one sees clearly only with the heart
what is essential is invisible to the eye

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Jacelyn. The slightly deranged teenager getting ready for the zombie apocalypse, also addicted to sugary/sweet stuff and junk food. MLIA.
Longer profile & list of links.

Little lambs and crooked dreams. / Inception, streetlamps and armrests. / LAUGH. / Where is the love / CHEF/ Tokio Hotel / Humane Physical Torture. / Animated anticipation. / Song for Singapore. / Trip through heaven. / Muuuuseum /
Birth of a song.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010


Life's like that yeah.
Anyway. Hafta go back to sch tmr;
And face 2 tests. Math and Bio.
Friday there's IH and Chem. Boo yeah! NOT.
SIGH. My dreams are getting freakier;
More and more realistic. Less surreal;
As dreams are supposed to be felt.
Oh well. Life's like that.


So many people are complaining about NUSH life and blahblahblah.
Not that I love my life. It's just that I stopped complaining. Those ppl get on my nerves.
I mean, they chose to come to NUSH, so they should bear with it!
They could have chosen somewhere else, but nooo, they chose NUSH (the awesome place)
And start complaining in their 1st year. Well, one word for you, CONGRATS!

Oh well. Nothing to blog actually. Except I'm hating myself more and more.
And people stopped sms-ing me D: Oh damn. I bet everyone's mugging, except me.
SIGH. I need more hours in a day man. Or just less work. Or better, no work;
Whoo I sound like I'm complaining now. I MISS INFOCOMM! We're gonna start...
On a competition entry soon! Just that I need ideas. Very restricting, the themes.

Dinner awaits my presence.
I await help. Help that never comes. Help that I no longer expect to come.





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