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Friday, February 26, 2010 @ 11:05 PM :D

Dropping my phone in some revolting public bus stop dustbin was so not part of the plan. But I did, believe it or not.
Being late by a fraction of a second wasn't part of the plan either. But it happened.
Getting caught for hair and skirt by the same teacher wasn't either. But I did get caught.
Being called on to give my opinion on a poem (Summer Stood Naked/Stay Naked Always) illustrating a women's (you'll later realise it isn't a woman) naked body in such intense detail was totally not expected either. But I had to come up with something- damn it- and got laughed at in the process.
Aching, hurting, stretched, groaning, grinding, cracking, bones/muscles and body limbs was kinda a given the second I joined dance. So yes I'm in sufficient pain to say I worked today in dance.

-But yeah! I just summarised my week for you.

Oh throw in a couple of stacks of tutorials, essays, and math sums to do and another generous ladle-ful of tests following next week, and yeah. Pretty much there.

If Jc's really gonna be like this, I can totally, officially, resign now. But I shan't be a coward!
I'll face it.

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If being birthed into a Christain family meant staying a Christian all my life, I shall now turn around and go: "Hypocrite." Why is it such a goddamn big deal that I don't wanna go to church! Waste of time imho. Especially juniors. And please, just zip it. Save your long explanations on how important fellowship is. I don't give a damn. Plus if I haven't come to fully believe in what I was taught to believe in after Sixteen years, will another ten years do the job? Please. Save us all the trouble and let me figure out shit on my own. Kthxbye.

Screw anal parents man.

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What an odd post.
Ohwell. I'm me (:

Deb





Tuesday, February 23, 2010 @ 10:30 PM :D
Guys are such cowards.

Occasionally I'll be hit by this sudden angst and delete all my blog posts and swear never to blog ever again. And then by some odd whim, I'll turn back to spewing all my pent up thoughts onto this online portal. And here we go again-

Guys are such cowards.

Really. Truly. Seriously.
Think about it.

Guys should be brave enough to confess their feelings. If they're brave enough to like a girl, they should be brave enough to do things to get her, damn it. Don't beat around the bush like some scared silly little mouse. It annoys the shit outta the girl and gets her annoyed with you. She may just move on seeing as you can't even say "I like you." (And for goodness sake. They do it over text. How hard can it be!)

Anyway. Guys are cowards. Period.

On Valentines, I asked a few guy friends if they wanted to send roses to any girls.
They said yeah.
So i asked them, why the hell aren't they sending any?!
Their reply?..: "Don't want laaaaaa."
Oh come on! The girl wants to receive roses. The guy wants to send roses.
If the guy would just pluck up his balls and send the flowers, it'll be a win-win situation. Everyone wins!

And anyway! Why's it that guys can ask girls out over phone/text. Confess over phone/text/(worse stilll..) MSN; But we can't break up with them over the phone?! So guys can be ball-less and forgiven. But girls can't do the same and not be called a bitch?!!?! Right.. I don't get it. And yes I took that from my fb status! SO there.

The male species is
Immature, Childish, Confusing, Ball-less, Annoying, CONFUSING, and did i mention ball-less?? Yeah.

Love, DEBBBBBBB.

PS; Go ahead! Hate me! Idc (:





Monday, February 15, 2010 @ 11:06 PM :D

I look at the mirror
i dont see my reflection
all i see is you
the one with perfect complexion

When i look at my hand
i see yours in mine
it comforts me alot
it makes me feel fine

Part of me
you will always be
part of me
i can only see

The fact that you are here
makes me feel so clear
without anything to worry about
without anything at all to fear

Constantly i love of you
you are the essence of my soul
if you are gone, a part of me dies
and i do not know where i will go


Jared Ho







Deborah ♥


17.
Music interests me.
Dance fascinates me.
Reading occupies me.
Shopping never fails to bankrupt me.


Reading- Wuthering Heights
by Emily Bronte

Listening- Cinderella
by Steven Curtis Chapman


"The power of a relationship lies with whoever cares less. But power is not happiness."
-Connor Mead






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