Unbearably Unspeakable .

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	I think, At some point, Everyone dreams of finding.. An Edward. Someone whose name you call, or whisper. And he’s right there waiting. Someone who hums a lullaby, And holds you close, as you drift off. Someone who seems to just glitter, in the Sunlight, Whose eyes are often Topaz, Warm, And Reassuring. Someone who takes you to dinner, And ignores the pretty waitress. Someone who follows you, Watches you always, Secretly, Just to be sure.. You’re always okay. Someone Romantic, Yet has a good sense of humor. Someone Ancient, Yet Young. Who’ll save your life, No matter what. Who cries when you’re injured. Someone who cleans out even the deadliest wounds, However impossibly hard it may be. Someone to take you to your prom, Dispite your complaints, Who teaches you to waltz, As you stand on his feet. Someone who just knows when it’s time. When forever really means forever. And takes you away, For years to come (taken from )DeviantArt	profile I am Diyanah. I turn 21 this year, come 6th N0vember =))	7629631124665829844 date: Saturday, May 31 time: 12:07 AM I wonder - what makes me me? 303990964016554551 date: Saturday, May 24 time: 12:07 AM 23rd May 2008 - a day I’ll never forget throughout my lifetime. The day of investiture, the day we let go of our duties and such. The 22nd student council has been my family. All the times we spent together, planning the events, having fun – the two orientations, teachers’ day, the prom planning and even the trivial stuffs such as the morning duty. It is indeed true, what Eugene said during his speech – you make new friends, for they will be your family, aside from your family at home. The time spent together, were meaningful, wonderful and memorable. We have gone through thick and thin together, I feel a part of them. It was teary when they started giving out the notes. Even Mr Goh came back for the investiture and gave each of us a card. We spent our last time in the council room, talking. It made me sad, knowing that it was to be our last time we’ll all be sitting together like that. I tried hard not to tear up, but then it just fell when I saw the others crying. We girls had a group hug when some guys came behind us and started throwing flour, starting a series of sabotage, including water and flour. It was fun and the whole council board was screaming and running away. I’ll never forget this day. Wanted to join the council to eat at Toa Payoh/amk but we had already told Ruzaini that we would eat with them, and so we went to Sakura at NP instead. I found out that Hafiz was from my primary school (!!!) Oh gosh, in the next class and I’ve been so oblivious though we were from the same econs class last year. So yeah, plus there was one of the guests from another school who came up to me and introduced himself as one of my primary school schoolmates. I was so embarrassed that I could not even recognize him although he could tell it was me. Was asking Hafiz and even he could remember that guy. Hmm, I guess I’ll have to look through the old primary school pictures then. Speaking of pictures, we took tones of pictures. Just downloaded them to the computer and I realized we took more than 100, in just a short span of a few hours. Yupyup, I remember dragging Madhiah ,the photographer J, around at the reception area and taking pictures with all the people I see. So yeah, shall upload some of them here, for the SC people who do come here, to get them. the course of the investiture the many attempts at taking a group picture The house excos The last day of wearing the blazer, badge etc I LOVE Council =)) 6097643266059475809 date: Saturday, May 17 time: 6:49 PM I’m feeling, HAPPY =)) And I shall stop at that :) 3007846362096827534 date: Thursday, May 8 time: 10:33 PM I really can’t wait for a break!! OMG. Its like, school days are so draggy. Ahh. And today for some unfathomable reason, felt super sleepy and fell asleep in Malay and econ lecture. (!!!) I want break. I want break. I want no school =( The pressure is starting to show. Rehearsals for invest. will take up much of my Tuesdays and Thursday. No more going home early =( Never mind, 15 more days then I’m free! And, something reasonably unexpected happened =)) Ohh, tomorrow’s the last day I’m doing duty. Whee. To tell the truth, I preferred last year shrugs If I start screaming in the middle of something, kindly do not give me the look I won’t be surprised if I grow horizontally anytime soon, given the rate that I’m stuffing stuffs into the mouth. Argh! _____________________________________________ The Slow Down Poem (remedy for BUSY) Have you ever watched kids On a merry-go-round Or listened to the rain lapping on the ground? Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight Or gazed at the sun into the fading night? You better slow down Don't dance so fast Time is short The music won't last. Do you run through each day on the fly? When you ask "How are you?" Do you hear the reply? When the day is done, Do you lie in your bed With the next hundred chores Running through your head? You'd better slow down Don't dance so fast Time is short The music won't last. Ever told your child, We'll do it tomorrow And in your haste, not see his sorrow? Ever lost touch, Let a good friendship die 'Cause you never had time To call and say "Hi"? You'd better slow down Don't dance so fast Time is short The music won't last. When you run so fast to get somewhere You miss half the fun of getting there. When you worry and hurry through your day, It is like an unopened gift.... Thrown away... Life is not a race. Do take it slower Hear the music Before the song is over. `Author Unknown ___________________________________________ I just feel like running along with the wind pushing me along, pulling my hair and screaming at the top of my lungs. I don’t care if I lose my voice like a few weeks back. I just need to get the load of my shoulders. 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