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Listening-

Empty by The Click Five

Tried to take a picture
Of love
Didn’t think I’d miss her
That much
I want to fill this new frame
But its empty

Tried to write a letter
In ink
Its been getting better
I think
I got a piece of paper
But its empty
Its empty

Maybe we’re trying
Trying too hard
Maybe we’re torn apart
Maybe the timing
Is beating our hearts
We’re empty

And I’ve even wondered
If we
Should be getting under
These sheets
We could lie in this bed
But its empty
Its empty

Maybe we’re trying
Trying too hard
Maybe we’re torn apart
Maybe the timing
Is beating our hearts
We’re empty

Oh oh
Oh oh
Oooooh
Oh oh
Oh oh

Maybe we’re trying
Trying too hard
Maybe we’re torn apart
Maybe the timing
Is beating our hearts
We’re empty

We’re empty
We’re empty

lbahblah. its quite interpretative. its not as shallow as i first perceived it to be. Haha. Heyya, some rock bands have substance tooo. With You by Chris Brown is drivin me nutsyy! (:

P.S inaccuracy of emotion. Its 7 in the morning. -.- no way am i feeling emo. Tired maybe. gosh i wanna sleeeeeeeeeepppppp. but noooo, i’mma off to the zoo today yo. Its been such a long time.

truth.

my baby toe’s a bloody mess. okay not really. its just that i was trying to pull my corn out. stupid. hahahaha. 😀

i am so needing to sleep more. i need to MANAGE my time better. rachelrachelrachel.

John 16: 12,13:

12“I have much more to say to you, more than you can now bear. 13But when he, the Spirit of truth, comes, he will guide you into all truth. He will not speak on his own; he will speak only what he hears, and he will tell you what is yet to come.

John 16: 19-33

19Jesus saw that they wanted to ask him about this, so he said to them, “Are you asking one another what I meant when I said, ‘In a little while you will see me no more, and then after a little while you will see me’? 20I tell you the truth, you will weep and mourn while the world rejoices. You will grieve, but your grief will turn to joy. 21A woman giving birth to a child has pain because her time has come; but when her baby is born she forgets the anguish because of her joy that a child is born into the world. 22So with you: Now is your time of grief, but I will see you again and you will rejoice, and no one will take away your joy. 23In that day you will no longer ask me anything. I tell you the truth, my Father will give you whatever you ask in my name. 24Until now you have not asked for anything in my name. Ask and you will receive, and your joy will be complete.

25“Though I have been speaking figuratively, a time is coming when I will no longer use this kind of language but will tell you plainly about my Father. 26In that day you will ask in my name. I am not saying that I will ask the Father on your behalf. 27No, the Father himself loves you because you have loved me and have believed that I came from God. 28I came from the Father and entered the world; now I am leaving the world and going back to the Father.”

29Then Jesus’ disciples said, “Now you are speaking clearly and without figures of speech. 30Now we can see that you know all things and that you do not even need to have anyone ask you questions. This makes us believe that you came from God.”

31“You believe at last!” Jesus answered. 32“But a time is coming, and has come, when you will be scattered, each to his own home. You will leave me all alone. Yet I am not alone, for my Father is with me.

33“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.”

ohhh no. HAHA.

I think Jean-baptiste maunier is good looking. Ah. But he’s FRENCH. And he has an impossibly long chin. Haha. I’m bored and going crazy. Yahoo!!

love

can become grostesque

judgemental

angry

lust

hate

jealousy

dark

hurtful

damaging

death.

listening: I’ll Be- Edwin McCain

You’re my survival, you’re my living proof
My love is alive not dead
Tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I’ll be captivated I’ll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache, that hang from above

bought alot of things. alot. too many i think.

but i bought the most lovely scarf. my first scarf ladies and gentlemen. hahaha.

if i get rich one day, i will buy ALL my pajamas from WH. they’re seriously funky. HAHA. (:

I’m tempted to ask my uncle to bring back the iPhone for me. Ah well. Cuz Nat’s got one, and its making me drool. HAHA. (not really, but still. =D )

and he owes me a decade’s worth of birthday presents.

I’ll be the greatest fan of your life

shopping crazy.

