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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
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08IP04!
JOSH
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QIU
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Tuesday, April 14, 2009
hello, old friend. 7:59 AM


I guess it's about time I updated, huh.

Life has been...passable, really. I don't have much to complain about.
'Cept maybe the usual, you know-- why the hell're apps taking so long to return; 7000 miles can be a pain in the arse; omg HISTORY COURSEWORK. Etcetra.
Oh and how come the rest of the world (read: non-Asian countries) gets to have two weeks of Easter holidays while we're doing here compulsively revising sequences and series?!

Amrit was flipping through her organizer (UK-printed, so it's got all the UK holidays on) and reeling out a whole list of the holidays they've got.
It's INSANE.
They've got Whit Sunday, Trinity Sunday, the Queen's birthday, the Queen's OFFICIAL birthday, Summer Solstice....
...*365 days later* ...AAAAND they even have this Battle of the Boyne Holiday, which is presumably a holiday to commemorate the happening of some battle.

Amrit: "That is so unfair. Why do they get to have a Battle of the Boyne Day? Why don't we have a Hock Lee Bus Riot Day, or something?"

...On a sidenote- Lisa was smiling a lot today. = understatement.
"Lisa, you okay?"
"yeah, why?"
"you're smiling."
"that's okay, innit?"
"yeah, but you're smiling into your cup of cheng teng at your barley beans."

Oh, and.
It's frankly ridiculous how much a random FB note can make me smile!
Format went like this:
 Dear Cara, I ____ you. You have a nice ______. You make me _______. You should _______. Someday I will ______. You + me = ________. If I saw you now I'd __________. I want to ________ you. I would build a _______ just for you. If I could sing you any song it would be _________. We could __________ under the stars. Love, _______________

Every single comment I got made me laugh/smile/go "aww..."
And obvi I'm not gonna put down all of them, but here're a few bits and bobs.

(Lisa)
Dear Cara,
You should stop choking your face with powder.
I would build a bridge to Tamworth just for you.
We could have illegal sleepovers under the stars.

(Kieran)
Dear Cara,
You should de-elf-ify yourself.

(Toni)
Dear Cara,
You should let go.
You + me = soul sisters.

(Tyler)
Dear Cara,
You make me want to compose an indie pop symphony.
You + Me = Best Potential JM's for P&M!!
If I could sing you any song it would be something that rivals your vocal talents. =P

(Manda)
Dear Cara,
You should stop wearing heels.
Someday I will be the president.

(Wenloong)
Dear Cara,
Someday I will hear the end'uv your list'uv casual flings.
You + me = Kindred Spirits.
If I could sing you any song it would be "It's Raining Men" by The Weathergirls.

(Jag)
Dear Cara,
You have a nice hair.
[Cara: ...A nice hair? A nice hair?! As in, singular? Thaaaanks, Jag. Means a lot, really does. :P]

(Qiu)
Dear Cara,
I miss hiding under staircases believing in fairytales and flying with you.
You make me wanne cry with your super cool six sense that tells you when to text me.

(Joe)
Dear Cara, I know you know I <3 you.
Someday (One Day) I will show you Tamworth.
I would build an empire just for you.

(Ross)
Dear Cara,
You should move to Tamworth!
Someday I will make you move to Tamworth :P.
I would build a very very very large bridge between tamworth and singapore just for you.

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...Good memories. *nostalgic sigh goes here*

Oh, and I found this picture randomly and it made me laff.



...HAHA. Fisikz.

I digress.

I liked today. GP, free period, free period, Lit, lunch, Lit, PW.
Tuesday --> ...the new Friday?
Maybe.

Oh and I've actually started listening to Christian music again. :D
Are you proud, God?
For the longest time, I had the oddest aversion to it...but the other day I was inspired to play worship songs and Inside Out came on and I love the line
 everlasting; Your light will shine when all else fades.
...And I'm reading The Case For Christ now too; which is a little too journalist-ic and statistical for my liking, but it's interesting; and another book that Mum got me, called I-forget-what.
My inspiration for doing all this is highly ironic. It amuses me no end!!

I mean- I KNOW God exists. I know He's real. I know He's there.
S'just-- I am constantly grappling with my Christianity, and oftentimes it's the easiest thing to just drop my hands and go "...y'know what, God; it's easier without you. I'm only seventeen, there's still time, let me have my fun and I'll catch up with ya later, k? Seeyaaaa."
I know that's not the way it's supposed to work.
And it's a long way uphill, but...I guess I needed this brief respite from all the not-caring. Thanks, God. I don't deserve You. But thanks anyway.

Okay, now.
History beckons.

This has been a long post.
I reckon I've fulfilled my quota for the next twenty years or so, so.

Seeya when I'm forty-seven, folks.


XXX