The most beautiful discovery true friends make is that they can grow separately without growing apart.
It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them.
Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness blow the rest away.
If you're alone, I'll be your shadow. If you want to cry, I'll be your shoulder. If you want a hug, I'll be your pillow. If you need to be happy, I'll be your smile. But anytime you need a friend, I'll just be me
The best kind of friend is the one you could sit on a porch with, never saying a word, and walk away feeling like that was the best conversation you've had.
A friend is one of the nicest things you can have, and one of the best things you can be.
"No Love"
Staring out into the world across the street
You hate the way your life turned out to be
He's pulling up in the driveway and you don't make a sound
Cause you always learn to hold the things you want to say
Your always going to be afraid
[Chorus:]
There's only hate
There's only tears
There's only pain
There is no love here
Oh so what will you do?
There's only lies
There's only fears
There's only pain
There is no love here
Broken down like a mirror smashed to pieces
You learned the hard way to shut your mouth and smile
If these walls could talk they would have so much to say
Cause everytime you fight the scars are gonna heal but there never gonna go away
[Chorus:]
Your falling, your screaming
Your stuck in the same old nightmare
He's lying, your crying
There's nothing left to salvage
Kick the door cause this is over
Get me out of here(Kick the door)
[Chorus:].
Please just notice the outfit im wearing. Haha =p. Lol =p. ==". Er.. ANYWAY. Played basketball awhile, went to have supper, and went home.
Now let me reveal alittle "bathroom" secret of mine. But first, let me wonder. Looking at band and choir like that, makes me wonder. What if I had joined either when i was sec1? Sec1, i was artistically inclined, neither i am now, but at least now i show interest in it. Band, lol, me playing a horn or flute or something =p. I'd be so into Jazz, playing a solo piece and such =p. Now, for that bathroom secret : I like to sing =p. I sing when im walking home alone. I sing in the lift where no one hears me. I sing when no ones at home. I sing in the bathroom. Haha. "Bathroom" secret. What if i had joined choir =p? I know, i dont have a good voice or anything, but lol, its just me wondering =p. It'd be fun =p.
Saturday.
Went to sentosa with my p6 class =p. only 10 went though. Sentosa, in words, isnt that fun with no sun =p. True, with the sun there'd be blistering heat, but I was expecting perfect weather =p. The sun is shining, good enough to tan, and yet, not that hot. Well, the sun was covered with clouds, the weather's slightly humid, so i aint complaining.They played captains ball, i didnt. I sat there playing with a friend's camera snapping pics of them here and there. Shall have pics soon i guess. But none of them are of me, since i took the pictures=p. I'm not that photogenic anyway.
And here's another afterthought, what if i had joined the photography club? I like taking photos lol =p. I like making people look better, i like to show people in their natural air. I took alot of singel, "shuai" shots of them lol =p.
So anyway, I snapped pics of them from 3 to 6. went through 2 batteries lol. After that went 108. I seriously need to work on my consistency. Shit, if I dont warm up, I'm useless ==". And, i need to work on my hooks, and driving, and dribbling ==". My shooting and creating space is getting there, but disregarding the inside game, i need to really focus on how i can get past my opponent better. Work on my speed, focus, dribbling, and tomfoolery. haha =P.
AND NOW.
It is time to write about how i feel. Well, something happened today that made me wanna show everyone song lyrics. Just the girl by CLick five. Haha =p. Sorry. Scroll down if you want, there's more.
She's cold and she's cruel
But she knows what she's doin'
She pushed me in the pool
At our last school reunion
She laughs at my dreams
But I dream about her laughter
Strange as it seems
She's the one I'm after
[Chorus] Cause she's bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can't help myself
I don't want anyone else
She's a mystery
She's too much for me
But I keep comin' back for more
She's just the girl I'm lookin' for
She can't keep a secret
For more than an hour
She runs on 100
proof attitude power
And the more she ignores me
The more I adore her
What can I do?
I'd do anything for her
[Chorus]
The way she sees it's me
On her caller ID
She won't pick up the phone
She'd rather be alone
But I can't give up just yet
Cause every word she's ever said
Is still ringin' in my head, Still ringin' in my head
She's cold and she's cruel
But she knows what she's doin'
Knows just what to say
So my whole day is ruined
Know how i highlight the part in song lyrics to show how i feel about that song? WEll I'ma try something new. I'm gonna construct that song, into conversation. A one way one.
"Hey, do you know about her? She's cold and cruel, but she knows just what she's doing. She always laughs at my dreams, and yet, I dream about her laughter. It seems so strange, that she's the one I'm after! Oh man, she's bitter, and she's sweet, so she knocks me off my feet. I can't help it, but I just don't want anyone else. She's a mystery, how she teases me is just too much for me, and yet I keep "coming back for more". Even so, she's just the girl I'm looking for (?). She ignores me sometimes, and yet, the more she does it the more I adore her. What can I do man, I'd do anything for her. But, *sigh*. The way she sees me on her callerID, she wont pick up the phone, she'd so much rather be alone. Still, I can't give up jsut yet, because every single word that she's ever said still rings in my head. Since she's cold and she's cruel, she always knows just what to say, so my whole day is ruined. Is she just the girl I've been looking for?"
Wow. Ever wonder how songs came up? Maybe it's a process similar to this, having these kind of thoughts, then converting them to the next one hit wonder song. Maybe. In that case, I should look through my blog archives and create a song! Haha. Ending off now. Thanks for reading!