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a reason
Isaiah 55:11 : so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what i desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.


about
i hope my words are strange and wondrous,
like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,
so that we can all stop and
listen


intertext

tai
lu
mikan
janice
qiao
dawn



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  and i raise my glass to the dancers in the sky
meditating on what to say for valedictorian speech...
as always, my thinking process will last me about a week...
and then these little bits of soul will begin to emerge
until its pieced together and the heart of my writing appears.

i found my opening...
so thats good.
now the rest just has to naturally flow...
aren't words wondrous?
who invented them again?
its crazy...
to be able to express oneself,
and have everyone understand...
damn.
the best things in life, are most often the things we do everyday.

sources of amusement:
kristine's life is full of amazing...howwouldyousayit? incidents that just...fill me up with joy.
yejin's conversations with her inner bitch.
the lifestyles of the "ithinkimawesomebutiactuallyfailatlife" people
and... danny gokey's voice.

haha i had to say it.
GOKEY... >< why did you have to leave...
i will wait in silent agony until the release of your first album to hear your beeeootiful voice again.

and what am i doing right now?
contemplating on why im not popular like kristine.
thankful that im not popular like kristine.
=)
this is for your benefit my dear, as you're the only one who comments...ever.
thinking about how my three-inch heels feel so flat after wearing four-inch heels...
amazed i own not 1, but 3 pairs of four-inch heels.
wishing i had $1000 to splurge on H&M's summer fashion.
ohmyfrickinheck, im getting baptized this sunday. YES YES YES!

im so unholy... shopping to being born again.

and i discovered,
there's such a thing as too many freeblks.
i have them. =.=

as the year winds down,
and we all gradually...degrade into little pools of useless matter - incapable of focusing on anything except the creating of our grad dresses...
i think im going to enjoy this summer
which is wholly mine.

and for some strange reason my heart jumps
in anticipation of the scenery only summer can bring...
hazy days with piercing skies,
lazy clouds rolling by.
there's nothing quite like the smell of summer...
and better still, the joy of nothingness, of timelessness...
that only summer can bring.
 


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