Econecons

I received econs results today.
29. I couldnt believe it . i was quite expecting at least 30.
I went home and checked. indeed i answered those questions wrongly.
I shall no be a loser and comment on whats over.
But what comes in the days ahead. I'll make these econ bitches pay me back double for the insult they dealt me today.
Ok!!! disappointment aside!!!
Myyyyy cutest friend has found her bliss! =D

Friday

Everything else didn't matter today. Not the 3 tests. Nor how crappy the jap test might have gone.
When I received a gift from the lil silly and sweet mouse... "For you...all the best for your test later..."(knowing i had 3 tests today), suddenly I found my inner peace that I was trying so hard to find.
Thanks minnie! you're my happy fruit! =)

To the others reading this. DONT THINK TOO MUCH. lol.

Take it off

Someone take off my mask... and award me best actor please.
Let my mask crumble. I cant hold it up anymore.
How can i still pretend to be happy.

Stirred.

Love can bring a fire to your heart...
and peace to your mind...
Yet why has it...
Stirred a storm in mine...
Some are dirty, some are clean
What does it take for me to win?
A mask too many,
A smile too faint...
Have you noticed that I'm in pain?
Sometimes i ponder why we don't say the things we want to say...
Now time has taken the chance away.

Let the fire Burnnnnnn

Once upon a time there was monstrous beast, heart of ice yet burning eyes of fire.
Its destiny was to meet a fair lady, whose kindness would touch its heart and tame the beast.
So she came…and it did bring… a fire in its heart…but peace to its mind.
The fiery anger it stopped to breathe.
But one day, the beast was forsaken…
It thought that it had met its destiny… but destiny was but a fickle bitch.
The heart of the beast froze again…
The beast having once experienced warmth, no longer sees meaning in the cold.
”I just wanna sleep and never awaken

Nothing in this world can replace what you’ve taken”
So the dangerous beast did… fall into eternal slumber…

Never wanting to be awoken again...


Mankind celebrated. Their haughtiness clouded their minds.
In circles they danced… around the sleeping beast
Poisoning the air with mockery.
The beast was asleep, but it’s pride wasnt
What wrath would one incur…

To kill a man’s pride…

Yet to threaten that of a beast
It just wanted to sleep and never awaken

Yet again its pride was taken.

A fire in its eyes… and hell on its mind.


The mugger toads have awaken me.
Challenge me and... watch them burn.

The Ugly Duckling

Do you remember the story of the ugly duckling?

the poor duckling was driven about by every one; even his brothers and sisters were unkind to him, and would say, “Ah, you ugly creature, I wish the cat would get you,” and his mother said she wished he had never been born. The ducks pecked him, the chickens beat him, and the girl who fed the poultry kicked him with her feet. So at last he ran away, frightening the little birds in the hedge as he flew over the palings.

“They are afraid of me because I am ugly,” he said. So he closed his eyes, and flew still farther, until he came out on a large moor, inhabited by wild ducks. Here he remained the whole night, feeling very tired and sorrowful.

out oOne evening, just as the sun set amid radiant clouds, there came a large flock of beautiful birdsf the bushes. The duckling had never seen any like them before. They were swans, and they curved their graceful necks, while their soft plumage shown with dazzling whiteness.

“I will fly to those royal birds,” he exclaimed, “and they will kill me, because I am so ugly, and dare to approach them; but it does not matter: better be killed by them than pecked by the ducks, beaten by the hens, pushed about by the maiden who feeds the poultry, or starved with hunger in the winter.”

“Kill me,” said the poor bird; and he bent his head down to the surface of the water, and awaited death.

But what did he see in the clear stream below? His own image; no longer a dark, gray bird, ugly and disagreeable to look at, but a graceful and beautiful swan.


Do you remember, this story? were you born ugly too? but even if you've truly become a swan...
Somewhere in your heart, don't you still think that you're still the same ugly duckling too?

Fire and mind.

Her playful brown eyes met mine
I stopped for a moment..
Suddenly everything seemed so fine

She strikes a fire in my heart
Yet bringing peace into my mind

Her tired but cheerful smile caught my eye
I stood there silly
Den I couldnt get her off my mind

She strikes a fire in my heart
Yet bringing peace into my mind

A fire she ignited
A world awoken
And den I felt alive.