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DANCE
the vertical expression of a horizontal desire legalized by music
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Dancer yyk NHDS♥; 18051995; yyk_1995@hotmail.com People
Yanying SiewBoon Karmun Sherrry Pamela Nicholas Evelyn Sining Amanda Jingwen Jinglin Kelly Kityarn Michelle Nicolette Sixiu Xuanlin Yanting Yingpei Yingying Yuwen Yvonne Zoe Alfreda Chanhong Gindelin Huiping Joanna Leila Natalie Xuejing Xuening Charlene Justina Noreen DONT CLICK HERE! Credits Designer: Anonymous Pictures: istockphoto |
Monday, November 23, 2009, 12:30 AM
When you lose grip and disconnect Happy ending - Mika This is the way you left me,I'm not pretending. No hope, no love, no glory, No Happy Ending. Wake up in the morning, stumble on my life Can't get no love without sacrifice If anything should happen, I guess I wish you well A little bit of heaven, but a little bit of hell This is the hardest story that I've ever told No hope, or love, or glory Happy endings gone forever more I feel as if I'm wasted And I'm wastin' every day This is the way you left me, I'm not pretending. No hope, no love, no glory, No Happy Ending. This is the way that we love, Like it's forever. Then live the rest of our life, But not together. 2 o'clock in the morning, something's on my mind Can't get no rest; keep walkin' around If I pretend that nothin' ever went wrong, I can get to my sleep I can think that we just carried on This is the hardest story that I've ever told No hope, or love, or glory Happy endings gone forever more I feel as if I'm wasted And I'm wastin' every day This is the way you left me, I'm not pretending. No hope, no love, no glory, No Happy Ending. This is the way that we love, Like it's forever. Then live the rest of our life, But not together. A Little bit of love, little bit of love Little bit of love, little bit of love[repeat] This is the way you left me, I'm not pretending. No hope, no love, no glory, No Happy Ending. This is the way that we love, Like it's forever. To live the rest of our life, But not together. /. Shaking with fatigue, but i can't close my eyes. thoughts are haunting me. Is it plain insomnia? or the stark realization that this life's built on a stack of lies? both? perhaps. i don;t know. I'm too tired to even attempt to think. looking back, i wonder how our brains worked at the age of 6, how is such naivety possible? ignorance is bliss. but there's always a thirst to know more, it's just human nature, isn't it? On a side note, there is a fine line between thirst for knowledge and the urge to gossip. okay, enough of all this crap talk. /. Dance(: shall not post about the exact things that happened, if you want information you can go view everyone's blog. the whole week of consecutive dance practice was brilliant, on the whole. i admit, i wasn't on 100% all the time. sometimes i feel so fab that i might just fall down and die. sidetracking: we might have missed the meteor shower, but guess what? the whole entire week of dance practice, we had 'shooting stars' in our hands! :D don't despair if you didn't get to make wishes, we can all wish/hope/pray on saturday:) good luck for open house. i think i've managed to achieve my holiday goal of spamming dance. it is a good thing, because, when i dance, i don't have to be reminded of problems. the more drained of energy i am, the better it is. at least i don't have to bother. thank god for NHDS, anyhow art, chingay, ballet, etc. most of all to laoshi:) god, i can't believe i'm starting to tear at mika's happy ending and five for fighting's superman. especially the latter, the lyrics are fab. mika's a one off. i usually hate mika's songs. too cheerful for my liking. like the new one, we are golden. totally cannot stand that song. gah. speaking of which, i can't understand the big hooha about jap and korean stuff, like smds, girls generation, wondergirls, super junior etc. no, seriously. i can't actually imagine why people can become such hardcore fans. i don't know the first thing about them. -.- which leads to me being inevitably stoning whenever a convo about these celebs start in front of me. i don't mind, actually. really. come to think of it, i spend a lot of time stoning anyway, so, not much difference, is there? I'm losing touch, losing grip of the last straw. but to wait till i hear the promise of a lifetime, i fear it might be too late it's a little bit of heaven, a little bit of hell goodbye for now since fate does not allow. |