Coltemonikha-Fantastic Fantasy

Boats and Birds Cover by Raisia

If you'll be my star
I'll be your sky
You can hide underneath me and come out at night
When I turn jet black and you show off your light
I live to let you shine
I live to let you shine

And you can sky-rocket away from me
And never come back if you find another galaxy
Far from here with more room to fly
Just leave me your stardust to remember you by

If you be my boat
I'll be your sea
The depth of pure blue just to probe curiosity
Ebbing and flowing and pushed by a breeze
I live to make you free
I live to make you free

But you can set sail to the west if you want to
And past the horizon till I can't even see you
Far from here where the beaches are wide
Just leave me your wake to remember you by

If you'll be my star
I'll be your sky
You can hide underneath me and come out at night
When I turn jet black and you show off your light
I live to let you shine
I live to let you shine

But you can sky-rocket away from me
And never come back if you find another galaxy
Far from here with more room to fly
Just leave me your stardust to remember you by
Stardust to remember you by

-Boats and Birds by Gregory And The Hawk

Connie Francis - Siboney

How to get up, eat breakfast and get ready for work in 5 mins!

for all of us crazy busy sec 4 ppl

a reminder

cheer up natty! jiayou!

new poetry blogs

www.fistfulofstars.blogspot.com
www.firefled.blogspot.com

i really should stop creating blogs on a whim. i have too many whims. but oh well.

Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

-by Robert Frost

Utada Hikaru - Sakura Drops

HEY Y'ALL

i need tuition for amath (and or) emath so if you know or go to any good private tutors/tuition centres please recommend! kthxbye~<3

Because I Am A Girl

Billie Holiday - Strange Fruit

Southern trees bear strange fruit,
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.

Pastoral scene of the gallant south,
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth,
Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh,
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop,
Here is a strange and bitter crop.

by Lewis Allen

The Tragedy of Sam and Lisa

Lisa had a strong dislike of Sam. Sam sent her flowers. Lisa still disliked him, but marginally less so. Sam sent her an overstuffed teddy bear. Lisa loved the overstuffed teddy bear (she named it Tim) but she still could not help but continue to feel a certain dislike of Sam. Sam burnt her CDs, bought her books, and attempted to serenade her with a secondhand CF Martin Dreadnought DX1R. Lisa then realised with some alarm, that her dislike for Sam though still there, grew less and less. This just wouldn’t do, Lisa decided,a little flustered, this just wouldn’t do.

Lisa made it a point to ignore Sam when he talked to her but he just wouldn’t ignore her when she talked to him. She smiled at him like she would smile at anybody else. She laughed at his jokes as she would laugh at anybody else’s. She comforted him after his terrible mid years as she would comfort any other friend. She kissed him like she would kiss any other boy. Then she kissed him a little bit harder but that didn’t matter anymore because at that very moment, a wayward comet fell from the sky and set them both on fire

My Drive Thru - Santogold, Julian Casablancas, N.E.R.D produced by Pharrell

awesome video

natty says:
like i'm amazed at the emoness of the entire island voices
Phantomunmasked Captain Kathryn Janeway says:
hah
Phantomunmasked Captain Kathryn Janeway says:
yeah
natty says:
like sheer emoness
Phantomunmasked Captain Kathryn Janeway says:
totally
Phantomunmasked Captain Kathryn Janeway says:
that's kind of like why i don't really like singaporean stuff.
Phantomunmasked Captain Kathryn Janeway says:
very emo.
natty says:
and forever waxing lyrical about tradition vs modernity and how we are a lost generation of cultureless vultures
Phantomunmasked Captain Kathryn Janeway says:
haha
Phantomunmasked Captain Kathryn Janeway says:
yes.
Phantomunmasked Captain Kathryn Janeway says:
in a way it's true but it's OVER DONE
Phantomunmasked Captain Kathryn Janeway says:
like bad steak
natty says:
it pisses me off.
Phantomunmasked Captain Kathryn Janeway says:
me too.
natty says:
because singaporeans think so lousily of themselves
natty says:
heck we don't even have decent local chick lit
Phantomunmasked Captain Kathryn Janeway says:
haha
Phantomunmasked Captain Kathryn Janeway says:
well.
Phantomunmasked Captain Kathryn Janeway says:
agreed.
natty says:
like the closest is catherine lim but that not really because it historical or something.
Phantomunmasked Captain Kathryn Janeway says:
haha
Phantomunmasked Captain Kathryn Janeway says:
yeah.
natty says:
you know our culture is fully comfortable with itself when we can write chick lit
Phantomunmasked Captain Kathryn Janeway says:
that's why we need NATTY!
Phantomunmasked Captain Kathryn Janeway says:
haha
Phantomunmasked Captain Kathryn Janeway says:
the chick lit person xiah!
natty says:
eh no lah haha but yeah i want to write chick lit
natty says:
like watch out stephanie meyer
natty says:
rawr

the cardigans - please sister