Friday, 27 November 2009

Thursday, 26 November 2009

  • The Fall

    I genuinely wanted to help. Really.
    But I knew I was going to fall, so I said I can't anymore.
    I don't know if it was the overlap of the sweetness and saltiness,
    or the too-bright lights. Or perhaps it was the overwhelming heat.
    I don't know, my stomach was churning. I felt weird.
    Then I walked out and my vision blurred.
    So I started to run, and running blindly is aptly accurate.
    I couldn't see. So that's when it happened.

    I fell. And I felt the softness of the carpet, and all of a sudden
    That sharp pain. And the blood.
    Despite it all, PROM HOW?

Sunday, 04 October 2009

  • Mother says, Go Study

      
    This time round, I really have to study. I'd have to apply now if I'm going overseas..right? And I'd need projected grades. And my projected grades are like shit and none of the teachers think I will do well anyway. So what am I to do? I hate not studying last year. Okay I don't know what will happen next year. But all I want to do is, get out of the examination venue on the last day of November knowing that I tried my best for all my papers. