euphoria.

i thought today was. well. i'm rendered speechless.
let me tell you, i've never felt such a beautiful feeling in a very long time.
as some of you may agree, this wasn't one of our best weeks, but we managed to pull through (barely.) the pride in me is slowly swelling into abnormality.
i like it.

so much fun.
a word i wouldn't have used that word to desribe ANYTHING the last few days. it's awesome isn't it? how things turn out so amazing at the end.
i like how we won. even if we never were in the race.
sweat.blood.and tears. nothing but migrains and japanese plasters.
with the pain comes the glory. i'll tell you that much.

ahhh. we did it, didn't we? we made freaking history. our very own history. i'm so proud. do you know, you make me proud?
ily saxes. ily everyone who helped us kick @*! today. thanks for being there for me. you would know if you were.

i'll tell you what this is.
the best thing thats happened to me. period.

the epiphany.

when life closes its doors on you.

i say

pick the lock and let yourself in.

good day. bad day.

today was.
blah.
but anyways.

someone very close to me is suffering deep heartache today. you probably won't read this. ever. but i still want you to know that i love you and will always be here for you. i want you to know that we all have to go through this. her will power and strength was. amazing. everything she went through. the pain and suffering was just to hold on one more day, for you. i'm sorry we never had the chance to say goodbye. and i'm sorry you didn't either. but God has a reason for everything he does. i want to say so much more but don't have the words for it. only, let her go and know that shes in a better place.

always,
me to you.

good day. bad day.

easter.

yes yes. today is a good day.
happy easter :)

we were pretty sure we got the dates wrong. even after 40-meatless days. it just didn't feel like easter. easter! easter! easter! see? no fireworks. no nothing. but. then again. we were all together. it felt. like home again. home. i like that.

while we were at grandma's.

we had too much time. and the need to do something in black and white kept wacking me at the side of the head, it became impossible to ignore. so, here's to inspiration.

that was a joke.

we were actually going for something along the lines of a Levi's advert. but that didn't work out cause then i'd have to be out of the picture to take it. and nobody do it like i do it, so. no.

perspective is pretty sweet here cause i was sitting on TOP of the monkey bars.

oh mann. i love my cammy. and everyone loves the idea of saving up to buy a DSLR for me. to take pictures of them. geez.

but it's the thought that counts, right? ok. so after the whole thing at grandma's, the four of us Starbucks-ed. the baristas were really high.

waaay up there. pheew.

well. thats that.

i really miss us.

frozen in time.

anthropophobia.

continuous hours of practice and persistent spurts of problems are starting to make me feel claustrophobic around people. thus, becoming anthropophobic. funny, that. two phobias in one.

like a milo packet.

i think i'm missing my hyper, wiggly-ear days. all this constant movement and activity is making me socially-cranky like a 93-year old woman. seriously, people. where did all the fun go?

nowhere.

negativenegativenegative. the sick. sorry. sad. remains of my life are now drilled, and patted down with homework and the occasional crotchet rest for a breath of air.
i need a breve. a sostenuto breve.

allow me to get back to my "sick. sorry. sad." routine of marching. add math. marching. mod math now.

but you know? i like to go to sleep thinking of pretty things, so. look at pretty things.

ahh, time.

timetimetime. "something measured in minutes, hours, years etc using clocks".

gee. what poetry.

so time waits for no man right?

what if you're a WOman?

musings from yesterday.

well. i'm back.
to finish from where i'd left off.

i thought that was really cute.

pardon her. it was the last day. the sun had burnt everyone's brains out.

time: 6.30a.m (because i was so nice)

it may seem like we were sleeping all the time. but i assure you. there was waaay more going on then that. i would type out the whole JADUAL AKTIVITI but it isn't accurate.

Like for instance, it says SARAPAN PAGI at 8.00a.m. Though in actual fact, we woke up at 5.45a.m and ran 3 rounds around around the field at 7a.m. The said JADUAL AKTIVITI, cunningly deceives the reader by stating REHAT DAN TIDUR at 1OPM. Absolute crap. we got into bed at 12am. after formation practice from 8.30pm-11.30pm. and i have to admit, MANDI time was my favourite. by day 2, everyone was rushing to the bathrooms (yep, RUSHING. to our SCHOOL bathrooms. and then you thought, somethings just aren't possible) to get a shower before the sucker behind you has to bathe in the other cubicle. with no shower head. no scoop.

yah. i was that sucker.

so yeah. it was me. and the pail of water. scooping it up with my hands. thinking the whole time about poor children in Africa. well. i didn't feel like a total noob cause i wasn't the only one. :)

but you know, i learnt a great lesson that day.

bring extra shampoo cause you never know when your's will fall into the toilet bowl.

ooh. fun. fun. fun.

so go now. and thank God you're you and that you spent your march hols, all jittery, praying you got your bio homework right instead.