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♥ precious.
la bella vita;

Cara

loves: black and white photography. poetry. vintage stores. thunderstorms. good ambience. fairytales. disneyworld. black kohl and fuschia lipstick. red and purple skittles. turquoise beads. icing but not cakes. might-have-beens. the dandy warhols. within temptation. automatic loveletter. mediaeval baebes. troy. interview with a vampire. the oc. making 11:11 wishes. purple glitter. mermaids. my-little-ponies. magic.

expertise: melodramaticks. eyeliner. laughing. goodbyes. hanging in there.

♥ music on, world off.
shh.

soundtrack to life.

♥ scream(?).
live.

♥ past .
instant time travel

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♥ adieu .
set them free

AMANDA
ANDRE
ASH
DEB
ELEMM
07IP04!
08IP04!
JOSH
KAT
LISA
QIU
RENJEAN


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Monday, March 30, 2009
hello, old friend. 5:42 AM



I dig my toes into the sand
the ocean looks like a thousand diamonds
strewn across a blue blanket
I lean against the wind; pretend that I am weightless
and in this moment I am happy
----

I am.
I really am.

1) People like Lisa and Amrit make school bearable.
I quote Lisa's blog:
"Mmm Cara, Amrit and I were pretending to be ah lians in the canteen, because someone walked past Cara just now and said: "ehhh, dat's de wan wif de ahmoh boifren".

K, firstly, it's ANGMOH. And then the rest of your pronunciation goes to hell."

Yeah yeah we apologize in advance for being pronunciation elitists/advocates of the Speek Goot Engrish campaign.

2) for a reckless little peter pan type who has inflicted such exquisite, undeserved pain on such liquid eyes:

"paws off
unless you're hands on
about this rabid reel life romance.

rich little boys think they can write off cheques
for all the angst-scribbled pages
for the money we've spent on pages that scream
"i hate him i hate him i hate him but wait---"
for the 2AMs we'll never get back.
for taking the virginity of our fingertips.

think again.

this is Singapore.
not an episode of Beverly Hills.

you are a monster.
but you are no Beast.

and this is her heart.
not
an onion. "

(if you don't get the last part-- lay off the table-thick CHEMISTRY 101 for a bit and check out a Carol Ann Duffy compilation at the library.)
Juvenile word-stew, I know, but it was the best I could do seeing as how it was also in the middle of a maths lecture and I was trying to get the hang of Cartesian functions while defending my friend's honour through poetic attackeration.

...Even at 4am, luv. Stay strong. <3
Remember: need no man; fear no bitch!

3) "...can I tell you? I miss you."
I miss you too Qiubacca.
Flashbacks to fervent staircase conversation and RsquareTsquare dreams and two little girls with big worlds to carry on their shoulders.
Love you, lost friend, come back soon. (:

4) Comments on changed FB r/ship status = moments of absolute hilarity.
Evoked the whole spectrum of reactions-- from wtfudge "say wha?!?!?!?" to "it's about time!" and "awww"s.

5) Kieran Ferrol says:
"and, tree doesn't suit ya, na? well, have u heard of homer's iliad? or seen the film Troy?
coz i'm sure if you asked nicely, we could do a production of that with you as Helen and Joe as Menelaus ;-)"

...The face that launched a thousand ships.
Yeah, I could deal with that.

Watching Troy till past homework time and laughing at all the Menelaus bits, just because.

6) Joe's indignant response to Kieran's casting suggestion:
"Menelaus? I have to be HIM, and Kieran gets to be Hector? D'you WANT me to come to this course? Huh?
Me=Aeneas.
You KNOW that."

:D

You know your social life is in trouble when the closest thing you've got to look forward to is mailing your IGGY app off to the UK tomorrow!

Despite my lack of a semblance of a social life, though; I'm still happy.
And nothing save maybe a historically seismic earthquake that wipes out the whole of the United Kingdom is gonna change that.

Not even the disturbing question of why the hell a random ahlianzxxx I've never seen before today or spoken to was gossiping about my apparent "ahmoh boifren omigord wan lor".

Ah, Facebook, you shameless paparazzi.

xxx