just take me home.

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what if I traced love all over your arms

wrote a note with lipstick on your back

recited poems with my lips on your neck

gave you butterfly kisses all over your chest

bemyheroine I'm dancing in the room as I would in the woods with you and I put my arms around you.
I'm waking up, and I see the world again.	Sunday, September 27, 2009, 11:02 PM quiet contemplation "violence breeds hatred and hatred breeds violence. hatred can only be defeated by love and peace." Had Hitler been defeated by love and peace? Six million Jews had quietly died before Jewish people earned the right to live on this earth. Had six million Africans to die in southern Africa before black men earned a dignity too? - Makhaya, When Rain Clouds Gather by Bessie Head. , 10:20 PM so I'm ill today my head is spinning, I've got to sit down- sometimes you look around, look back, look to the future and you wonder. you really really wonder. what the hell? haha. because honestly. barely a week ago I would not have thought I'd be standing (or sitting) at the position I currently am at. Hell, a month ago I would've laughed. a year ago I would've smacked myself silly. do I wish that I had a time machine? something that could bring me back to the past to correct all the mistakes that I have ever made? who doesn't. but. I've got to keep reminding myself I am who am I am today because of the things that have occurred. Am I proud of who I am today? maybe. =P Butterly by Jason Mraz imagine you're dancing with me I'm your pole and all you're wearing is your shoes. goddamn. I love this song. its a good day. even though I'm sick as hell. Let's hope I get well soon. Else Ms.Sime would kill me. =D loves. x Wednesday, September 23, 2009, 9:13 PM how many times do you have to tell yourself love. "you're just setting yourself up for a heartbreak" Tuesday, September 22, 2009, 11:54 PM "You fucking idiot." "Actually, no. I'm a fucking genius. Or was it a genius at fucking?" shrug "I'm sure the ladies would agree with both." LOL. I think I just died and came back to life, laughing. , 6:13 PM truly madly deeply do. staring out of the window it doesn't take much for one to wonder. Sunday, September 20, 2009, 9:25 PM Poetry Anthology 1. Crawling out of bed each morning The circles of hawks never leaving your head Had trouble sleeping With her sitting on your chest. Drag yourself through the wreckage of your mind Hurling debris against the white washed walls Crimson stained glass And tears stained skin Her, always her On your mind, in your heart, never fading Reminiscing on the green green grass Your shelter from the ominous storm Gone, you realize As your shirt soaks with memories As your skin is drenched with pain What can you remember of those blue eyes? Black and white images of laughter and lies and tears and love She’s jumping through your head Twisting the wires that held sanity together Anxious breathing. She mouth her words Luscious pink imbedded in the corners of your mind As soon as it came it disappeared Never letting it touch the stone you call a heart. Crawling out of bed each morning The circles of hawks never leaving your head Had trouble sleeping With her sitting on your chest. , 9:21 PM Sex and the City "I can't colour enough. I would colour all day, everyday if I had my way I would use every crayon in my box." "When Big colours, he hardly ever stay inside the lines" HAHA. I love it. x ps. to those that do not know, in this scene, they were talking about sex in front of a little girl, so they decided to use 'colouring' instead. Saturday, September 19, 2009, 10:37 AM I'm at bianca's at the moment. Just slept over. I've slept a total of 9 hours, funnily enough, I'm still so tired. yawwn. xx Wednesday, September 16, 2009, 11:01 PM The Girl Who Silenced the World for 5 minutes http://media.causes.com/510213 , 7:28 PM Dreamgirl Listen I am alone at the crossroads I'm not at home in my own Now I've done believing you You don't know what I'm feeling, I'm more than what you've made of me. I just got to find my own. Tuesday, September 15, 2009, 9:18 PM I love the way your nails rake across my skin Sunday, September 13, 2009, 11:26 PM may the road rise, to meet you. you know what I find funny? after everything that has passed I've yet to say a single thing I didn't regret. and then, I just live with that mistake, pushing past it. its not to say I'm bitter about it. I'm just amused. Highly amused. You know what? I think I sound like Redzuan as days go by. I don't know it that's a good thing or not. its late. and i'm tired. and I have school tomorrow. weird thing is. I really cant be bothered to go and sleep. sigh. nothing exciting tmr as far as I can tell. I've got to stop moping. maybe dump myself back into the game for two. (or three or four, depends how you look at it) but its just a little too much work at the moment. I'll live and let live. and see where the rivers takes me. that reminds me. riversong. such an amazing song. sigh. I do miss choir. I kinda miss Ms.Krensa (Krenca? Krencha? No idea how to spell it) too. whooptidoo. 