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" I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain. "
"guard your heart."
that's right.
"you suck at comforting."
that's also quite right. i need to learn, to fight out of those awkward moments and actually say something relevant or relatable.
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OA! oh, so excited!
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no additional distractions unless You permit, Lord.
and You always find ways to speak to me, thank You:)
"we got too much time to kill,
like pigeons on my windowsill,
we hang around."
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aeiou-
the atmosphere stiffened a little
everything at that point looked brittle
so we shall just remain like this till it's true
i wonder is that alright with you
today i bumped into an old friend. it was swift.
i heard someone calling my name, and turned around to find this very familiar face staring at me. a face i remember to be from my jit sin high school days. and strangely, my mind was working excellently at that moment, because after leaving penang, this person and i had never keep in touch, and now, 4 years later, her name just came to me like that. she found it strange that i remembered her name, well i found it strange too.
life surprises us all sometimes.
They depict a lot, don't they? But what if they depict wrongly?
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I've always knew that my smile/grin can be too extreme sometimes, very exaggerated, when in fact in my perspective, I was just being glad, and not too overly happy. But there will always be comments like, "Why are you grinning like that? What happened?" And again, to clarify, "Oh I'm just smiling normally, am I not?"
"No."
Of late, the situation worsened. While looking happy may not be necessarily a bad thing, I look angry too. A normal straight face, with intention to show concern, or to display a modicum of being professional had been regarded as anger. Again, the muscles exaggerated! Not me! This concerns me because it would be really bad if my facial expressions are all mixed up, or exaggerated to a scale of 1:100.
I fear I may be misunderstooded.
Oh well :S
"pleasant words are a honeycomb, sweet to the soul and healing to the bones." Proverbs 16:24
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i should not have done that, but, i learnt. how easily can words slip out? too easily, too wrong, too uncalled for.
if you want to sing out, sing out
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sonic youth's superstar makes me :'(
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oh thursday, sweet thursday.
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disjointed sentences syndrome again, but i am trying.
i can't grab hold of this year, it's flashing past way too fast. but i loved every bit, and i love and i will love.
nowadays i get a bit fidgety to know exams are going to end and that means college is too. (yes even though that does not make any tremendous difference on my part but the line 'college is going to end' sounds much too sophisticated to be left out.)
this weekend had been so so good. God is, always.
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"Night is weighing heavy now.
Be quiet and wait for a voice that will say
Come awake
From sleep, arise
You were dead
You’ve come alive
Wake up wake up
Open your eyes
Climb from your grave
Into the light."
"And the seasons
Will change us new
Be the best I've known
and you know me
I could not be stuck on you
If it were true"
i like that i can retrace my thoughts kept in the archive, and remember the connection of drafting them in relation to past events. it makes me feel happy, that somehow i've checked all those boxes off. so many more boxes to go