♥Every saint has a past;every sinner has a future.

she walks in beauty,
like the night of cloudless climes and starry skies;
and all that's best of dark and bright
meet in her aspect and her eyes.
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i have hee-yuge dreams, and i'm currently working my way to achieving them.
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[ Wednesday, August 08, 2007 ]

6:36 PM

admit it.

I suddenly remembered this song yesterday while preparing my stuff to study.

Brent used this song in the Visualisation. This song too has many meanings.
I cried even harder when I heard about the 'father' and 'passed away'.
I am very emotional at times(not sensitive),especially when people talk about my parents.
Because Adam Khoo had successfully reminded me about my parents' sacrifices,and boy,is that driving me to give my all.

I hope you guys enjoy it as much as I ~~did~~ do.

The Living Years- Mike and the Mechanics

Every generation
Blames the one before
And all of their frustrations
Come beating on your door

I know that I'm a prisoner
To all my Father held so dear
I know that I'm a hostage
To all his hopes and fears
I wish I could have told him in the living years

Crumpled bits of paper
Filled with imperfect thought
Stilted conversations
I'm afraid that's all we've got

You say you just don't see it
He says its perfect sense
You just can't get agreement
In this present tense
We all talk a different language
Talking in defence

Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
Its too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye

So we open up a quarrel
Between the present and the past
We only sacrifice the future
Its the bitterness that lasts

So don't yield to the fortunes
You sometimes see as fate
It may have a new perspective
On a different day
And if you don't give up,and don't give in
You may just be O.K.

Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
Its too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye

I wasn't there that morning
When my father passed away
I didn't get to tell him
All the things I had to say

I think I caught his spirit
Later that same year
I'm sure I heard his echo
In my baby's new born tears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years

Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
Its too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye
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Its true,right? There are many a times when someone unexpectedly says something nice to me and I was so overwhelmed I forgot to respond and then the conversation ends abruptly-just like that.And I leave with the heavy burden of regret.Because I knew that time would never come again.(Anyway,I didn't fight with my Dad nor is he dying,its just that the lyrics were like that.haha!)
Okay that's that.

Today's National Day celebration at school was good.Had lotsa fun taking pictures!I will update them soon=)

Till then, life isn't a bed of roses. But I've learnt to grow my own petals so that my future will be a bed of roses.

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