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Tuesday, November 11, 2008 @ 10:31 PM

mamamia~ i'm back ^^
notice my introduction sounds rather...erm cheesy.
but who cares right?

well i would say that today is rather a fruitful day for jaz!
this is because all of her time is being occupied,
not a split second for her to rest, k lah i'm aware that i am abit agg here (:

normal routine where i wake up early
and get things ready for school.
and i must say that my day start off quite well.
someone who board the same bus as me,
living in the same condo [but not under one roof x)]
gave me a "daily bible book".

thank you uncle~! hahas
i will make good use of it!

although i kind of dislike you abit. ^^

today is cognitive module on "metaphor"
and we have to come out with songs that have metaphor in it.
and just to share with you guys what my group come out with .

My heart was like a desert that needed the rain desperately

seeking for a chance,

So dry, cracked the heat of emptiness

scouring my whole heart

Yearned for purpose,

For reason, for hope.
My mind races far far away, Over the oceans
Gliding through the clouds ,Looking for you

No I am not lonely

As long as I have
The memories
Flowing through my mind
Like the water
Circulating again and again

Winding down life’s road
we start to see the end
But to a new beginning for her to start again
Like the rain collected on the limb of a old birch tree
Inevitable only so it can grow and thrive...

nice? (: