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7/31/2011 12:30:00 AM
Sunday, July 31, 2011



Someone just let me hide.
Lock me up in a room and let me be.
Ignore my screams in the middle of the night.
Ignore the constant whacking of the door.
Ignore the cries of agony and pain.
Ignore everything going on behind that wooden door.
Whats left hidden behind it,
is sometimes just best left unbothered.




7/19/2011 07:06:00 PM
Tuesday, July 19, 2011

why are those looks which you once chose to stop giving, back again?

its time to pick myself up again.

midyears were bloody disappointing but its time to get up, and just aim for the future instead. and of course to work hard and stay in singapore :D and of course, next year! the year where ze clan plans to meet up to do legal stuff :P

man. staminas really low and didnt get the chance to take part in yesterdays PE lesson due to a sudden illness. but!!! gonna start all over again and get back on track. :D sooo hello running, my dear buddy!!! :D as messed up as it sounds, yeahh. joggings my bud :/

and seriously need to stop sleeping in class or getting punched by my classmates who agreed to violently wake me up whenever i doze off O.O heh heh! but yeah! slowly, everything will get back on track!

when i finally got the faith needed to believe, something told me i couldnt be too sure.




7/13/2011 10:38:00 PM
Wednesday, July 13, 2011

complicated heart.


You begin to sing.
A song as beautiful as a lullaby.
It brings comfort to my soul but yet heaviness to my heart.
Your voice which sounds so very soothing, somehow sounds so burdened.
My dear. Smile genuinely like you used to.
If you can't, believe me as I'll do my best to help you.
Let me be the one who brings that glimpse of light when you are down.
All I need?
Is simple.
It's just your trust.
One question.
So do you believe me when I say I love you?




7/13/2011 03:07:00 AM

get it right.

sudden hunger for something..

whoaa hah. need to sleeeeeeeeep.




7/10/2011 01:45:00 AM
Sunday, July 10, 2011

conflicting thoughts.


should really be sleeping right now but cant seem to. somehow theres sooo much to say, but nothing seems to be coming out in words. random post but, suddenly have this urge to post this here. a few months back, our h2 lit teacher gave us an assignment to write a love sonnet and present it to the class one by one. sooo yup!

a sonnet is basically a fourteen line poem which is restricted to a rhyme scheme and each line only having 10 syllables.

not exactly awesome and yet pretty ordinary but, hopefully it makes sense ...

Sometimes people say love is like a game.
But little do they know how wrong they are.
Strolling along these paths, making their claims,
Forming disillusioned bonds while afar.

Love comes with commitment, not contentment.
Accept harsh life itself as a blessing.
With no rewinds or pauses at a moment.
Despite all, life continues progressing

Just like how you, too, started to progress.
You used to laugh at couples walking by,
laughing about them ending in a mess,
Assuring yourself “that” love was a lie.

Now you stand here alone, hurt and fragile,
with something new in mind to reconcile.

:/

random? i know.




Disclaimer

Welcome to my blog of rants inspired through the scribbles of one's mind.

poem inspired by agatha, alex, celine
i starred at the fan on the celing,
lifting my watch to my eyes.
it was 12 am in the morning.
i looked out of the window
as i admired the clear night sky.
leaving my bed as i started to walk towards the table,
reaching out for that knife which laid there alone.
crying and crying,
as each crystal clear tear fell to the floor one by one.
feeling the fresh, cold blood rush out of my skin.
having its pain numbed by these falling tears.
and therefore. that was when the phrase,
"BLOODSHED TEARS" was formed :D

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Prologue

Name: Ruth Lee
A lost, confused soul wandering around this world with only a stick in one hand and a shield in the other.
Birthdate: 21st Feb 1994
SCGS!!!
1PR 07. 2PR 08. 3CO 09. 4CO 10
Red Cross!!!
Fellow member of the CLAN (established in 2010)
Fellow Head of the L.U (established in 2010)
Fellow cactus cadet of E.C.C(established in 2008)
[Evil Cactus Clan]

Overall?
An unusual fwen who is in love with music and is contented with the simple pleasures :)
Pretty much just a lost confused soul wandering around this world with only a stick in one hand and a shield in the other.
But but! If you meet me one day, come up to mua and whack me on the back and you'll get a poke in return :D
but if you whack me when im holding something, expect a whack filled with torns >:)

But honestly?

Hmmm. Lets just say there's more than meets the eye

*grins*

A list of hopes:
chance to go star gazing
chance to enjoy the sunset at the sea side
chance to meet (people) in the future
chance to play lunia with me lunia buddy, wenqian
for both hands to clap instead of one
lots of stuff my dear friend, lots of stuff :)
something i know one cannot achieve


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