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Wednesday, September 23, 2009 :: 11:16 PM
i need to concentrate. stop digressing. sit down. AND MUG. but i cant. no matter how hard i try. even if i manage to curb my want of watching shows i cant get my brain down to work.
i am worried that i am not exactly worried for promos. does that even make sense?
- Y staring out into the night
Friday, August 28, 2009 :: 1:19 AM
it's 1:19am in the morning. once again, HAPPY BIRTHDAY DENISE! finally 17 years old! WHEEEE. welcome to the club! hahaha.
here we both are slogging our guts out at OP. zzzzzzzz. dang and blast everything. poor girl, it's your birthday and you still have to stay up for this. =X its raining now and the lightning flashes im seeing are DAMN BRIGHT. it literally lit up my back garden. let's take it as it's supporting our PW or something =.=
okay la. back to OP!
- Y staring out into the night
Sunday, August 23, 2009 :: 9:07 PM
i don't know why, but all of a sudden, i feel like turning back time. yeah the missing tianjin part seems almost an inaugural part of me coz it's just so carefree then. the only bad part was that i was far away from my family and friends. but now apart from missing tianjin, im missing the old tjco. not that tjco now is bad or whatever, everyone there's great, but i feel like something is missing. i don't know how to explain it, but i really feel like sitting down with the ex-comm and all the j2s and have a good long talk. honestly. it just hit me somehow during lunch that everything has changed.
It started out as a feeling Which then grew into a hope Which then turned into a quiet thought Which then turned into a quiet word
And then the word grew louder and louder ‘Till it was a battle cry
I’ll come back When you call me No need to say goodbye
Just because everything’s changing Doesn’t mean it’s never been this way before All you can do is try to know Who your friends are as you head off to the war
Pick a star on the dark horizon And follow the light
You’ll come back When it’s over No need to say goodbye
Now, we’re back to the beginning It’s just a feeling and no one knows yet But just because they can’t feel it too Doesn’t mean that you have to forget
Let your memories grow stronger and stronger ‘Till they’re before your eyes
You’ll come back When they call you No need to say goodbye
You’ll come back When they call you No need to say goodbye
- Y staring out into the night
Monday, July 27, 2009 :: 9:20 PM
so much work, so little time. i realize i always face such a problem. time management? gah. i can't change the unchangeable.
rehearsal today was ______. totally far away from what ive expected. the music went haywire. maybe its because of all the complications backstage, maybe its just because its esplanade not SCH, maybe its just because of monday blues. i really don't know but well, everything has its first time. hopefully such horror will be the last. on second thoughts, it better be.
things are starting to pile up altogether again. urgh. don't look forward
- Y staring out into the night
Thursday, June 18, 2009 :: 10:27 PM
omg omg i am in love with liu li yang's ji mo guang nian. i still remember how i used to tell myself night after night to go and find the theme song of shuang zi xing but forget time and time again. finally caught the ending and immediately baidu-ed the song. simply wonderful. nice tune and nice lyrics. seriously you all should go and listen. it's really worth the time =)
my brain tells me that i need to mug. but my body doesn't want to. i wanna watch a thousand shows. wanna play a thousand games. wanna go a thousand places. cant believe ive gone through 2 jcts and have 2 more to go.
AH.
- Y staring out into the night
Thursday, June 04, 2009 :: 9:06 PM
funny yet emo picture. animals also have feelings.
1st week of holidays started. yet it doesnt seem to be. school EVERYDAY just sucks. PW sucks even more. pray hard that our group can get that legendary glorious precious APPROVED stamp on our paper tmr. if not, DIE.