Femme


Lying in bed with my mp3 on and the rain falling outside.Doing my drama and SC. I read virtually anything, dabble in poems and mutter under my breath. Loves pretty earrings,reading fanfic, baking desserts and cats,fiery tempered and silently contemplative. Occasionally disorganised. And a firm believer that a little bit of whimsy always does us some good.

Exits
{alicia}
{aretha}
{crystal}
{denise}
{deserie}
{eugenia}
{eunice}
{grace cheah}
{heidi foo}
{imesha}
{jacinta}
{jia jia}
{keshia}
{kimmy}
{linus}
{mandy t.}
{mel gan}
{michelle chern}
{nadia}
{rach}
{sammeh}
{serene}
{share-a-lion}
{sharon}
{sherrie}
{soek khern}
{trishal}
{victoria}
{weizhen}


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credits: shikin

Saturday, April 07, 2007



THIS AIN'T A SCENE, IT'S A GODDAMN ARMS RACE

Thank you Sharon for getting that song stuck in my head (: Oh and you still owe me 70 cents cab fare and bubble tea.

SYF in two days.

We've come a long way from fruitless sessions with Aunty TT to a freakin' gorgeous piece, we have to get that Gold, we have to. There is no room for "if".

I think we all need to remember why we're here, like that interior monologue we did for the Cancer prologue. We all have our reasons, the people we dedicate this to, the memories we relive in this piece, the hurts we heal facing our flaws head on.

This is for our love of drama, for the hours we spent rehearsing until we were ready to go home and die, for all the cuts which reopened and bled afresh, for all the emotion we tried so hard to give out, for all the crazy bra-dancing, bun-eating and rose-mauling. This is for love, for faith, for our trust in hard work and for each other. Come Monday we are gonna do it, I know we are (:


I have an essay on flight to write and I can only think of the wind beneath you feet as you sail over the parapet and remember that due to air resistance falling bodies will encounter terminal velocities,before you feel the fluttering of your lashes being blown off and you hit the ground with such force that the gravel is stained bright red with haemoglobin.

Animal Farm on Thursday, hello dressing up (:

Pysch folk and autumn electrica

Sophiesticated posted at 6:07 AM
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