Adorable little twerp. (:

I want to go shopping, but i’ll feel guilty because i haven’t finished studying bio. AAH. bio.

and its the shopping that makes me feel guilty too. Spending money. Money money money. What do i need to buy?

oh yes. today, I decided that being “emo” is also the equivalent of being selfish. being self absorbed. I was wondering last night about my mum, and how hard it must be to be like her. I was really snappy in the morning. I would be upset if I were her. Then she brought us out at night for dinner, I didn’t even apologise in between. There are saturdays when she fetches my sister to badminton at 8ish, fetches her back at 11, us to tuition at 12ish, back at 2.30, then my dad to work at 5ish and back at 12.

i love my mum.

she has taught me the meaning of love, life, and letting go.

❤

girl talk.

me: is it possible to like someone who doesn’t make you happy?

mum: (thinks) eventually… no.

becky: (butts in) YES! I like **** and he doesn’t even do anything to make me happy!

…

…

(thinks) Actually, I like him what, and it makes me feel happy. ^^

mum: Ya, that’s cuz he’s so silly and does all these stupid things and makes you happy.

(chatters among themselves)

mum: anyway, why you ask that question ahh. -.-

becky: (butts in) actually, i think his brother is cuter (sheepish smile) ^^

mum: huh!? so bad!!!

me: > <”

becky: he has spikey hair!! I like spikey hair!

mum: okay, we can go get you.. a hedgehog. HAHAHA.

me: HAHA.

becky: it must be a spikey in a nice way! like there’s this guy sitting next to me in (mentions a tuition centre)… (rattles)

(2109)

becky: his hair is like very nice and spikey in got style kind. and it goes OUTTT!!! like concave. er. like biconcave (me: ????) ^^ and you know like football players they’re like very muscular? but he’s like just right. (: (me: *thinks of cristiano ronaldo*) you know right, i think he’s mixed. like he goes to international school and has an accent. he plays football! he’s training for the singapore team!!

(starts humming)

(sees what i wrote up there ^) what? cristiano ronaldo is very cute what!

man. i looked cute. (:

Ben – Michael Jackson

Ben, the two of us need look no more
We both found what we were looking for
With a friend to call my own
I’ll never be alone
And you, my friend, will see
You’ve got a friend in me
(you’ve got a friend in me)

Ben, you’re always running here and there
You feel you’re not wanted anywhere
If you ever look behind
And don’t like what you find
There’s one thing you should know
You’ve got a place to go
(you’ve got a place to go)

I used to say “I” and “me”
Now it’s “us”, now it’s “we”
I used to say “I” and “me”
Now it’s “us”, now it’s “we”
Ben, most people would turn you away
I don’t listen to a word they say
They don’t see you as I do
I wish they would try to
I’m sure they’d think again
If they had a friend like Ben
(a friend) Like Ben
(like Ben) Like Ben

When he was young, he had a beautiful voice. > <

family;

the only c that taints my report card is the c from lang arts. which i used to believe in. i use to believe in it. used to believe in myself. not that i didn’t get little bitesized serendipity cookies. the chemistry cookie. i will fight to keep you cookie.

‘Cause you are not alone
I’m always there with you
And we’ll get lost together
Until the light comes pouring through
It’s when you feel like you’re done
And the darkness has won
Babe, you’re not lost

there are so many things you hear on the radio, on the television, heck there are somethings you hear from your friends over the phone, or face to face and you wish beyond hope that they could be true of you. you know, to hear those little clinched lines to be whispered, to be handed a bouquet of daisies, to run off into the rain and dance like nobody’s there. i just need to know before i’m through getting over stuff, because i’m getting very close, and you’re going to be the grand.. geesh who was it last i was confused over? grand 3rd. or second. grand second-third. turd. whoops. hahaha.

i need to know. i just do. tell me. tell me what this means. tell me what it means to be friends. because i’m not sure, i’m not even sure about that.

and you’re not supposed to be seeing this.

close your eyes.

you were my bitesized serendipity cookie too.

well. a very small cookie. tiny. it lasted a few precious moments then it disappeared. and i don’t need it back. no. but you were my cookie nonetheless. yeah you were my cookie.

shh.