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Tyler beeps & I get a picture text from YiLin. We decide, this calls for a text to XinHui too and moments later I get a reply that looks something like this. This is one'f the reasons I adore picture messages. & not forgetting, those *points up* two. :)
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*smiley face*

The following content you are about to read does nothing other than sum up the word 'procrastination'. Because while browsing through Tyler lo and behold I find this which was supposed to be published weeks ago and I totally forgot all about it. So sit back in your seat, and imagine well- reading this weeks ago. Time warp back to when this was considered not ancient- I presume two weeks, and it won't sound like complete gibberish so mm.
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There is always coincidence. Coincidences are the times when thing happen and you think, just the right timing. Or, came when it was needed most. Or, wow, luckily that happened, then.
But there's also, Faith. There's Faith that maybe the little bit of Hope placed and put onto whatever piece of petition paper, question form, letter of request or query we all have in our heads directed sometimes to noone in particular- got answered. That Hope for something got granted to our liking, or ease and our convenience.
I like to think personally, that Faith is a lot more beautiful than coincidence. Maybe it's because it is so much more abstract, so much more unexplainable yet somehow it is a lot less questioned and when granted to our wanting, it need not need an exact explanation. We just kind of accept it easier rather than try to decipher it like we do to coincidence.
It can be looked at as an imaginary deception, might I say. It could be looked at as an imaginary portrait we paint in our heads that is not really there, yet we still Hope for because as beings, we kind of all want that fairytale ending to everything that happens don't we.
It could be something that we imagine and conjure up in our heads because we think maybe, just maybe somehow out there it could happen.
It could be all the above, but it is alot more reassuring to be able to categorize that imagination and fantasy under a simple black and white, five lettered word which although short- goes on and on for lengths. Faith.
To have Faith, that our Hope will be answered all the time- just sometimes not in the way we want it. It could be answered with a Yes, a No, a Maybe, or even a Not Yet. To have Faith that our Hope will be answered with one of the above and then being willing to accept and wait for the next answer to our next question come with patience and nonetheless still with Hope, is a beautiful thing.
It's a lovely, accomplishment which thus is extremely hard to achieve. But I do think that after the whole turmoil, trial and trying situation- the beauty at end makes it worth the wait.
It's just sometimes, hard to remember that while waiting.
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Recently it dawned upon me that it's been a pretty long time since I've watched movies when they actually come out. Usually it takes either a few months before we buy the dvd or else it goes on Sarah's list of- 'oh nope haven't watched that yet.'

Ironically enough, two movie were watched consecutively this week and I must say that they were pretty good ones. :) I tend to think my rate for movies goes pretty low and it's pretty easy for me to deem a movie good just like that but after analyzing, slightly a little too much maybe- I concluded that the two movies were.good.
Michael Jackson's, This Is It with Benny and Lareina and Sandra was a really good tribute to the King of Pop and it's sad to think of how he became bigger than he already was- and we're talking massive stardom here, after he died.
With the awesome dance choreography, precision and perfection to every last bit- I now hesitate to say any impersonator, as well impersonative as they are- is good. Because when you see the man in original, talent, thrive and just the meticulosity he had- hands down Michael Jackson to me, takes the top of the jello.
You just cannot, impersonate the King of Pop. :)
The Time Travellers Wife with the punchbowl buddy was in a twisted way very very cool. Rachel McAdams has a certain style of speaking that is pretty intriguing I must say, and Eric Bana with his scruffy bearded look is pretty charming too. In a Patrick Dempsey, Aaron Eckhart sort of way but in that order- Patrick, Aaron thenn Eric do I take my liking. Mm, older men. :)
Their little daughter Alba reminded me of a pixie like creature but was gorgeous nonetheless. And to top the night off, I even got an Alba of my own. :)
It's pretty cool how he jumps around time though I must say. Imagine jumping to when I'm married and seeing my future Faith and husband.
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SPM's started so I've been a little brain dead to think of much so Tyler has been a sweetheart and snapped snipshots of some random things that've happened.
1 This is me and YiLin after our first day where I gladly exclaimed in English- 'We don't have to care a bit bout talking BM properly anymore. We're done with BM for,like,ever. :D' Not to mention, I'm sitting next to her in the exam classroom which's awesome seeing when she's done with her paper she sometimes gives me the glare. ._*
2 This is what I do when I have extra time after the paper (which really is hardly EVER) and my fingers are the only thing that are allowed to get restless because we're confined to that little tiny space for however long a paper lasts.

