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Monday, July 03, 2006


I Floss. You Floss. God
Bless AmericanDentistry.


I just kind of realised, that its JULY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

What happened to June???? I dont really remember June happening at all.

School SUCKED today.

I LEFT MY FILE ON THE LRT IN THE MORNING.

Dumbest thing I've ever done in my entire life. cuz all my exercise books are in it.

and lynn n rah got premila mad. poor darlings. at least Rah liked the dress and shoes we got her.

My file is still M.I.A

I really should be doing my moral project now.

To All Bildeners : (the only one i know who might read this is Lin) there will be yet

another gathering on the fourteenth at Bilden. its potluck I think.

For more info please contact darling sip chen who is organising this.

Should start planning Sa's birthday.

and i hope bee gets fixed. real soon.



"Several Ways To Die Trying"

Pacific Sun, you should have warned us, it gets so cold here.
And the night can freeze, before you set it on fire.

And our flares go unnoticed.
Dimminished, faded just as soon as they are fired.

We are, we are, intrigued. We are, we are, invisible.


Oh, how we've shouted, how we've screamed, take notice, take interest, take me with you.

But all our fears fall on deaf ears.

Tonight, they're burning the roads they built to lead us to the light.
And blinding our hearts with their shining lies,
while closing our caskets cold and tight. But I'm dying to live.

Pacific sun, you should have warned us, these heights are dizzying,
and the climb can kill you long before the fall.

And our trails go unmarked and unmapped and covered
just as soon as they are crossed.

We are, we are, intriguing. We are, we are, desirable.

Oh how we've shouted, how we've screamed,
take notice, take interest, take me with you.

But all our fears fall on deaf ears.

Tonight, they're burning the roads they built to lead us to the light.
And blinding our hearts with their shining lies,
while closing our caskets cold and tight.
But I'm dying to live.

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