Activity #2

Same thing as the last time.
What you see, and first thing that pops into your mind.
Comment box please!


Mine :
I've been around for so long now,
have you seen me?

Some say I'm paranormal,
So I just bend their spoon.

Smiles - Lots of them

I can't wait.
Until I finish the last of my papers.
I'll buy myself a nice big towel.
I'll wrap myself in it.
And then...





I'm gonna roll on the floor while I laugh my guts out.
:D

My thoughts you can't decode.

The kiddo

Another year has gone.
You're grown & changed.
For the better of course.

Here's to you,
the kid who's been a younger sibling of different blood for 2 and a half years and 2 days;
the kid who's hurt me and I've hurt in return;
the kid who's treated me differently from every other person on every other day in every other time;
the kid who would move mountains for me and me for her;
the kid who taught me things I never knew;
the kid who doesn't mind how horrible a person I am, academically or personality-wise;
the kid who has never given me a proper hug;
the kid who was a little sister I always wanted.


Our time really is running out. Thank you for all that you've done for me, the things that I was aware of and in the dark about. It's been one hell of a ride these past 2 and a half years and God knows how much we've been through. Continue shining as you are doing now, because you're doing some really awesome work with all you have. I apologize for my mood swings, sudden outbreaks, pointless tantrums and the random things I say. If I've hurt you before or in the future, I hope you know I didn't/don't mean to do so. You smile more often now, keep it up! It's important to flex the muscles.
Happy 16th Wen Li.

Take care of yourself now, you know how to reach me if you need me. (:

Here's a song we both know.
This is to you.

You Do - by Until June

Mouths are moving
People talking slowly
In my ears
Another year goes

You stood up gently
Turned around
To face me staring back
"I'll see you sometime soon"
If only I could see the way you do

The midnight air it blows
Between my fingertips
So cold
As I walk back inside

It's hard for me to understand
How you could die for me
When I fall short sometimes
If only I could see the way you do.

If only I could see the way
And if only I could see the way you do

Love,
Sara

Fun with the best guyfriend.

Introducing...

Oops!! sorry, wrong image.
Here's the real Jack.
=D

Jack, my guy bestie! :D
Jackson Kang Yi Ting.
Baby boy of his family.
Has a pet dog named Patty.
The Taiwan Bad Boy.
Speaks broken Mandarin.
Is very much into :
Sweden;
a band named Opeth;
a certain Green Beanstalk.
Note to Jack : See?? I made the image small so that you don't get too embarrassed.

Was talking to Jack on the phone just now till the call got disconnected all of a sudden.
Apparently his phone "died", meaning his battery went flat.
So we switched to im-ing.
Here's what he drew for me on Msn.

"cinocinocinocinocinocino!"

"My phone died la!"

He's a really good listener, and he's funny as hell.
Thanks for being my bestie, bestie.
And I'm sorry if I grab your phone or your mp3 player from you sometimes.
Don't stop being my bestie when I leave for KL and you, Singapore.


The following are 2 photos of Jack with others.

Taken at the Mad Hatter's Ball :
Jourdan, Melanie, me and Jack.

Taken at Clara and Kim's 20th Birthday Bash held at Teddy's :
Von in red, Melvin with the tooth necklace, Jack with the stuck-out lips, Jourdy in stripes, me with the hairband and Gilbert with the black button down shirt.

In the corner beside my window,
Hangs a lonely photograph.

Half life

The nephew
Little Max Ryan Gordon Tay playing with the cubes at Roost.



In the midst of battling with my worst enemy yet, SPM.
Got murdered by History and suffered some injuries from BM.
All else was bearable.
How I miss being a kid...

Turn the lights off,
Carry me home.

One evening

Autumn came.
The sidewalks were vacant, there was no sign of life anywhere around.
Even the little lilies in the garden stood silently, as if waiting for something to happen.
The entire place was in unison of one color.
I picked up the pen in front of me, and shouted my thoughts onto the paper on my desk.
Soon, the sky started losing its shine as night took over.
The moon hung its head low, with nothing but stars for company.
My faithful lamp continued to provide me with light as my silent shouts went on.
The window on my left was no longer a box of orange objects, it was blue and black.
I finished with my ramblings and turned off my lamp.
Into my bed I crept, my sanctuary, my rest place.
Until the next time morning took over.