Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Beyond This Door.

So they tell me about timing. What lies behind it, what it tells you, right at that moment when you need feedback.


Don't you see
that more than you could know or hope for
Lies beyond this door
Like a treasure buried deep it waits
To be discovered, waits to be released

Open up your heart
For just a moment let true freedom take its hold
And I promise you that what you'll find
Is more than what you've always preconceived

This life's not long
Like a breath it comes and goes
So unguard your heart
Let these walls around you fall

If you could see beyond the here and now
I know that everything would change
But you're hard and scarred by what the past
Has made you into
Shaped what you believe

I know you've been failed
And I know that you've tried
It's always the same
Time and time again

But you have to know
That nobody else
Can stand in your place
and face the crowds

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Okay i know you guys have been asking me everyday in college about that list i'm suppose to make but i really don't have a list to make la. Not that i'm shy or anything, you know i can't wait to rip all of you off anyway ;) I'll come up with at least one thing by the end of this week ok. (what do you guys think about that room i want all by myself as a present? wanna make it come true? haha)

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you know how sometimes you try coming up with so many awesome things to tell maybe, your close ones or whoever just to make yourself sound fine, like everything's rockin' and shit. But you obviously know it yourself that it's just because you don't wanna seem so vulnerable and low. Who're you kidding, really.

It's a busy month. I'm sure I'm not the only one who's stressing out. I need to list down the things i'm left to do for the semester before my finals:

-IB test TOMORROW
-Econs ISU essay on Friday
-IB video and presentation on Monday
-IDC presentation outline on Monday
-Econs seminar presentation on Tuesday
-IDC ISU presentation due Wednesday

Thanks to Shal for taking up a bigger task in our IDC preparation. This will pass. Yes, we will all be fine. Pfft.

Hello again, books.
sharon.

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