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Sand, Dust

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layout designer and image: eloquent
date: Sunday, November 30, 2008
title: fark
time: 11:49 PM

dear diary, this is your cue, come, come save me,
dont you always? swallow my rants? of bad days?

|why do people try so hard?
why do I try you hard?

i dont understand me, it aint no cup of tea,
believe me.

why does it matter so much, when some one is annoyed?
whether im the cause? if untold, leaves me destroyed.
so forgive me, please, it aint easy being me,
morals, courtesy, and always finding the key.



date: Thursday, November 27, 2008
title:
time: 9:18 PM

sorry,
just get well soon alright?



date:
title:
time: 7:10 PM

Hello good morning how'd you do,
this sun would never shine as bright as you,

hey guys. im lazy to blog.
im sorry. so as an apology,
you can attempt to prank call me!

oh i read this out of a chain message, i think its fucking cute.

> Holding Hands-
> Girls : If you want to hold his hand, gently bump into it a couple of times.
> Guys : Grab it if it happens more than once.

Yes, thats how bored i am.



date: Thursday, November 13, 2008
title: its 4am.
time: 4:38 AM

Its 4am right now, never seemed to bother me, the time,
neither frets nor frowns.
I read your post, you said, "God ran out of bottles for your tears,"
well heres what i'll say, God and I will help you with your fears.
just one favor, oh, just one,
promise me you'll notice the sun.
the sun, so bright, high in the sky,
but often covered by clouds, passing by,
but look closer, it still is there,
just like all your current affairs.
so what im trying to put to you here is,
in whatever you feel, always look closer,
cause your happiness it right there, behind the clouds,
so if it helps,
indeed you should, scream loud, out loud.

dont fret, please dont fret, it pains all to see that you're upset ):



date: Tuesday, November 11, 2008
title: edit/
time: 5:02 AM

haha, oh oh, btwww.
Nicole, i dont care about the message rachael seems to get,
so this one is for you:D,
NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE NICOLE


NICOLE:D
take that, rachael wong(:



date:
title: October road
time: 4:53 AM

confused? misled?
Did your ride just take a fender bend?
your ride, -or love, shall we call it, has taken an edgy turn
but fret not dear soldier, for the line today you learn.

"have you ever seen the colour of her eyes when shes not looking?" -october road.



date: Sunday, November 9, 2008
title: Hope?
time: 2:48 AM


Hope, strung high, oh-so high up there among the stars.
but never was my heart meant to go that far.
love you say? a masquerade, but feels like no other,
an act, a play, nothing like that i must say, no "call me when your sobers"
but for me right now, as the clock strikes twelve, and even if dear cinderellas running out,
I have to sit by the stairs and think, what troubles that glass shoe could bring?
Hope, now buried below, what you reap is what you sow.


Hey Christian's-blog-readers, and nicole:D,
this is me, blogging, and well, today lits on moving on, cause thats all i've been thinking about semi consciously since who knows when. so yeah, im glad im happy now.
hmm, the Jade's palz/Gordon and Co, or whatever, next sleepover thingy,
tell me, my house is always and option(:


seriously guys that part of my life is done. wait a minute, the new chapter has already begun.



date: Saturday, November 8, 2008
title: And i was, bored.
time: 12:14 AM

ill blog tomorrow im tired, and bored. and HELLO NICOLE TOH

The stupid long survey used to be here.
but i got just two questions.

Who are you?
Inside?



date: Tuesday, November 4, 2008
title: pulling us down
time: 9:52 PM

hey, world.
kaiser chief, bloc party, new albums.

early? was it not, zero-eight-hundred marked the clock.
i rose only to see, that she had already beaten me.
conversation, alligation, all worthed the time.
but our bedtimes, seperated, by that prominent fine line.
im sorry for your sleep has been deprived,
but we must do this again, soon, another time.

"mega quick meals to fit the mega tight schedules! "



date: Monday, November 3, 2008
title:
time: 5:15 PM

2nd post of the day!!!!
to the heartache

you gave him your heart,
entrusted it in his hands,
but fragile is it not?
now crushed beyond amend.

but hey thats love,
no matter how silver the platter its served on,
if ain't true will be done and gone,

so just take these words from a stranger,
cause the stranger knows you best,
these words i kindly request you digest,

reserve, or deserve,
for that i make clear,
reserve your heart, or your outcome will be sure,

lets treat this fragile emotion with much care,
next time you say, "stop, wait, is that love in the air?"
think about the experience than move on with your plot
cause as youve felt, a blunder can cause alot.



