its afternoon now.. a mysterious tugging of my emotions
WARNING!
this will be a super long post!
had to wait for time to pass...
meeting kah ming soon!!
maybe going to get my lap top today..
alright this is for ingenius..
who need translation for a song..
here it goes..
-your reply is in a mess
at this moment in time,
i thought of the pigeon beside the fountain,
the sweetness is scattered.
i'm still loving you.
but you continued singing
pretending that nothing has happened.
time has passed and left,
love is faced with a choice.
you've become cold and i've cried
the unhappiness you felt when you left,
you just wrote them down on a card.
sometimes love can only be like this and it's really painful.
what happened, you're tired, where is the happiness that we agreed on?
i understand, don't say anymore, love has weakened, my dreams have drifted.
being happy or not, narrating them one after another, you cant bear it.
those feelings of loving were way too deep, i can still remember them.
you're not waiting anymore, wheres the happiness that we agreed on?
i was wrong, tears have dried, we've let go, we've regretted.
only that musical box of memories still continue to turn,
alright..
i totally miss school now..
but when we're in school we tend to skip school..
when we're out of school..
we would feel like going back study..
human nature i guess..
school is a place full of happiness, bitterness,sourness..
you cried, laugh, angry,gossip in school..
rebel or quarrel to unreasonable teacher..
we can see all sorts of student..
teacher's pet, two headed, back stabber, emo, super friendly
and NORMAL.. haas..
For me..
everyday I'll pray hard for my girls to come to school..
if not! I'll have to explain their absence to our teacher..
partly as a monitress and partly as their friends..
and this sentence always comes..
Mrs Krishna:"Shirley why are the girls not here?"
Mr Anba:"Shirley where is the girls?
Mrs Ganesan:"SHIRLEY! where are your best friends??"
top 3 teacher that would always ask me..
and if i say i donno..
they will give the same answer
3 of them:"HOW CAN YOU DONNO?!"
pics will help me explain everything..
me who loves to cam whore in class!!
FYI i do wear specs occasionally..
ART CLASS...
which sometime we would dragged ourselves..
only when.. a relief teacher comes in we would jump with joy..
because Mrs MANNING's NOT IN SCHOOL..
still remember everyone would take a look out for her car..
to see if she got come to school..
sometimes when they come to school i'm happy..
BUT! they were sleeping..
and yah you're right i answer for them..
ME:"they are not feeling well"
our class population..
my best old friend:)
checking our prelim papers..
my 'N' lvl art piece..
a Lamborghini turned into a BMW. haas.. 
cheer leaders..
last year's..
i find this pics unique:)
he's playing poke card..
what a good role modal..
me, yuan leong, galv, dickson, zhongping, gail, jek keong..
we know someone is taking pics of us..
alright done with school pics..
next post will be...
my friends...
i shall end with a song..
i'm addicted to now.. but imeem don't have..
so i translated it..
The rain had drenched the sky, destroying it in an exquisite way.
you said you didn't understand, why we should hold hands at this time.
i dried out my silence, regret comes as an impulse.
even if this is a mistake, it's better than missing a chance.
to be together is called a dream, to separate is called pain.
is it so, that unfinished dreams are the most painful.
the consequence of getting lost, i can take it.
this last exit, only exists after love
can i have a song's worth of time,
tightly turn that hug into eternity,
in my arms you won't have trouble sleeping,
oh, if you want to forget i can lose my memory too
can i have a song's worth of time,
to hear the story till the end before saying goodbye,
the tears you gave me, leave them on a rainy day.
oh, crossing the line you drew, i set the boundary of courage
you said i shouldn't have,
shouldn't have said i love you at this time,
how should i prove that i don't have the strength to lie,
please tell me whether stopping is counted as giving up,
i only have the memories of a day
can i have a song's worth of time,
tightly turn that hug into eternity,
in my arms you won't have trouble sleeping,
oh, if you want to forget i can lose my memory too
can i have a song's worth of time,
to hear the story till the end before saying goodbye,
the tears you gave me, leave them on a rainy day.
oh, crossing the line you drew, i set the boundary of courage
Friday, December 26, 2008
Posted by Shirleylingaling at 12:30 PM
