁忘了
我怀念的是无言感动
我怀念的是绝对炽热
我怀念的是你很激动求
我原谅抱得我都痛

我记得你在背后
也记得我颤抖着
记得感觉汹涌
最美的烟火
最长的相拥
(stefanie sun/我怀念的)

i would bold the whole song, but it looks ugly :P. the lyrics are sad, really. i want her new album! someone donate to the get-alisa-every-new-album-that-she-wants fund. its worth it. really. :D sigh. just bought ANOTHER album. i couldn't resist. whyy do the albums call out to me so? i want more money :D. i NEED more money.
i shall not go out anymore :(. kay. going to the gym later. and i'm so not anorexic or whatever you called me, stef. i want to actually pass 2.4 next year. okay, so i passed this year. correction then. pass with a better grade.
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♥[alisa]` the free spirit says:
ummm
♥[alisa]` the free spirit says:
UMMM
!rachel says:
hahahaha
♥[alisa]` the free spirit says:
okaaaay
♥[alisa]` the free spirit says:
i think
♥[alisa]` the free spirit says:
you're abit hyper today

do not bother about what rachel said above. because you should not know. yes. especially not esther or christabel. stef can know:D rachael too. it was embarrassing. yes. and it is about her, esther. but you will not tag on my tagboard. or anyone.

Labels: music and lyrics

Early in the morning
I put breakfast at your table
and I make sure that your coffee
has it's sugar and cream
Your eggs are over easy and
your toast is light
All that's missing is your morning kiss
that used to greet me

Now you say the juice is sour
it used to be so sweet
And I can't help but to wonder if you're talking about me
We don't talk the way we used to talk
it's hurting so deep
I've got my pride
I will not cry
But it's making me weak

I'm not your super woman
I'm not the kind of girl
that you can let down
and think that eveything's OK

But I am only human
This girl needs more than occasional heart
as a token of love from you to me

(Whyte Karyn/Superwoman)

STRESS. is scary. And I'm seriously scared now. I have a competition coming up on saturday and sunday, and I'm ponning training on thursday for the house camp. DEAD is tattooed on my forehead. But at least I'll have fun :D. Just realised that the title sounds super emo. I am NOT emo-ing, dear.
I'll be broke though. The competition is at Clementi Sports Hall. Which equals bubble tea, sushi, etc. Or maybe just KFC and bubble tea. Right. Shall go do my homework.
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"What's the time now?"
"Eleven forty-six. Oh wait, sixty four. Oh wait, NO, forty six."

Haha. Transcript of a most amusing conversation between me and Stef that I just remembered. The blur one was me, amazingly enough. Acutally, its not that amazing. Why am I so RANDOM?

Labels: music and lyrics

alisa is currently mugging for her dreaded eoys, and thus shall be most likely boring. thou shalt mug for exams. skating boots are unlikely >< shall not give up on my bimbo items. got the flats for an early christmas present! need another course? hope not

.amelina. .en.ting. .eshta. .huimin. .jasselyn. .jiaaaaacong. .jinni. .limei. .maria. .natalie. .rachaelANDstef. .rachellim. .rain. .shaowei. .shawna. .shona. .sydney. .tiffkoh. .yifeng. .turnip!.

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