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Sunday, March 13, 2011
It is hard to keep society's pressure out of the definition of love. @ 1:22 AM
Hi. Super exhausted but I'm blogging cause my stats have gone up so I'll blog to let those stalkers read :) And my PC has a big problem, sent to repair shop, so I won't be blogging regularly ):
Also, went for debate nationals on friday, we won! *dances* Surprising Serina Nauser didn't do well that day, she was so nervous. Zahira owes us all dinner >:D

Today's blog entry will be about old Retrospect pictures alright >:) All the photos from 10 years ago at least. I found old retrospects in choir room and flipped through, laugh crazy.
Mr ow's gl expression.
MR HOO LOOK LIKE YOUNG CHINA BOY!
Mr Leong look like one of the students. I laughed like crazy.
AND MR HALIM WAS HANDSOME IN THE PAST SIA.
Mrs Tan was chio :O
Fail china face. I'm so mean.
MR NG HAIR, EPIC EPIC EPIC.
I thought this was Mr Tan, but Gillian said no :<
Cheekopek face.
Hair fail.
Thick lips.
Proven. Ms Jumiah does not naturally grow white hair in the centre. She was normal O.o
EPIC STUDENT. THE HAIR IS LIKE, FAIL.
"NO, TOO EXPENSIVE! WE NEED MONEY TO BUY NEW CLEANERS' UNIFORM"Mr Neo, Mr Lim and Lim beh look same 10 years later.
Mdm Nisa look like corpse ._.
Mrs Sum :O
We had angmoh teacher :O
LOL. Mr tan agn.
She looks like a student who forgot to wear uniform. Clother passed down from mother in 1960s.
Mr Ow last time fat sia. Opps.

And I ripped this from Sijing's blog.

Her hair was up in a ponytail
Her favorite dress tied with a bow
Today was Daddy's Day at school
And she couldn't wait to go.
But her mommy tried to tell her,
That she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand,
If she went to school alone.

But she was not afraid;

She knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates
Of why he wasn't there today.
But still her mother worried,
For her to face this day alone.
And that was why once again,
She tried to keep her daughter home.
But the little girl went to school,
Eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never sees,
A dad who never calls.

There were daddies along the wall in back,

For everyone to meet
Children squirming impatently,
Anxious in their seats.
One by one the teacher called,
Each student from the class.
To introduce their daddy,
As seconds slowly passed.
At last the teacher called her name,
Every child turned to stare.
Each of them was searching,
For a man who wasn't there.

"Where's her daddy at?"

She heard a boy call out.
"She probably doesn't have one"
Another student dared to shout.
And from somewhere near the back,
She heard a daddy say,
"Looks like another deadbeat dad,
Too busy to waste his day."

The words did not offend her,

As she smiled up at her mom.
And looked back at her teacher,
Who told her to go on.

And with hands behind her back,

Slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child,
Came words incredibly unique.

"My daddy couldn't be here,

Because he lives so far away.
But I know he wishes he could be,
Since this is such a special day.
And though you cannot meet him,
I wanted you to know.
All about my daddy,
And how much he loves me so.

He loved to tell me stories

He taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with pink roses,
And taught me to fly a kite.
We used to share fudge sundaes,
and ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him,
I'm not standing here alone.
Cause my daddy's always with me
Even though we are apart.

I know because he told me,

He'll forever be in my heart."
With that, her little hand reached up,
and lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heartbeat,
Beneath her favorite dress.

And from somewhere in the crowd of dads,

Her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter,
Who was wise beyond her years.
For she stood up for the love
Of a man not in her life.
Doing what was best for her,
Doing what was right.

And when she dropped her hand back down,

Staring straight into the crowd.
She finished with a voice so soft,
But its message clear and loud.

"I love my daddy very much,

He's my shining star.
And if he could he'd be here,
But heaven's just too far.

You see he was a fireman

And died just this past year.
When airplanes hit the towers
And taught Americans to fear.

But sometimes when I close my eyes,

It's like he never went away."
And then she closes her eyes,
And saw him there that day.
And to her mother's amazement,
She witnessed with surprise.
A room full of daddies and children,
All starting to close their eyes.

Who knows what they say before them,

Who knows what they felt inside.
Perhaps for merely a second,
They saw him at her side.

"I know you're with me Daddy."

To the silence she called out.

And what happened next made believers,

Of those once filled with doubt.
Not one in that room could explain it,
For each of their eyes had been closed.
But there on the desk beside her,
Was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.

And a child was blessed, if only for a moment,

By the love of her shining bright star.
And given the gift of believing,
That heaven is never too far


And, I must hurry coomplete the remaining! -.-
Day 25 - the person you know that is going through the worst of times.
Actually, I doubt there's someone going through worst times.Maybe just a few breakdowns. HudaR. Sijing. Yimin. Hamburger. Nizam. Many more. If any of you are reading this, I care for you alright<3

Day 26 - the last person you made a pinky promise to.
Day 27 - the friendliest person you knew for only one day.
Day 28 - someone that changed your life.
Day 29 - the person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to.
Day 30 - your reflection in the mirror.

KBAI.





memories
in cold decay.