(Cant believe how much i've grown)

I havent been here for so long, havent had the time to post in my old roundabout-and-only-makes-sense-to-me way for so long, its almost as if someone else, another girl in her own entirety, had this blog for 4 years.

But it all has to end, somehow. All chapters have to have a full stop, and similarly, this will probably be the last post i'll ever post here. I know its cliche, moving on just because you want to keep a part of your life closed and locked away, safe, but that's what i'm going to do anyway. Because cliches only exist if you're brave enough to conform (oh, the irony), and well, sometimes conformity can be a way of standing out too.

This part of me will always be in my memories, i promise. I wont be deleting this, because it charts some of the best, worst, funniest, first time experiences i've had during my high school years. And it has all my links too (-: I might come back every so often to read this, really, just because.

I've moved somewhere, but leave me a message on my tagboard (its linked to my new tagboard on the new blog, so i can see everything still :)) or contact me somehow, i'll tell you where to go.
I'm just not linking it here in case there are odd stalkers lurking around :/

So i guess this has to be goodbye- With love, and thanks<3

c'est le ton qui fait la musique.
you can be my almost valentine

Feels so nice to be able to walk back in the day for a change (:

These days are filled with laughter, sweat, and tears. These days are made up of joys and heartbreaks, of stoning at CT benches with the wind on our backs, of thinning wallets (and so i've learnt-- lecture notes are a wallet's best diet pills), of entering lecture theatres under arctic- like temperatures, of late nights, of sleepy assemblies.

Rehearsals are going along pretty fine i guess, though I most definitely can be better, awrr. Its less than a month away hey, we can do it, i know we can. Twentyten is ours to write, and i know we'll be more than amazing, love :-)

I really hope i stay this way for sometime longer, because this is the kind of peace i've been searching for during all the hard nights of weeks past. I need to tie a knot and hold on, to continue to stay strong, not because i know i've been through worse, but because i know the worst is yet to come.

So let mercy come:

c'est le ton qui fait la musique.
When was the last time you did something for the first time?

10'OG13 (the lovely wet games specialist) & 10A16 & Ares!
Its been a truly bubbly one and a half weeks, the kind of bubbly you get by throwing out your arms to spin around with the wind against your face and feeling like you're about to fly:

- Meteor showers and mass 1line text replies
- A certain penguin wearing a helm(et) on a certain red flag ;)
- Uniform crossdressing!
- Tap tap tap tap full turn tap tap half turn tap *ow my foot
- War games! *cue to snarl in a cavewomenlike way
- Ad Infinitum finale! (cues human rollercoasters and sticky bodies)
- and so
- much
- more

Its like drinking butterbeer(:

c'est le ton qui fait la musique.
I hope we'll stay happy, love

Havent cried this suddenly for so long, but anyway, anyhow.
(:, because my heart's too tired to feel anything else.

c'est le ton qui fait la musique.
tomorrow will know more than today/

i tell you nothing that is everything, even if you may think everything i say to be nothing. I know you hear the words that i speak, but more importantly, tonight i need you to listen to the things i dont say.

its been two years and four days since

Whoopedums half of it is over now, and i'm just blissfully glad :-)