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olivia ♥ 250393' Everything I claim mine is yours, not a single thing on Earth did I deserve. The expressions and emotions from the depths of my heart. Take this life, I want to live for you. Let my life be a testimony- that speaks of the things that You've done for me. My life charted out in Your hands, written out before a single day had passed. and novels are my favorite things.

Thursday, August 30, 2007




It won't stop if they don't stop yelling.
It's not the way of working Your problems out.
I can't stand being around this yelling,
So i'm finding my way out.

Wednesday, August 29, 2007



I'm at loss for words.
You say one thing in my face and yet you mean another.
I guess I'll never understand who really are inside.
Forget the things we swore we meant.
It's over.



If you think it's you, it's not.
So dont think so much.

Monday, August 27, 2007

Update.
If you're thinking I wanted to update on my own accord, you're WRONG.
It was Zhi Ying(she doesnt like me to spell it as "zhiying")who made me do it.
She said I very long never blog.
I was like,"HUH? Hellooo! It was only like 3 days ago lor. Like that also long meh? As if I got alot of things to talk about everyday."
Guess what she say?
She said just blog, say "hello" then "goodbye" is counted as blogging.
Worse, she said it's FUN!
I was like,"What's wrong with you lah!"
HAHA! Funneh! xD

Gracia's considering going to physics/chem!
But she actually wants to take Bio cos she want to be a psychologist.
The best part is that she said,"I want to be in the same class as oli."
Obviously I want to take physics/chem cos I seriously CANT take Bio.
Evidence 1:
I cried when I watched CAST AWAY. The part when tom hanks' foot got cut by the coral and his blood was like floating in the sea. And FYI, I was watching it in the cinema. So embarrassing lah.
Evidence 2:
Dont even mention disection or watching a video on it. There are two possibilities. One, I'll faint before the scalpel is even touched. Two, I'll end up puking on my lab partner. Now...whoever's kind enough to be my lab partner, would you please take a step forward and sign up for the auditions.
Gracia didnt exactly say it very loudly, but I could hear it.
And well, that's enough.
Aww...so sweet right! :)

Oh. I'll share with you the THOUGHT FOR THE CENTURY.
"Smile and the world will smile with you."
Inside joke.
Go figure!
HAHA!

Okay.
I guess i'll blog until here. (:
Until next time!

Friday, August 24, 2007

You are who you are for a reason.
You're part of an intricate plan.
You're a precious and perfect unique design,
Called God's special woman or man.

You look like you look for a reason.
Our God made no mistake.
He knit you together within the womb,
You's JUST what He wanted to make.

The parents you had were the ones he chose,
And no matter how you feel,
They were custom-designed with God's plan in mind,
And they bear the Master's seal.

No, that trauma you faced was not easy.
And God wept that it hurt you so;
But it was allowed to shape your heart
So that into His likeness you'd grow.

You are who you are for a reason,
You've been formed by the Master's rod.
You are who you are beloved,
Because there is a God!

-Russell Kelfer

Thursday, August 23, 2007

I was never that close to you.
You were only my good friend.
But after that day when everyone laughed, I realised how much you actually meant to me.
When everyone was laughing at you, I realised I was actually mad.
Mad at them for laughing at you, for laughing at my best friend.
I stayed there for as long as I could, to be there right beside you.
I thought that after that day I'll friendship would grow into something special.
It was something I wished for ever since the start of secondary school.
But I guess it was just wishful thinking on my part, because it never ever did come true.

Just when the exams were around the corner you hurt me deep.
You slammed my book on my table, turned your back and walked away.
I dont know what I was thinking, maybe it was my subconscious mind.
Instead of getting mad at you, the word "Thank you" was what I said.
But after a moment, it started to sink in.
I could not believe it, I didnt know what had gone wrong.
I wasnt in school the past few days and everything had gone all wrong.
You didnt even say "Hi" to me.
Yeah, it did mean alot.
Maybe you didnt really care cos anger was the only thing in your thoughts.

We called to ask you what was wrong.
You said we had left you out, you said we didnt care.
You know I'm not the kind of people who would just say "I Love You" in your face.
But I know somewhere deep in my heart, I thought and cared for you.
Maybe it wasnt enough for you, but now it's just too late.

I was actually mad at you for hurting me so much.
But when I saw you were sad after math, I swallowed my anger, I swallowed my pride and went up to you to show you I cared.
But you still didnt want to open up, and I didnt have the right to probe.
One day you were talking to me, the other you just ignored.
One day I have hope that the five of us would be back together, the other days I doubted so.

I'm really so tired of playing nice, when deep down I'm so hurt.
Even now as I'm writing this, something's stuck in my throat.
The tears running down my cheeks tell me you werent a nobody to me.
If only I could hit the rewind and replay all the memories of you and me, maybe I wont be so sad anymore.
It 's already too late to turn back time for our memories are already gone with the wind.

Sunday, August 5, 2007

What Olivia Means

O is for Openhearted

L is for Legendary

I is for Impressive

V is for Vigorous

I is for Insane

A is for Amorous