#vanessa;
the average goddess,

the compulsive shopaholic,

the absentminded ditz,

and just a little insane.

240788-->leo;
ex-IJTP.4/nine2004;
cjc.1T05;
swimmer; drama mama; councillor;
laugh_out_loud247[at]hotmail[dot]com;

# resolutions;
1. participate more actively in CYF/Mustard Seed.
2. participate more in CCAs.
3. be a better older sister.
4. be a better daughter for once.
5. get good grades and maintain them.
6. listen, not talk. (this applies to class too!)
7. have a journal/diary.
8. be a friend to everyone.
9. remember important dates.
10. stay happy, even when the tears fall. :)

# linkage;
pinkstilettos;
temporary insanity;
guestbook;
poetry;


angels`
-friends

4/nine.
chij.
alyssa.
angie.
benjamin.
bernie.
bert.
brendan.
carol.
carol n.
charles.
cheryl.
chris.
corinne.
dalun.
darren.
elsa.
erika.
gen.
joachim.
jolene.
judette.
kimberly.
lester.
nat.
qibing.
roxy.
sam.
sean.
seb.
sheryl.
stephi.

-snaps
[Carolling]
[Dinner&Dance]
[CJC]
[Chinese New Year]
[Poetry]
[Misc]
[Sentosa]
[Thanksgiving Mass]
[The Rockafellaskank]
[CYF Camp]
[T8 Orientation]
[31st March]
[Elects Camp]
[Discover! Camp]

-thanks
blogger;cursor;angelfire; photobucket;music;

-memories
July 2003; August 2003; September 2003; October 2003; November 2003; December 2003; January 2004; February 2004; March 2004; April 2004; May 2004; June 2004; July 2004; August 2004; October 2004; November 2004; December 2004; January 2005; February 2005; March 2005; May 2005; June 2005;

layoutandimages[by]q|en

Sunday, January 30, 2005
Midnight workings weather down the story line.
I try to find the truth between all the lies,
And bleeding is feeling and feeling ain't real.
Will I see when I open my eyes?
(Will I see when I open my eyes?)
When breathing's a burden we all have to bear.
And trust is one thing we're taught never to share.
Somehow you just seem to shine,
When loving means breaking and saying goodbye.
And I can't help but wonder what it is you do.
You help heal the pain and the thoughts of the truth.
You're a question to the universe,
A wonder to the world and,
Somehow when I'm with you
I never get burned.
Caught in a trap of what we're taught to believe,
When night overcomes day, life's so hard to perceive.
And the clock keeps on tickin' through night's shattered skies
Where the stars are all broken and so are the ties.
But the one thing remaining is you.
When I'm broken and bleeding you pull me right through.
And I can't help but wonder what it is you do.
You help heal the pain and the thoughts of the truth.
You're a question to the universe,
A wonder to the world and,
Somehow when I'm with you
I never get burned...


she smiled
at 9:58 AM


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