I write Taylor's lyrics on my paper in pink ink pen. :)
3 My blog doesn't tag things like Facebook but I realized if it could, I'd post this picture and tag you, you, and you. Because our caffeine kingdom rocks legal aged drinks, *bats eyelashes* and we're gonna do a trip there somewhere during the exams days just for kicks.

4 My hair's growing- It's weird trying to imagine anything different bit this is the longest I've ever had my hair seeing I really don't like going to the hairdressers. But heyho, I should measure the length of a strand. :)

-and I like to think as it grows it means I grow out of you more each time too.
5 Been a few peoples feet I'd like to have just stepped on while the feet were inside heels but I tell myself, even if my heels are black- blood probably wouldn't go that well with them anyway.
So I put them back into my box and tell myself I'll save 'em for when the rainy day starts to thunderstorm.

6 never liked them white horses anyway.

7 The rain was a big loser, Bio used up all my brain mitochondria, and you needed to shutup. So I took out my paint, put Taylor Swift on and doodled. onmywall.
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Evidently, this post is a summation of nearly the whole past month which hmm is also a clear indication of how much I put things of, or how far back I store things sometimes.
Nonetheless, it's a good thing Tyler has them all documented down.
Sometimes I wonder whether I'd show Faith this blog some time in the future while I'm braiding hair or putting on a summer dress for her, and wonder whether or not she'll think I'm a complete looney for thinking certain things. For example-
'Homg my mummy used to do weird things and have funny thoughts back in the 2ooo's.
We'll see if Blogger's still up and about then eyhh? Maybe I should get her those adorable teensy I-panemas and put them in a time capsule too.
Off to study the many laws of Physics I despise those Physicians for coming out with.
My defending statement- 'My future boy is going to be one that knows how to change light bulbs for me.' so whytheheck do I still have to learn about bulbs, electricity, resistance and whatnot? :(
The law of inertia states that an object moving will continue to move at a constant speed/velocity (..) or something like that.
So this is me, inertia-ing away to put more 'unnecessary to Sarah' information into my brain. Cerebellum to be exact- mann I'm going to miss Biology.
'taa, Love.
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& finally- updates after the updates from above which as you can tell by now, are very outdated-
1 my fingertips are weird thanks to the guitar attempts.
2 Queen bee's scare me.
3 had a random, 'so what type'f guys do you go for Sandra?' talk today & mygawsh, she's growing up.
4 my wall *points above* has more stuff than it did when that picture was taken.
5 there's a video I have in Tyler of Romeo which is adorable but I'm in the middle of getting the sister to allow it to be posted up.
6 foi. (:
7 'don't know if Snow White's house is near or far away- but I know I had the best day, with you, today.'
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For the second time, goodbye Love.
*OHH*- & don't you think 'Vanilla Twilight' just sounds so, so, pretty? (:

this is Sarah distracted.

While studying Biology, I realised I would be very happy if my mitochondria's kicked butt & worked well. Well in the sense that they did what they were created for- producing energy by synthesising what went in.
I also came to the realisation that I like genetics and how gene's were what made a human who they were. The reproductive system with the 5oomillion sperms being produced and us- yesyouu reading this, being that ONE that made it through does take you back a little & make you in a weird sense go 'mm'.
After each utterly complicated Chemistry balanced equation there is this immense sense of *pats head* despite having taken a million brain cells and way to long to solve it. I realised I love how Chemistry between two people take place, a lot due to the fact we are chemically composed & that our hormones thus play a big role in good equations coming along. Chemistry, being formed.
While doing Physics or as I like to spell it- fizzEEKS, I realised this has to be by far, my favourite part.
& look at what I found from nearly two years back now. Mr. Irish Ballet dancer, this one's for you. (You scribbled on my book :p) That, was me diverting.
& this, is me now realising that with Physics in one day- I should NOT, be doing this. Diverting, that is.
'tataa for now.
*hops away*
Ohh, & don't you think a pogo stick would be so much fun to bounce on? :D
'Lets have some fun this beat is sick. I wanna take a ride on your disco stick.' wth is a disco stick? A'ite before typing in that line I had in mind POGO was what lady gaga was singing about but now, mere seconds later- apparently not.
Hmph. Ohnoo- tht was another two minutes wasted! :o

'but I'm notgonnatalkaboutthat-',

When you're brain dead from addmath the day before and you just have nothing better to do than to squeeze you brain that much more,

(...)

you pull a Taylor Swift. (:

manI'msuchabigasshypocrite.:/
Mr. Sun's up and I am going to toast (:
'Taa, Lovely.

"All those other girls- well yeah they're beautiful but would they write a song for you?"

'five, six, seven, eight- you know it's love when it's willing to wait.'

