dear delilah








Fathers, be good to your daughters; daughters will love like you do.

you are the strength and the weight of her world

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Stream her with roses and daisies, dear mother,
let all that she speak be all that that she hears.
For no higher, no higher let her forehead doth grow;
and so dote, dote my mother, my mother so dear
and let her run free with a conscience so clear


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Friday, 17 August 2007
I copyright my notes. ahem

I have this fear. I have to express it, I realise, or it will become one of those hidden secrets I've kept away, a part of me that I'll forget about. I realised, if you forget enough of these things, you start forgetting yourself.

I've been in my school for 10 years. I've bounded my life into this school, this contruction of cement and bricks. I have planted part of who I am into this school, I have forged my first few friends and a few of my best friends in this school. I have cried with these friends, argued, laughed, cheered, and celebrated with them. I have created my circle of friends, on which part of who I am will always remain, because I treasure my relationships. I love them all.

But what happens when you take away the school?

There are friendships outside school that have survived the years, and I'm so proud of it. Especially michelle, who is now in Canada=) But I have not seen my primary school best friend Tania is years. I've lost the moments we shared to secondary school days. There is never primary school reunions, because practically everyone is here. Except her. And through the years, we have become different people. Its not the same.

What now? Carine, Monica, Clarissa, Tasmana, Vivien, Liesel, Oi Yi, Esther, Denyse, Janice, Reshma, Tanya, Ehui, Sc Choir, and practically everyone who has embraced these 4 years with me. Will we still share these moments? Will we lean on each other, laugh, WHATEVER together, once we take school away?


Time will tell. Yep.
I love you all, k?







Whew. Emo. I wanted to write some emo fiction instead of all this, but I forgot what it was suppose to be about, so this is it. =)

Now onto Physics, or rather, 'Feeeeeziques'. yay!

he told me that I've done alright
and kissed me till the morning light