Its only after two weeks the school starts and I am so tired...
Every day I have to stay back after school for school activities or tution.
Oh ya, and the teachers in my class love giving us homework, projects etc...
So, I have to stay up late to finish my work.....Now, I look like a panda with my panda eyes....
I saw the graphic down there that describes my thought perfectly:

Now u noe how I truly feels inside....hehe....
Friday, January 15, 2010
Tired and Stress
Posted by stArwish anGel at 6:52 AM 0 comments
2010
2010!!! Happy New Year everyone!! Since it's a new year, there'll be new hope!
I, stArwish anGel wish u a prosperous new year!!
I believe God will bless all of us through out this new year.
For those students who are sitting UPSR, PMR, SPM or STPM this year, work harder guys!! X)
I'll pray 4 u....and myself as I m sitting my PMR this year.....
NEW YEAR, NEW HOPE, NEW START
GAMBATEH everyone!!
Posted by stArwish anGel at 6:37 AM 0 comments
Friday, November 27, 2009
To my bestest friend,Rachelle Teoh Qian Ning
Between The Miles
Because existence can become severe
in one day,
just sense me and I'll be there.
In the minds eye,
I'm not so far away.
If you hold out your hand,
in the whispers,
I'll become the zephyr.
and besiege you.
If your eye's upon the stars,
in the crystalline darkness,
I'll become the moon.
And the light shall guide you.
If you rest upon the ground,
in the warmth,
I'll become the grass.
And embrace you.
If you turn outside,
in the wetness,
I'll become the rain.
An upon your forehead, kiss you.
If you free the air,
in the light of day,
I'll become the sun.
And smile for you.
Between the miles-
if you need me.
If you need a friend.
Let me be the friend, I want to be.
Posted by stArwish anGel at 6:44 PM 0 comments
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Believe
When all the things I touch should die,
I always look upon the sky.
For it holds clouds of wonder, of bliss,
Like a gentle lovers kiss.
What you want, you shall recieve,
you can see if you believe.
Then why on a person it is so hard,
To love someone but stand their guard.
Because you always want the good,
of me but don't accept the bad.
You think that I'm not good enough,
or the daughter you could have had.
Then you know that I could be,
the best damn girl if I believe.
But that's not easy when you're around,
not cheering me on but pulling me down...
Posted by stArwish anGel at 6:35 AM 0 comments


