Wednesday, October 06, 2010.

Been an awesome six years here. Helped me through a great deal. To bigger, better things like wordpress. If you are still interested, you will find it easily.

Monday, March 30, 2009. A new place to rant. And this is how it ended for me. Thanks to weiting, thomas, kelvin, simyee and liren. For all the fabulous choreos. And to the other dancers in RH,. The atmosphere was super hyped up at the last show. Raffles hall was a bang man.

The life and times of a law student struggling to survive in school, hall and at home. Sleepless nights reading copious amounts of material still came to nought.

Or you can call me Samantha. Previously from IJ toa payoh. Too and always remember, You can take the girl out of the Convent, but never the Convent out of the girl. I love gege, jiejie and didi. I love MEIMEI and DAJIE. I love all seniors and juniors. I love GOLF and HANDBELLS. I love black and blue and orange and red.

You look a little sad these days. I seldom write about you. I never do in fact probably, but this reminded me of how we were last time. Then I started thinking what will happen tomorrow. Will the girl head home and sob helplessly, and endlessly? Then I think about l.

it is no longer i who live but Christ who lives in me. July 6, 2012 by walkingbroken. Sitting, sneakers perched on the horizontal support of. My high chair, watching, waiting, for the world to pass. To and fro, as my slight, bitter latte cools and mellows,. Awash in milky foam, while the sounds of Fiona Apple. Seep into the bedrock of my soul. How we delight in these snatches of time. March 3, 2011 by walkingbroken. The fraying grows more apparent,. Cords snap and whip around.