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Monday, October 09, 2006

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This is an exaggerated version, but it makes it more obvious. Mhmm.

Girl meets guy.
Guy meets girl.

He thinks it’s love at first sight.
she just has this feeling when she’s around him.

After a few meetings, a few hundred smses and many phonecalls.
POOOF.
They’re an item

Two weeks of meeting everyday.
One month of increased phone bills.
Then after one month and a week.

He thinks. YAWN. She’s getting boring. Hey, that new girl I added on friendster looks pretty fine. Hmmm. I suddenly don’t like my gf anymore. I’ll brak up with her tmr la.

POOF. They break up.

The result, one broken heart and one guilty guy- if he’s even feeling guilty.

So why’d they even get together! Oh yeah, he liked her-at that point of time.

I guess when teens get together. It’s cos they just have that feeling for each other. Mmhmm.
They never really know the meaning of love.


love does NOT equal to like.

And for those who’re are attached and acknowledge the fact that they don’t LOVE the other party-hey, it means you realize that by getting attached in the first place, you alrdy understand that it’s only a matter of time either of you find someone new, and decide to break up. Either that or you understand that there’ll be a day when you realize you don’t like him like him. (a.k.a. get bored of him)
With that being the case, TECHNICALLY, you cant really blame the party.

But then again. If you still like the other party, and you’ve no one else to credit your sadness to, it’s natural to pin the guy -in the case of a girl being sad.


Come on.
If some guy dumped me cos he got bored of me, I’d feel sad, think he’s an idiot, and blame him for everything.

What else is there to do.
I’m human.
When I like someone.

Get close to the person, it’s only right to feel sad when the person has to leave.
And it hurts more, when to person CHOOSES to.

Life is full of choices.
No one can help you decide which choice is best for you.

Or determine the consq. of each choice.
Only you know.
It’s YOU.
YOU know your capabilities.
YOU know how you’ll react.
YOU should be smart enough to realize how your words and actions affect another.


Nothing we ever do doesn’t affect others.

with that in mind.
people still get attached.

every sally and every peter think they'll last forever.
no one gets into a relationship thinking 'hmm, i'll break up after five months la'
break ups just happen.
it hurts a lot.
A LOT.

i cannot stress how much it hurts.
and well, i'm gonna make this personal. on one incident.

i feel like i'm too weak.
too weak.
not strong enough to get over him.
not strong enough to get back up after tripping.
not strong enough to forget about him

i'm once thought--
'i liked him so much. why'd he have to do that. didnt he mean what he said when he told me he loved me. does he realise he's hurting me. doesnt he care. he said he cared. HE SAID HE CARED. he said he cared.' didnt he mean what he said? the list of qns go on.

well, i'll tell you now.
to spare others from hurt.
dont say what you dont mean.
dont lead a guy on.
dont lead a girl on.
it hurts terribly.

and hey, its terribly ironic that i'm saying this but.

you're never too weak.
you're never not capable of getting back up.
remember why you cared about him in the first place.
because you saw smth special in him.
and it's still there.
he's just buried it away.
and i'm not saying you should force it to resurface.

we cant make people change.

and i absolutely HATE it when ppl tell me to change.
do you want to know how much i hate it.
if anyone ever comes up and tells me to change.
i will get SO mad.

ppl change cos they want to.
not cos you make them.


people always say things they regret.

we can take back what we said.
but what we said would've alrdy made an impact on someones life.
and it's too late to take back.

girl and guys all around end up getting hurt. and it just hurts seeing them get hurt.
why'd he have to do that.
why'd she have to do that.
why cant things go the way I want them to.

no one governs our choices.
thats why it's a CHOICE.

when someone breaks up.
it's cos someone made a choice to.

and sometimes, we think it's totally unfair.
it probably is unfair.
but someone made a choice.
and we've no choice but to respect that.

in which case, it's best to forget.
no one likes to remember a rainy day.
i'd much rather recall a rainbow.

relationships, as much as they seemed two sided, are rather one sided come to think of it.
one party always intitiates smth. and they other agrees or disagrees. thats it.

Furthermore, you never really waste your chances, or screw them.
you just overlooked a factor when you thought about the future consquences.

and hey, as time passes, you'll find yourself smiling.
and as much as you tell yourself to forget.
as much as your friends help you forget.
you never can.

and there's nothing wrong AT ALL with that
you were happy with him.
you were happy once.
and thinking about smth happy, is happy itself.
forget the break up.
rmb the happy times.
tsk, as much as i just typed that, it's easier TYPED than DONE.

From Alfred Lord Tennyson's poem 'In Memoriam:27', 1850:

I hold it true, whate'er befall;
I feel it, when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.


well, it's not really love. though you think it is. mmhmm. but yeah.

HAHA, with that (all the above) it sounds like i just broke up la. but haha, if you're wondering, I DIDNT! mmhmm. i'm just blogging, and thinking bout stuff. yes.

with that. i'm gonna talk about what happens when guys like girls and the girls DON'T like them back.

it hurts. i imagine it to, i mean only a sadist'd enjoy seeing other ppl sad.
and i'm not a sadist.

i always want the ppl i like to like me back.
but hey, it took me so long to realise that the guys i've rejected are the thinking the exact same thing. the EXACT same thing.

and thats the worst part.

the worst part.

it's beyond awful rejecting a guy.

hey guys,
we know it hurts being rejected, but it hurts when we have to reject you.
it hurts being the source of someone's sorrow.
it hurts more when you know you could have avoided that by saying you liked the person to.

but you never say what you dont mean.

cliched, but yeah.
what doesnt kill you, makes you stronger.

at the end of the day, no matter how rough things get.
no matter how much you wished ppl'd stop judging you.
stop calling you a bitch.
stop dissing you.
stop gossiping bout you.
stop eew-ing at the sight of you
you cant change that.
what more the attitudes of people.

you cant just erase what you dislike in life.
you cant just correction tape away your sorrows.

but hey, pick up the seven coloured pencils of friendship and draw a rainbow over all those mistakes, all those muddy grey areas.
and once you're done, you wont be able to see whats under.
cos all you'll notice it that lovely rainbow you've drawn.
that LOVELY rainbow called friendship.

you now realize that those angels you saw
weren't really too faraway
in fact, if you can recall how they looked like
you'll know what i mean.

they looked a lot like your buddies in school, your pals at church, your old classmates, your newfound friends and all.
while you're lost in your train of thoughts
all of them in that mental image of yours seem to smile for a split second and then the picture stays the same for eternity.



sprinkled in glitter.
6:11 PM