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So she said what's the problem, baby?.what's the problem, I don't know well maybe, I'm in love love. makes me wanna turn around and face it but I don't know nothin' 'bout love, woah~ |
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This blog was opened by Anne Ng to accomodate her mind's silly musings and her daily rantings.Do enjoy your stay here, and don't take what's not yours! tagboard
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see that photograph hanging on the wall? that's you the moment i clicked the shutter your hand blocked my view and thus, this picture was taken the picture doesn't show though, how i begged you before to please, please don't cover your face it doesn't show, how i smacked you afterwards since you failed to comply it doesn't show, how we got into a scuffle which resolved itself five minutes later it doesn't show more than a hand concealing your face yet it means so much to me it reminds me that photographs are simply captured moments which evoke some kinds of feelings that even when a picture is a thousand words it can't sum up our friendship A/N: hihi everyone, well after training camp, which mind you was pretty darn bad, i kinda had to leave cos i had things today, silly functions. well, i wrote this after my friend, nadia dear, had her dp with melia's hand blocking her face, its kinda funny that people don't like their picture taken... anyways, I'M STILL TALLER THAN YOU BEN!!! haha moira out Yesterday night I cried out to you "Send me a sign Lord" Yet I saw none today Sure, the sun rose the grass grew green my family was kept safe but nothing really big happened so I grew discouraged and I decided, maybe you didn't have time for me today I'll try again tomorrow then I see the news, the pictures of mangled remains of parents sobbing over a limp, lifeless child of children sitting lost in a land of pain and hunger then I think, you DID have time for me today you made sure my dad drove safely that Singapore's in the middle of a tectonic plate that we have strong neighbours who parry the blows of nature for us that I didn't get hit by a car, though I forgot to look both ways when I crossed I smiled to myself I now know you don't show yourself through great things through thunderclaps or lightning bolts miracles or magical healings you keep me and whoever I love safe, warm and well-fed that's all I actually need forgive me for ever thinking there was a time that you forgot me A/N: =smiles= I love having a God, he actually understands me! wow! I can't believe that anyone can understand me, I'm so complicated and passive-aggressive...well all up to Him then... Anne/Moira Rose prayed to God today! Can you hear me? First Prayer, for my family God? Can you hear me? it's Anne here Forgive me for cursing at my parents under my breath when they scolded my laziness Forgive me for screaming at my sis she may be irritating but she loves me Forgive me for never showing that I cared to mao oo and pi o Forgive me I've never really spent time with Michael, David and Amanda never helped them or taught them Second Prayer, for my community God? Can you hear me? it's Moira here Forgive me for being lazy to try my best at whatever I do Forgive me for not talking to people I dislike just because they're different Forgive me for thinking no one cares about me because you've shown me otherwise Third Prayer, for my character and my spiritual life God? Can you hear me? I'm calling out to you today I hope you could spare a bit of your time to listen to a sinner's prayer. God forgive me for never trying to stop biting my fingernails Forgive me that for most part of my life I hid from you, thinking you couldn't see me I pray for salvation forgiveness and a way to go to heaven it may be hard but if you could lend your help to me just for a short while maybe I'll make it through Hear me Lord I can't offer you much not much talent or gifts other than what you gave to me I can only give you my life to do with what you will guide me and keep me safe from all evil I'm full of doubt Lord I wish to be free of it As I wait for you to answer my prayer like you always have I will hope that the little mustard seed of faith can grow into something big In Jesus' most holy name, Amen Thoughts on judo All at once you turn in for that moment you hoist me in the air i hit the ground winded our coach reprimands me for not putting up a fight i can't fight much anymore i'm too tired too tired of failing you you are strong built on success and support me i'm sinking further and further down i choke back tears i can't cry here lest get scolded yet again i get up and ready myself to be thrown yet again i can't stop you my energy and drive are gone i gave up ballet singing music for this? now when it's too late i regret it A/N: well i think this just about sums up how i feel about judo at the moment. i'm always so tired to do anything and it's not like i'm any good...sighs... anne out (i only use moira when i feel less tired...anne is only four letters yunno) observations of the world where is happiness? everyone rushing around chasing dreams of fame and fortune instead of seeing that true happiness begins with contentment. where is love? people hurrying on with their lives for that bigger paycheck, that bigger car instead of treasuring the fact that things don't need to be bigger, to be better where is life? the monotony of life the endless work the chains of a boring office job for what? it won't buy you more time on earth or a straight ticket to heaven. i watch as families cry over loved ones crushed by buildings collapsed did money keep them alive? did fame keep them alive? did work keep them alive? i watch as whirling tornadoes tear families apart would they have stayed together with bigger cars? fatter paychecks? nicer houses? even those lie forgotten i watch as families crowd around a old grandfather taking his last breaths do they realise that instead of mindlessly wasting time chasing never-ending dreams they should have spent more time learned a little more cared a little more? these disasters these deaths they can't be stopped by man then, what makes it possible to live on after death? not the princely inheritance or that million-dollar property you're leaving to your third nephew twice removed it's inspiring the young learning from the old loving more worrying less giving more taking less while the world spins on, and life flies away so easily, why can't