This is Romeo.
No, he's not dead- he's just utterly bored of me not giving him much attention while I try to figure out how to do addmath for well- long. Seeing he's in this zoned out state you know tht long really is, lonngg. This is Romeo's, 'friend'. Mummy named it 'Friend', possibly because she couldn't think of, or bother coming up with anything else so yeahh- this black and white pooch which used t be Sandra's when she was a little baby is now used as a chewing toy. It's Romeo's, friend.'
He squeaks, and Romeo doesn't like it when you take it away while half of 'friend''s legs are in between Romeo's teeth but I think it's a lot cuter than the other toys Romeo has.
Yesterday, Mummy was playing with Romeo and you know how dogs get you talking weird. It's particularly interesting seeing the parents play with him and all the sometimes, baby talk comes out. :)
Mummy is no exception so while having her fun with the fluffy boy, she said. 'Fetch Friend, Romeo. Go fetchh.' This and that, know the typical 'good boyy Romeo' & whatnot latter, she then said- 'Push Friend Romeo, go Push Friend.'.
After a moment- she, paused.
(...) paused, looked at me and said-
'Okay, that doesn't sound like a very nice thing to say la yeah- Pushh friend? :/'
:) Hee.la.rious.
Lets see what other weird thing the boy will make people uncauntiously say next.
On the plus side though mummy, at least you didn't say- 'Bite Friend.' or 'Chew Friend.' Sighh, poor Friend :) Hokayy, back to longg takess of addmathh.
In text words, back to '+m3'. :)
'taa Lovely.

you, you and youu.

I'm lying on my bed, with my uniform still half on, the sky outside is half grey half cloudy half white- mixed up basically, I have had an incredibly insane sleep pattern the last few weeks which probably in contributing to how my brain feels so totally dead at the worst of times- now that the major spm is here, and to top that off- I messed up my Moral paper & things got messier.
Put into simpler, and less words- I'm feeling very zombie.
If you read my blog, you'd know that I detest Moral not only because it's a pointless subject but because I had a horrible witch like teacher who picks on me like monkeys pick themselves. Every single thing- well most of the time I feel, she has something to say to me.
Her screech voice which pronounces 'Sarah' as 'Saa-raah' too ticks me off often but heck tht wasn't my point when I opened this link on Tyler in my zombie state.
Back to feeling like crap about messing up my paper by which I have a messed up teacher teaching me- school ended inna blur, the lack of sleep didn't help. But then right now, on my red and pink sheets my memory is slowly coming back and I realised I very nearly missed something out.
"You'll be okay, know why? Cause I prayed."
I replied back with a "I prayed too, but I messed my paper up."
It's starting to hit me now, that when I answered that it kind of seems like I'm implying my prayer to Him in my wooden chair before the paper started was not answered. My prayer that I would do well, be able to answer the questions without hitting a point blank and eventually result in a good grade obtained- wasn't answered.
Strangely enough, I'm beginning to see tht maybe He answered it, by saying no.
Which isn't a NOT answering it, it's just an answering in a way I hadn't asked for. And maybe sometimes we're too picky and don't want to, choose not too, refuse, to settle for something other than what we want.
You know? :/
I have to say thought, that if He did choose to say no to my prayer- at least it was a no to thiss, horrible paper and not necessarily another one yet. :/
I guess that's the complicated part. That's the part which is the hardest to decipher, yet at the end of the day- even if it's unable to be seen right now, the most beautiful.
He gives us tiny glimpses, tiny ones that sometimes are so hard to catch up with, but glimpses of Hope nonetheless. & when we DO, realise it in its own twisted way- it's pretty beautiful.

Uniform,mm.

In view of ass-pee-em which begins in less than two hours, the lovelies and me had our little syok sendiri moment in school while it was raining so heavily you could barely hear us.

Either way, with screaming voices, noisy rainpour and a pretty all over the place class, the last day of school (officially) was pretty fun.
So as a preview, or in view of the many pictures to soon come after they have been edited-
'How to prepare for ass-pee-em.'

Okay our 'tips' really have not much use whatsoever, so maybe they shouldn't be taken too seriously.
Ohohh- and get a load of this, I had to cut my nails on the last day of school and take out my yellow earings. WTH?
I think I might actually miss highschool and you, and you, and you, and, youu.
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and heyhoo, look at what I found Sandra Lee.
Our very first time we discovered the camera could be put into a different medium besides air. (:
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I feel pretty old.
Like a little girl who's not supposed to grow up just yet because she still cannot cook herself an egg properly to survive kind of old. You know? :/
xoo, Love.