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a story told by the sky...
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Friday, July 31, 2009. Riends. We've gone through thick and thin. Though a characteristic of yours. Your angerness that acts with impatience. We've tolerated that for quite a long time. Now, it has gone over the limit. This is serious business. Warning! It's not gonna be nice. Wrath boils in my blood. Telling me to hate. Hate for what you've done to us. Anger from many different things. I'm gonna let it go, speak it out. Tell them what this anger is all about. Though when I do speak out. Not at all, nada).
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Friday, August 21, 2009. And if the sunset fades away. The vibrant clouds once more turn grey. If the war is far from done. And yet the battle's all but won. Save a darkened thought for me. Keep your worried conscience free. Save a lie, save a doubt. Save a chance to let it out. For once again the sun will rise. And the war cannot much longer stay. So open up your jaded eyes. For one more day. Then hear me say. That if the war is far from done. And yet the battle's all but won. I need you dear,. The sky'...
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Friday, October 2, 2009. She looked up to the clear blue sky. The green apple grass was swaying in the wind. She was finally free. For days, walking with the conscience she can't bear. She was a dreamer. Dreamless dreams she dreamt. And yet, she was still hopelessly hoping for a miracle. Lieve in yourself more" he said. I thought to myself. In this cruel world, who would? When there's no one else,. Who would believe in my voice? I was trapped in the misery of my past. Nothing could change that fact.
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Saturday, November 21, 2009. Ehem* Someone wanted me to post a pic. Well, there you go. Saturday, November 7, 2009. Since I've ever posted in this blog. Well, finally now I get the chance to continue. My story scrapped from my imagination. I know it's not that good yet. But as long as someone's reading it, I'll keep writing. So let your imagination fly free! And maybe that's my kind of way to escape from the cruel reality. Immersing myself with great imagination. Profile here. :D. Wants here. :D.
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Wednesday, December 16, 2009. I am the flower. The youth of my beauty dazzle in the sky. Sweet charming fragrance dances in the breeze. I feel your touch on my soft fragile petals. Ubiquitous colours absorbs such divine light. The emptiness filled with euphoric delight. I am the flower,. And was now named alive. I made you my everything,. And everything; I bear you with fruits. You plucked me out and brought me to a fairy tale,. In a flamboyant vase filled with precious water. As the sun began to set,.
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1E2 ' 07 ROCKS !
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Sunday, April 22, 2007. Tis and the previous blog is posted by JOEY . Jus tuh tell u all , i hab created a group on FRIENDSTER . If u wan tuh join , go tuh http:/ www.friendster.com/xxpretendsxx. And find the groups or go group search ' LYSS `2007 1E2 '. No matter what happens ,. We will stick together as one . Ms yeo and ms wee tiinks the sitting plan is gud ; i dunch even tiink it is. I tiink the class looks more messy and much noisier le. No matter what happens ,. We will stick together as one . Jeral...
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Tuesday, September 29, 2009. I am lost in a snowstorm. The wind shrieks, blows stinging sheets of snow into my eyes. I stagger through layers of shifting white. I call for help, but the wind drowns my cries. I fall and lie panting on the snow, lost in the white,. The wind wailing in my ears. I watched the snow erased my fresh footprints. I'm a ghost now, a ghost with no footprints. I cry out again, hope fading like my footprints. But this time, a muffled reply. I shield my eyes and manage to sit up.
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1E2 ' 07 ROCKS !
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Tuesday, May 29, 2007. Http:/ www.nackvision.com/goodies/animated/. FROM A STUDENT OF 1E2, PROBABLY! I WONT TELL U WHO AM I WHO MADE THAT THINGY ABOVE! No matter what happens ,. We will stick together as one . MISS YEO . form , mt and cd (2nd semester) tecaher. MISS WEE . co - form and science teacher. MISS LIN . english teacher. MISS PHUA . maths teacher. MDM ROSMAIZA . mt teacher. MISS BANU . literature teacher. MISS SHAHEEDA . history teacher. MISS HUDA . art teacher. MISS TAN . music teacher.