3,000+ words today and one criticism. Maybe it isn't as great as I though it would be. lol. buut anyway. Im going to stop stalling. sweet dreams lovelies. signin off. x , 11:21 PM all good things come to an end. you know, we all learn about metamorphosis the same way, through the same species. we all learn the valuable lesson of how the ugly caterpillar always turns into the beautiful butterfly. It's funny really, what we don't learn after that. 2 to 4 days. That is the average life span of a butterfly. So it goes through life, 'suffering' as one would say, being an ugly green worm. It then turns into a pretty much useless cocoon. after finally reaching it's goal in life, it dies. just like that. I find it quite sad and depressing all the same. the poor butterfly. Wednesday, September 9, 2009, 6:02 PM badum badim I saw a tree trunk today. I swear, it was a horse. Lol I guess my sanity is slipping everyday. So I'm playing the part of the evil stepmother. One asian parents with four white kids. Am I the only one who finds the humour in this? Dance exam is coming up in less than a month. I have not paid, I have not even learnt that other 6 dances yet. Talk about unprepared. I have a feeling I'm gonna fail this. =P Ah well. Who cares? Mufti performance and the anniversary one is coming up too. absolutely L-O-V-E the routine. hehehe. sexy saucy and skilled I tell you. I honestly cannot wait to perform it. Really, I can't. =] Trying to think of other important dates... PROM. =D haha. Cannot be bothered to spend too much money. So I'm using an old dress and a pair of shoes I already have but have not worn before. =] Perfect match too. Funny, prom theme's not even up yet and I already got the dress. Talk about well prepared. =P And then there is Grad Ball... But hot dayumn I'm sure as hell GOING to be in the grad ball committee. OFFICIALLY. instead of this doing the work not getting credit thing. not that I mind. I like being kept busy. =] hmm. Rehearsals start next tuesday. =] I cannot wait for that too You know. there's so much happening right now. Prefect stuff, prom stuff, hari raya stuff. I think I like this feeling. I like being busy. I like doing things. HAHA now that's a joke. maybe there's hope for dear old me after all. Cindy's back this friday. Going to hang out with her and a whole bunch of people. Cannot wait for that either. =D xxx Monday, September 7, 2009, 7:19 PM forgetting... you know what? I'm tired of this. All these misconceptions and illusions. it's all you tonight the console, the cards, are all in your hands you tell me what are you going to play because I'm sick of being the dealer. it's all you tonight I'm forgetting about your haunting eyes No longer reminiscing upon those luscious lips Erasing the poignant images imprinted in my brain I will forget falling into your arms, I will forget being caught by an angel I will forget the warmth I know you give out I will forget you Saturday, September 5, 2009, 10:19 PM five senses I think about it over and over again the more I think, the more I know That you're just not right to be my man oh baby you know its true I want him to be caring, understanding but boy you're just condescending I want him to see me for who I really am. ohhh baby, baby I'll put a blindfold over my heart Blocking out images of your silhouette Put on a mask over my face cuz you know you just drive me crazy baby around you sometimes I wish I were blind deaf, dumb and senseless too you don't know how much I wish I could just forget it all and live right there in your arms whoaaah baby, you know it's true. Wednesday, September 2, 2009, 7:12 PM talk about random Yesterday, I had an unexplainable urge to blog. So this is what I remembered of what I would've wrote down if I did: Today, my biology teacher compared us to a chicken's butt. She then went on to give us a very graphic description of exactly how we remind her of a chicken's butt. In fact, she went into such detail that she said we were like baby chicken's assholes. That even after they die still open and closed (I do not know if this fact is true, I am merely just telling as I have heard). Mainly, she was just trying to tell us we were very chatty. Coming from the woman that gets turned on by Optimus Prime and enjoys talking about sex in some related way or form almost every lesson. I guess it ceased to surprise any of us. I would've wrote more. except I cannot remember what I would've posted yesterday. So here is what I'm going to post today: I like my new teachers. They're pretty awesome. Nice people too. I did the auditions for 'Into the Woods' today. I think it went pretty well, but then again, I'm not a drama student nor teacher, so I would not know. Once again, sang the very much over-sang (from me at least. It's like the only song I know) 'Over the Rainbow'. I really wonder whether those happy little blue birds really are happy. Or even if the land that we heard of in lullabies really exist, or even a place where dreams that we dare to dream really do come trueee. Okay honestly? I REALLY gotta find a new song. Not... that I probably can sing it. But still. 'I KISSED A GIRL AND I LIKED IT. NANANNANANA' uhuh. I doubt that's any better. Okay, maybe a tinsy winsy bit too hyper. Can't wait for dinner. I'm literally starving (or should I say figuratively. Funny how people use words nowadays isn't it? 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