we stop and remember the things which are truly important? A/N: i wrote this after thinking about all the people who died in the cyclone and in the earthquake. i look at the pictures and see kids even younger than me. i ask myself, did they deserve to die? to be taken away after living such a short life? i have to trust God on this one, he knows what's best for us all anyway. God bless all the families of the fallen and bless the survivors too! moira out hi... okay, so here i am...ranting AGAIN okay so today what do i do? yes you guessed it. i pulled huijun along in my regular anne way, ie superbly fast and rash. and what happened she bonked into a table of was it a chair anyway she got bonked pretty bad and i was to blame and so lavu and co gives me these really evil stares like they want to kill me cos i hurt their dear friend huijun dont get me wrong she's my good friend too anyways then the fragile sliver of a friendship with them got superbly shattered COMPLETELY great, they already dont exactly talk to me like a friend to friend way im just a classmate to them they make me feel really bad like no one in class likes me and i feel sad and gloomy and I CAN'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT!!! so i was pretty gloomy then mich came up to me and told me "don't do that again..." i already knew that as in I WAS SORRY okay... it was just that i felt so stupid and dumb standing there with everybody giving me these glares... and then samantha, in her very nice way, told me to cheer up thanks dear, i appreciate that... so that's what happened in class at least the rest of the day was fine and i have to say I LOVE (platonic of course) YOU JING XIAN!!! you tried so hard today im so proud of you though your leg was giving you trouble and all thankew for being such a GREAT partner!!! eternally grateful XD haha anne out inadequacy Why go on trying? she's better so much better don't bother competing i'll just lose like the thousands of times i already have i need to stop stop this mindless self pity let's face it the world is unfair people who don't work hard, can still do better working hard, doesn't get you anywhere that's the way it is so stop it stop all of this stop trying to make it so difficult i'm lousy at everything the ultimate loser judo, ballet, singing, even with my friends my family why go on? so please don't make this difficult it's bad this poem is bad it sounds bad so let's face it i'm gonna keep trying keep slipping down and i'll lose everything everything i need to keep going on then i'll know to stop, stop myself, from thinking i can when i can't A/N: so that's that...i'm not writing any more poems... thanks a LOT ben...some friend you are...i've just realised, no point in trying, i'm a LOSER, a BORN LOSER so i will stop this...STOP THIS ALL... i can't believe i'm close to crying...stop that... you idiot, you're a judoka for pete's sake, JUDOKA'S DON'T CRY!!! so goodbye...for a long time...good riddance to me bye world anne Injustice that moment that split second that rain of blood that clean incision the stark redness of it all the knife cutting clean across the grey back the many bodies litter the deck the gory scene just a way of life that moment that split second that first spoonful that rush of rich flavour the air-conditioned luxury the high-class restaurant the many tables adorned with spotless white tablecloths the special day celebrated with the most coveted dish sharks killed by the millions just to be served up in bowls of soup just to be savoured for those minutes heir to millions of years of evolution their survival a huge success of adaptation why? just to be killed for that short period of enjoyment why? kill them just to boast why? accuse them of killing when we're killing them who are the real killers? I see the clouds of gray I see the dark sky before the storm I feel my heart leaden with sadness I feel my spirit has grown weary over time. Why? Why did you have to come? And take away my happiness, my joy, You made me weak, pitiful. Writing poems about my pathetic state, Hah! I can laugh at my weakness. You, I will learn to hate you. Why? Why did you enter my life? If I had known, I would never have let you even take the first step in. Yes, the clouds are here, Yes, the rain shall fall, but through the rain, after the rain, the rainbow will come again. I will forget you. Forever. okayyyyy... this wasnt that great oh shoot maybe i will work more on the friendship poems hmmmmm... thanks zi bing for you inspirational I am poem on loving rainbows but not the rain thankies anne This poem is dedicated to someone who won't ever see it haha Best Friends Forever A promise I intended to keep I thought it was simple enough Though now I know I reckoned without remembering that we were no longer in the same crowd. You were forever comparing, me to you what I'd gotten to what you'd gotten what I'd done to what you'd done. I was the friend you could count upon to be there even when you never were there for me. I put up with it because you were my first real best friend in three years Never let you down, though you had done it to me more times than I can count At that time, I couldn't bring myself to hate you Now, I can't either You made me feel like I had a friend, yet like I was so inadequate a friend to you I was not perfect, but neither were you. Not a child I'm thirteen A teen Not a child It's almost painful to see that I can't laugh as freely, smile as often What paintbrush came and painted the clouds so gray painted my world dull? It's too hard too many responsibilities too much stress I can't find the silver lining anymore when clouds stretch too far that I can't see where they stop or whether they do stop It all happens for a reason good things must leave good times must fade I must have faith I must have belief I must work hard I look out from my window there's a happier world out there I can almost see There are kids running on golden plains laughter echoing around me I can't go there anymore but what I can do is build someplace like that here I'll paint over the gray, maybe yellow, maybe orange I'll make it beautiful I'll make it real since I know happiness comes to those who seek a way out of sadness yay okay so this is another emo yet not poem... not that bad I even put in my fav colours in the poem no prizes guessing what they are! haha hoping to go back to nyps soon maybe on marking day emailed mrs chan liao so i'll wait and see lotsa platonic love, anne/moira |