date:
title: fall hard hard, smile big big
time: 2:40 PM

hi guys.
Confucius say, fall hard hard, smile big big.
okay fine, the old guy didn't say that, but yknow it makes sense(:

true believers who all may understand,
the meaning of this strange romance,
its bitter, its sweet,
and you always end up swept off your feet.

love is the guitar; strums, untuned chord
but pain is men, love is god
attraction; distraction, drives us insane,
come, walk with me, down my memory lane,

for me the past, now sand and dust,
love both misunderstood and misused,
has thought me nothing but to grow up,
and life's not love about.

but true believers listen now,
love feels great, like one full sound,
dont go chase love, its not on sale,
love will find you, like the moon to the nightingale.

boo



date:
title: suck it up, panzy
time: 1:13 AM



suck it up, panzy.
hey, peoples. you know, if you guys are active on facebook, youll realise,
"Christian needs a good friend"
haha, oooooohhhh christian soo emoooo):
no.
im not, i guess, haha.
its just that i realise i dont have really good friends,
like 'tight' pals and shit like that.
i really hope whatever shallow friendships i have now can actually work out.
haha, is it me? like, because of me, that some of my friendships never take off?
gahh, pains to think about it.

so the narrow path has led to this,
whats this? no bliss?
ive burnt them bridges, lit them bright,
but my emotions still shed no light.

I guess poetry is my only way,
cause inevitably, allows me to say,
those words deep, buried within,
which even telling, feels like sin.

~

mannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn, yknow, sometimes, i think i talk way to damn much.
to the extent where i think i piss people off
and i think that they are angry with me
but than again i think their not
you know, i think i think too much.

cheerios;christiansng

christian needs to achieve "hot" hahahahhaahaha



date: Sunday, November 2, 2008
title: oppose your supposes.
time: 12:40 AM

Omg nicole so emo, but yknow that was some fine poetry.

let me oppose your suppose cause although it may be untrue,
the world works mysteriously, well, i guess, pursue,

opposing the fact that life may not always be the same
cause if you keep that smile on, its quite lovely i must say.

opposing all that is sad cause it is not worthwhile
opposing all this trauma, making our life so dull

so i oppose your supposes cause whatever it may take,
the world needs you happy, do it for the people's sake.



date: Saturday, November 1, 2008
title: five score and seven years ago.
time: 12:43 AM




These few days have been way wild man, swear.
haha lots of grace's house crashing and partying.
haha, went for kenyewest, pretty awesome shit, haha, yeah plenty of niggahs in da house.
hmm, lets see, its like this week flew by soooooooooooo fast, haha, crazy, really.
the party was like today, so good,
haha, after much planning and preparation ( not really )
so it was like, (okay my mum just reminded me i should blog with better english)
__________________________

the party was amazing, and err, hip? and far-out? woots. (Y)
haha, so like me and rachael were extremely early, too early infact.
soooo, like we were suppose to reach at 2.30, but i got the ice cream really fast,
so it was like 1+? and we were already there.
so we followed grace to develop the holga pics, haha, terrible shots cause of shutter speed mann.
ohwell right? haha. pictures at FACEBOOK, so go ahead, haha the
'view photos of christian' yeah, haha.
so lots of stupid things, pool, trampoline bullshit, swimming, marco polo and like shark, and xbox, guitar hero and stuff, follow by the 'spin the ariels ipod' peck-on-the-cheek-game lol. hilarious.
sooooooo, if the pictures aint up yet, GRACE WEES FACEBOOK.
 great to be back on facebook again feels great.
anyhow, party was fun!
so like everyone went home, and my parents were 'fashionably late'
lol, i dont even think you can consider it fashionably late, she didnt even come!
haha stoning at my auntie's. so like nicole& i, cab to newton and mrt. woohoo
and i left my skinnies in the cab, boohoo.
and here i am.

alright, time to actually blog, like blogblog, kinda blog.
Doesn't make sense, ahwell.
alright, today was like the "what men should do" struck me
like y'know principles, and basic manners,
and i feel like super bad if i dont comply,
like even the mini things, like pulling chairs and opening doors, or purposely taking the longer
ways just to make sure,
haha, i suppose its a good thing la,
but how awesome would it be, if instead of materials (HEY IM NOT SAYING GUYS SHOULDNT GIVE MATERIALISTIC STUFFS), guys just give the girls basic courtesy, it would be delightful <- (delightful, hmm, sounds gay, shouldn't use it) so like yeah all you guys, who come and dont tag, (dont worry still fwen euu.) read and think, haha, and im really getting poets block, so sorry guys, no impromptu poems you can read my old ones, again:D archives-->

goodride guys,
Christiansng.
(ps; sorry for not continuing my double previous post, about my lifestory find it kinda, yknow, lame.)
if you want me to, just tag.