Thursday, October 30, 2008
holy. freaking. poo.
look at that.
so what if he's vertically challenged man.
you wanna challenge those abs?
those GUNS?!
(with a cool mohikan hairstyle to top off the whole delectable scene?)
and here, taeyang giving all of us a charismatic drop-you-dead stare
and another one with him at peace in the korean music industry. (:
and
this is how well our beloved YANG CEO (head of YG entertainment company - the company that owns big bang and hence the company we are forever indebted to) treats his employees! comissioning these cute cariacatures (sp?) of them xD
meet mr. bebe, a.k.a the adorable cartoon miniataure of taeyang.
oh boy, i cry cry
xD
anyway shil, i still think 41 points is a mighty job done so i'll give no comment on the potential extra four points ^^
and mr ong i hope you're better and your nose isn't so red anymore or rudolf will have to pay you an obligatory get-well visit, just between relatives, you understand. (:
and abby i KNOW you'll survive this week - to everyone else, check out what a heroine abby is. tuesday - half history. wednesday - ART and physics (to everyone who doesn't know the amount of blood and vomit we pour into the subject of art, just know that it's absolutely no joke). oh, did i mention physics was a crap ass paper? "an X-ray has a wavelength of... blahblah... about the size of an atom.
what is the wavelength of an X-ray?" yeah hello? are we sitting for the correct syllabus here? or the correct
subject, while we're at it? - anyway, THURSDAY - e math, which was as fashionably undoable as e math ever was, and FRIDAY - get this - BIO. most people have either half history or bio. but I KNOW YOU CAN DO IT ABBY we're all rooting for you! :D:D
art is
over. like really sincerely from the bottom of my heart OVER
what are we going to do with our lives now? or use for an excuse for not doing homework? huh? - okay on a more serious note, this is the FIRST TIME in TWO YEARS that our lives are FREE from art.
feels... weird.
= /
and to everyone still taking O levels:
HWAITING! i love you all even if i don't look it sometimes and remember that our dear LORD has plans to prosper us and not to harm us so just do your best
and even if He sends you to a tertiary institution not of your choice it's for a reason. mm so have faith (:<3 JAEMI (:
You coloured my life @
5:06 PM
Saturday, October 25, 2008
how can we not love taeyang! okay after Os i'll properly introduce my new love (actually not very new already but oh well xD) but right now all you need to know is that TAEYANG is mr nice guy from BIG BANG (whom i love more than taeyang xD), his name means "SUN" and his real name is DONG YEONG BAE and he is without a doubt the best R&B dancer in korea. and he has the nicest smile in the whole world (although i treasure my friends' smiles more). and the most mesmerizing eyes. and i really, really, really really really like him. ^^
RIGHT THEN that aside, EVERYBODY
JIAYOU FOR O LEVELS!
if not, then jiayou for enjoying life with a clear conscience while the rest of your friends add oil for o levels. *smirk*
kidding.
saranghae! (:
<3>
You coloured my life @
5:32 PM
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
i suppose, given my not-very-unknown derision of children (just the little human ones; i've nothing against animal kittens), that it would be moderately surprising to some that i really DIDN'T want to grow up when i was a kid. cuz i was a cute kid. no i'm kidding xD mostly it was just because i couldn't imagine myself having such vivid fantasies in the world of LOTR and stuff like that (don't snicker i still love lotr okayy) when i was... biologically altered. = / (just for the record, i think i have MORE fantastical dreams now than i ever did when i was a kid.)
but i love being older because although you feel a whole lot more pain (more than you ever thought you could endure) everything is so much sweeter. mutual dependence? probably.
the midgets in my school block have a lot to learn. >= ) good luck to them.
/
and silence
is in the quivering tear about to fall
from eyelashes
in which is reflected
the silence
ringing in the people's heads as
the son is laid to eternal
quiet; silence
seeping from a bloodied battlefield
conceived in the throes of
silence
and mutual misunderstandings
manifested in the golden halos of
silence surrounding
each lonely angel of
the urban utopia
folded up in white downy wings
in the cold silence
of the hum of the aircon
even as the
silence of darkness and the
silence of solitary street lights
blankets the
aggressive silence of a fitful city in
peace
and quiet
where the cherubims and seraphims
silently long
for home
the silence of security
the security of constant sound
the sound of contentment
and the peaceful blinking of the eye
even as the crystal teardrop
falls to
rest
in silence.
and stealthily, the aurora borealis
dawns gently, tenderly
upon the weary beloved of the world
and silence is complete
the golden is all-encompassing.
silence, beloved.
You coloured my life @
12:02 AM