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Monday, May 04, 2009 @ about 4:37 PM
breathe

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today, i was sitting on my bed and
observing the spectrum on my wooden floors.
the sunlight was creeping in through the window.
i took a picture with my miserable 2.0megapixels camera phone.
i'd never seen anything so splendid before.
(the spectrum, not the picture)


i made my way to my window and peered out.
the weather was unusually perfect
and the sky seemed to shimmer with possibilities! =D
i opened my window and, on impulse, i screamed.
"WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"


it wasn't enough. i wanted more.


"WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"


more! more! more!


"WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"


exploding with satisfaction,
i heard the echo of my shill scream accompanied by the chirping of birds.
it felt so good.
i laughed at the clueless people downstairs at the streets,
looking around,
probably expecting to see
a female barbarian brandishing a dead animal.
hah!


i was about to shut the window
when i spotted two boys at the opposite 30-storey-high block.
they were throwing paper planes down
from the corridor of the 28th storey!
i watched with glee.


one of the paper planes crashed after half a minute of floating around.
the other paper plane flew,
as free as the southern wind,
carried by the breeze
...as carefree as can be.
i stared longingly and enviously at it.
if flew for a minute or two, cherishing its moment of freedom,
which was all it had before it crashed.


i closed the window
and started to make my way back to my spot on the bed.
halfway, i stopped and headed back to the window.
i opened it.


"WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"





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La vita e' bella. life is beautiful.
i dont know how come i'd never noticed,
but you only live once.
just like the paper plane.
La vita e' bella. life is beautiful.




*




talk on the phone until you fall asleep.
laugh at yourself.
run in the rain, and fall while you're at it.
hug a friend.
hug all friends.
make a parent angry.
make a parent smile.
laugh at a teacher.
apologize afterwards.
make new friends.
bake cookies!
laugh for no reason in particular.
scream.
watch your favourite movie five times in a row.
watch the sunrise.
watch the sunset.
sit on the grass.
lay on the grass.
go to the beach.
learn an instrument.
learn a new language.
write a song.
write another song.
call up the radio station and dedicate a song.
give surprises.
throw paper planes out the window.
go downstairs and recycle them.
score As. (or Bs, at least)
spam blogs of people you despise.
watch them make a fool of themselves by fighting back.
wake up with perfect hair.
buy new shoes.
buy new socks.
buy socks with rainbow prints!
sing to the stars.
pat a cat.
pat a dog (unapplicable if this is a religious offence) .
call an old friend.
prankcall an old friend.
prankcall everyone!
write a list, any list.
lipsynch and dance behind locked doors.
wear neon pink tights.
engage in a ten-minute long conversation with the mama shop mama.
cut your own hair.
buy tissues from the tissue-paper-$1-lady.
smile to strangers.
talk to strangers.
hug strangers. (?!)
say La vita e' bella five times a day.
create a facebook account and deactivate it and activate it.
repeat.
donate money.
spoil yourself with unnecessary Body Shop lotions.
blow bubbles in the streets.
smile at anyone who throws you dirty looks.
tarnish your reputation because who cares.
fly.
fly, fly and fly.



yes, today, i am the happiest girl in the world.
nothing can bring me down... for now.
(=





Literature paper tomorrow.
and it's okay if i don't regain my A.
... i'll do my best. i'll be happy

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