日曜日, 2月 07, 2010
You make it through the pain,
6:19 午後
With every step you climb another mountainAdam Lambert - No Boundaries;
Every breath it's harder to believe
You make it through the pain,
Weather the hurricanes to get to that one thing
Just when you think the road is going nowhere
Just when you almost gave up on your dreams
They take you by the hand and show you that you can
There are no boundaries
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a call came from far far away again,
(:
the voice, the sounds.
it made me think of the breeze against our hair,
whipping it against our faces;
the water rushing against our feet as we sat on the deck of the dhoni,
the blue waters clearer than water from the swimming pool.
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i'll always remember this,
the prize for AB team as somehow we got full attendance for beach cleaning (:
a buffet lunch at Valtur resort,
and the ride on the hi-life cruise which was superbbbbbbbbb.
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standing upright & proud in our uniforms (:
despite the initial "ergh" at having to wear the sarong after the comfortable pants i wore for my first outlet,
somehow i grew to like them & one random fine day...
me: shannny lets exchange uniforms to try! :D
the tiny mirror where sometimes three/four of us would be crowding in front of..
it felt so good to always come back and have people to talk to.
not that i was always early, or that i was energetic enough to speak, or that i loved that it was rowdy in the room
but it definitely did lift my spirits when i felt like grumbling and i knew people were there to listen, to make me laugh.
i never had the fortune of having to come home with sisters and brothers to make fun of me, to laugh at/with me, to just randomly eat/drink with, watch tv with, talk with.
yet i was blessed with two other (aside from shan) wonderful sisters for my three months!
and the family extends!
yes, not to mention the countless surprise birthday parties we had,
blowing tons and tons of balloons,
drawing faces on the balloons to represent each and everyone of us...
the last scene we remember of our home for an unforgettable three months,
last day, last scenes,
but it was the first time no books/files were on my bed,
the first time my cubicle was to be empty in three months.
and as we left,
me and shan knew the room would never feel the same again.
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hmmm
40tabs, 3msn, 2MWord, 1notepad file,
13hours of no rest,
& my laptop crashes!
thank goodness for google chrome RESTORE button even after the system switches off.
my MWord file wasn't as fortunate and turned into some entire document of unreadable signals, but i count my blessings as i did upload the file half an hour before the file was lost.
somehow i grew to like them & one random fine day...
me: shannny lets exchange uniforms to try! :D
 |
the tiny mirror where sometimes three/four of us would be crowding in front of..
it felt so good to always come back and have people to talk to.
not that i was always early, or that i was energetic enough to speak, or that i loved that it was rowdy in the room
but it definitely did lift my spirits when i felt like grumbling and i knew people were there to listen, to make me laugh.
i never had the fortune of having to come home with sisters and brothers to make fun of me, to laugh at/with me, to just randomly eat/drink with, watch tv with, talk with.
yet i was blessed with two other (aside from shan) wonderful sisters for my three months!
 |
and the family extends!
 |
 |
 |
 |
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yes, not to mention the countless surprise birthday parties we had,
blowing tons and tons of balloons,
drawing faces on the balloons to represent each and everyone of us...
(some burst, some deflated with time, and sabrina's was the last one standing :)
good times with the girls,
gorgeous sunsets,
even on the last day when me and shan decided to weather the rough waves to not let go of that one chance,
that one last chance to kayak out and be that close to the most amazing scene,
and everything we left behind..
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good times with the girls,
gorgeous sunsets,
 |
even on the last day when me and shan decided to weather the rough waves to not let go of that one chance,
that one last chance to kayak out and be that close to the most amazing scene,
 |
and everything we left behind..
 |
the last scene we remember of our home for an unforgettable three months,
 |
last day, last scenes,
but it was the first time no books/files were on my bed,
the first time my cubicle was to be empty in three months.
 |
and as we left,
me and shan knew the room would never feel the same again.
-
hmmm
40tabs, 3msn, 2MWord, 1notepad file,
13hours of no rest,
& my laptop crashes!
thank goodness for google chrome RESTORE button even after the system switches off.
my MWord file wasn't as fortunate and turned into some entire document of unreadable signals, but i count my blessings as i did upload the file half an hour before the file was lost.
but i think i can no longer process "critical analytical skills" to complete my research paper.
blog ©-emiko
