i wore black
from head to toe today.
black shirt,
black skirt,
black tights,
black shoes.
my hair is not black though,
my mood is not black either.
these days,
i have to really wear my smile out-front
so to convince 5B,
that i am not in bad mood,
that i'm not going to scold them,
that i'm not going to hurt the door.
if the door had to be admitted to the hospital that day,
i'm sure many of them will be visiting it.
they have come to love the door,
they have come to realise its existence.
they have finally open their eyes,
to see that there are things around them,
there are people around them.
it's not just self, self, self.
i'm glad,
i've inked the 100-odd days theory
in their head,
in their mind,
in their heart.
well, at least in some of them.
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it was a nice chat,
sleeping-through-everything girl.
thankyou.
and thankyou for the song.
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i listened to Smashing Pumpkins' Perfect
for 7 times today.
4 times to school,
3 times back from school.
it has found its perfect spot in my car now.
perfect.
thankyou for that email,
it was perfect.
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PERFECT - Smashing Pumpkins
I know we're just like old friends
We just can't pretend
That lovers make amends
We are reasons so unreal
We can't help but feel that something has been lost
But please you know you're just like me
Next time I promise we'll be
Perfect Perfect Perfect
strangers down the line
Lovers out of time
Memories unwind
So far I still know who you are
But now I wonder who I was...
Angel, you know it's not the end
We'll always be good friends
The letters have been sent on
So please, you always were so free
You'll see, I promise we'll be
Perfect Perfect
strangers when we meet
Strangers on the street
Lovers while we meet
Perfect
You know this has to be
We always we're so free
We promised that we'd be
Perfect
reader k | 7/27/2005 08:21:00 PM |
