Linn's birthday's is COMING! haha. and fundraising for choir is in a day's time. Sing Idol is on now. I hope Rahimah gets OUT. or Emilee. haha. Joakim WAS flat. yup. the idol imitations thing was funny la! paul and his gold finger. HAHA. OH. and i've got a new poem! its titled silver locket. and it came to me when i woke from my inpromtu nap this afternoon. i just fell asleep on the floor in my room. YEA. and when i woke up, it was like seven? and i just felt like writing. MMHHMM. YUP.

my poems apply to other people too, thats the best part about it. HAHA. amanda's back! haha, she bought me like ah lianic black beads. TSK.

and recess! OMG!

SHIRIN! MAG! SU! JANNAH! oh. and ME!

we were having a debate on the Relation btwn small boobs and being small sized. and whether wearing a sports bra all the time hinders growth, and whether wearing a cup bra for PE HELPS with development! TSK. mag and jannah went for the stand that wearing a cup bra helps with development, shirin and i were like ERM. if you're small sized- it means SMALL la! haha, and she was like LOOK AROUND LA! haha.
we were laughing like crazy at all the retarded comments and defences. just cos you wear tight bra does mean it'll stop growing right! HAHA.
you wear tight shirt means you wont grow fat ah! I WISH MAN.
LOL. that was my point. HAHA. oh man. so funny. miss shanti started it la! and mag and jannah have taken to calling the wearing of a sports bra- -BINDING. TSK TSK.

Mmhmmm. We watched RADIO during English. Haha, i cried duh. It was sad okay.

And after school. SHUCKS.

Hmm. My brother has fever! So many people getting sick! Must drink MORE WATER please. For your own good. Haha.

There’s a perfect world, shining in your eyes. And if only YOU could see it too, the happiness i see in you.

MMHMM. I cant believe GAYLE IS OUT! OMGoodness la! She can sing! Compared to like rahima! SHEESH! So sad la. Get out right now, it’s the end of you and me, its too late, i cant wait for you to be gone. Cos i know…..

sigh. I've got a new poem btw. It's titled Silver Locket. you know like the locket Davy Jones had. YEA. just like that.

So here's silver locket.

The lips of a smile, unparted.
A stream of liquid silver to her chin.
And she feels that tingling sensation.
Like the one she feels when her hand is in yours.

the night time dream of freams un-dreamt.
the sorrow on her brow is yet to go.
She hears the worry calling her to rest,
And yet the silver illusions blind her from the truth

Who would immure her tender silver locket?
The melody within, a silent tune.
It captured the very halycon
and it released an imbroglio from its depths.

the wrinkled past, a time left not forgotten.
When the locket was more than but a memory.
You see him in her tears like silver dust.
Each time she weeps, the silver locket sings.