Sunday, September 12

so just give me one good reason
tell me why I should stay
cause I don’t wanna waste another moment
in saying things we never meant to say

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if I just breathe
let it fill the space between
i’ll know everything is alright

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maybe it’d be better on my own
no one ever seems to understand me
it’s easier for me to be alone
but there’s still a piece of me that feels so empty

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i’ve been all over the world
i’ve seen a million different places
but through the crowds and all the faces
i’m still out there looking for you




michelle branch sings the words i want to speak.

since this is going to be my last day online until the end of our exams.
i've decided to do it in colour!
yes see. i'm going to try to be hardworking for the last leg of the sec3 race.
its my last chance! i mean,imagine if i have to retain!-gasp.
exactly. you get my drift.
hiyah. its back to school tmr. and it hasnt been a very productive, or happy week.
first there was THAT. nagging through my mind the whole time. making me upset frustrated and angry and hurt.
then there was the studying. hahah or the lack thereof.
but thankgod for the nonuts! they rock my world. seriously. i'd be desolate without them.
going to school with the nonuts makes me happy! and going to town cursing ppl who dont wanna donate to us makes me happy too.
and that day the bonesetter's play! hahah so nice to be wit the nonuts.
hiyah I LOVE YOU NO NOTHINGS!
hahah ample appreciation? hahah muacks.
BYEBYE COMPUTER AND SUCKERS! if you see me online or a new post appears. you all have a right to slap me. hah!


love
-nonutjiayi.

Tuesday, September 7

hiyahhh.
i hate sept hols lahhh.
all homework.
and then mom and dad nagggg so much!
okay okay i get it already. sigh. studied alot today.
haha finally i understand trigo for damn amath.
quite productive. never mind i will take baby steps.
hahah!
okayyy lah. better run now. i cant keep studying throughout the day right!
i will prolly shrivel up and die.
tskkkk.

zee baby cheerup!!

Saturday, September 4

she doesn't know how she ought to feel
and somehow she can't believe its all real
inside her heart, she's crying
yet her friends all think she's lying
she's got a shield around her
blocking everyone out
and keeping her locked in
no one hears her screams
and she's tired, so tired
so suddenly, she becomes quiet
her mind is empty
her heart is shattered
her soul has flown away
her spirit is trampled


okay yet another sad poem. i had inspiration!
and thanks zee for her contribution for quiet that rhymes wit tired.
hahah!