Come, let me sing into your ear;
Those dancing days are gone,
All that silk and satin gear;
Crouch upon a stone,
Wrapping that foul body up
In as foul a rag:
I carry the sun in a golden cup.
The moon in a silver bag.

For some unknown reason, I'm finding the lyrics to the song 'Those Dancing Days Are Gone' by Carla Bruni (which was originally a poem by Yeats titled the same name) highly attractive. Perhaps it was the way she sung it, the laid back style, the whisper-y voice in combination with the distinctive accents. Its been stuck in my head for the past week.

Go have a listen if you have time.
Another recommendation are the music videos by Kings of Convenience.
I love that duo.

have a nice day,
(yes, while I have to face up with my math quiz at the very start of the morning, all before the holidays begin)

- Bee <3

what do I do if I...
can't get myself to stop thinking about you
?



I really can't.

<3 Bee

Another Rainy Day

Once again, these small things that are happening before me are shaping up how I see the world...Though things like these happen every now and then, I don't know why but its seemed particularly big on me today. Perhaps its the weather. Well I'll blame the weather anyway.

One, that you could never be really sure what the future is like: For me, if I'm desperate for something that's about to happen, most likely, the situation would fail me. For instance, I'd really want to see someone on the following day or I'd really hope that I'd be able to do a particular little something - no matter how certain you are that its going to happen without question, they just somehow tend to be able to squeeze out from the strict routines in life and not appear when you want them. I thought I'd see him in class today, turns out he was sick. I have been waiting for this class to happen...

Two, though you can't predict the future, its no reason to think the worst out of it: I'm not particularly pessimistic, but on a day that's wet and cold, who'd have known that an afternoon session of rugby on a grass pitch would be so much fun? Its all like the pre-Outward Bound trauma again. I should open up to new ideas and besides, its always because you've given your heart into the process that makes it fun. I ran my butt off and got grass all over my sneakers this afternoon and it felt highly highly productive :]

to Mr.F: get well soon!

<3 Bee

Gossip, Gossip, Gossip!

Like gossiping?

Then expect gossip to come back smashing you on the face. Remember: what goes around comes around, so if you're not careful with who you tell things to, the results of that, depending on the issue, could be serious.

Just...expect the worse whenever you let a rumour seep out from your mind,
though a much smarter way to do this is to think before you speak.

<3 Bee

Photo: sticker photos taken on Jenny's Birthday

Ever Fallen In Love?

Ever fallen in love with someone
Ever fallen in love
In love with someone
Ever fallen in love
In love with someone
You shouldn't've fallen in love with

- The Buzzcocks

What would you do if you ever fall in love with someone you shouldn't?

Help. That's what I'm fumbling with a.t.m. ...
I'm even in a position where I'm sort of not allowed to let him know, not because he has been tied to someone else but just that things would become rather awkward within the next two years of my studies...

*sigh

<3>

Academics is life, NAHT.

Ever felt really comfortable after experiencing an intense, but largely productive day?

I like it when the most is made out of things, whether its money, time or effort. I hate the idea of procrastination, slacking between time when I should be working. Though this doesn't mean that I don't do things at the last minute (a far too regular practice of mine, a habit that should be cut off), I would...get the best out of the time I am given to be able to take a rest, and then use the remaining hours to work away like a maniac. This ensures me that I would have the best time while I'm on a break and I would be working, whether it is the energy that has been regained or the guilt of not working, at the highest productivity rate.

I know I'm already in my 6th year of Secondary school and I should've realized this way before: call me stupid, but I've just realized how useful asking questions in class / interacting with subject teachers could be! I'm very lucky this year I guess: all of my teachers are excellent, and they are the people who would guide me through in the next two years :) I guess I've been, in the previous years, discouraged to inquire bout unfamiliar areas of the topic in class due to the pressure of the other people I'm sitting with + the teachers. I've always been weak at math and science, and the thought of asking questions have brought me to think that it'd just make me feel like a doofus if I did ask anything.

Well, I guess not anymore, and thank god for that :)

I have to get my grades up.
UP UP UP UP UP to a 38 :]
Chinese: 5 ->6
English:5 (could I improve?)
Math: 4->5
Art:6
Econ:5->6
EVS: 5->6

+ 3 points for TOK, EE, CAS...

that's only 37. So I do have to work harder on English.

<3 Bee

Haven't been blogging for quite some time now.
Had a xanga. Still have a xanga. And a myspace.
Am still facebooking.
Thought I'd never get a Blogger but hey, here I am.
Sorry if you find me a bore. I really don't know what to write about.

But hey, here's one thing I'm confused about.
Are there any rules one has to follow between the time a member of the family (my grandma to be precise) passed away til her funeral? Any occasions when I'm not supposed to go out?
I'm..not quite familiar to the procedures, really.

Fridays are becoming boring: Gossip Girl's season one's ended!
BOOO =[

<3 Bee