Turn my head with talk of summertime November 28, 2007

I’M IN ROME NOW.
Okay I forsee that I will not be able to do this on the real day anyway, so
HAPPY FIFTEENTH BIRTHDAY
(Actual day 3rd December)
Samuel Koh Moo Moo :D
Spasmooo. We haven’t talked much this holiday huh, timings have been awful. I went to Thailand, when I got back you left for Chennai, when you got [...]

To see myself through your eyes, November 25, 2007

For Good – Wicked Soundtrack 
I’ve heard it said that people come into our lives for a reason
Bringing something we must learn
And we are led to those who help us most to grow
If we let them and we help them in return
Well, I don’t know if I believe that’s true
But I know I’m who I am [...]

The strands in your eyes, they colour them wonderful November 25, 2007

Oh my, we’re leaving for Italy tomorrow night. Time really flies. Alright even though I haven’t really been looking forward to it much, I guess I’m glad for this chance to get away. I’ll be in Rome, then Venice, then Paris until the 15th of December, so phone is out of bounds til then. Drop [...]

Lips open in a wordless cry November 23, 2007

Firstly, MCXOXO! HAHAHA, the love (: Move it manxxzzzxxx.
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Anywayyyyy I’m bored. Mum dad & Gab are all at Jumbo for dinner, I couldn’t go cause I had tuition at Laoshi’s just now. Unfair. Hahaha. Laoshi just let us do our school homework for tuition, and finished early since there were only two of us. One and [...]

Protected: Love is not a victory march. November 21, 2007

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Any dream will do (: November 20, 2007

Itchy fingers. Itchy fingers. Itchy fingers want to type a post though thy itchy fingers don’t have much to type about.

Okay random but, sister dear. You really are a retard. Haha, and I think that somehow, recently, we’ve become alot closer and I don’t actually know why. Maybe you’ve grown up in your own little [...]

Born into poverty’s embrace November 18, 2007

What child is this, who laid to rest on Mary’s lap, is sleeping
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet
While sheperds watch are keeping

Who is this, who lives with the lowly
Sharing their sorrows, knowing their hunger
This is Christ revealed to the world
In the eyes of a child, a child of the poor.
Hahahaha whoopee, I cut my hair [...]