i will sing;

i dont know how to put into words; this thing i'm being dragged through.

hanging onto every second, jumping at every beep. and dying a little each time i dont see the faint rising of breathing for a few seconds.


i know it's better to let go. to let her go home; to a place where nothing bad exists. but there's a little part of me that's slightly selfish and wants to hold on. and i just wish that she'd just wake up and be herself again.

she's the glue that holds my whole family together; our sunshine. i can't imagine how life will be like without my mama.



everything's been running through my head these past few days. and i dont know what to write anymore.


only one thing matters. i'll be seeing her again.



i will sing
i will praise
even in my darkest hour
through the sorrow and the pain
i will sing
i will praise
lift my hands to honour you
because your word is true
i will sing

thankyou God.

tabooooo!

i suddenly find myself missing the times at tea party cafe when the six of us would play stupid games of uno, pictionary and taboo; and have scones with cream cheese.

i miss tim & sarah & weishan. :c (jon & xb are annoying and i see them every week so bah.) :D


and we were playing Christmas carols in the office today. the adverts and promos have come in early this year. i cant wait for Christmas! :)

altho' there wont be any holidays this year. :c RAH!

WORK SUCKS BALLS

i'm so sick of work. 6 more weeks. 6 more bloody long weeks. fuck, its the most depressing thing in my life. ever. makes me curse like hell every sunday. RAH!

omg, i cant wait for work to end. i have so many things i want to do.

-pack my room and throw away all the shit
-watch all my movies
-read all my books
-sell my old books
-organise my photos
-bake & cook
-shoooooot!
-redo my portfolio (i should go online)
-go camping :D
-catch up with everyone before i leave


uni suddenly actually seems real. like its really going to happen; and all so fast. too fast! only have 3 more months here.
:( at least it's only 1.5 years.


fuck, it's monday tomorrow.

every once in awhile;

i just have to stop and look at you.

while you don't notice me; when you're busy eating or working.

just look, and really see you.

beyond my own expectations and assumptions.

like a breath of fresh air,

it never fails to remind me why i love you.

and at the end of the worst day ever,

it's the only thing that matters.

the reason i fall asleep with a smile on my face.

finally;

Queensland College of Art. Griffith Film School. :)

that's all.



oh, and now that my mum's finally back i have a clean house again. :D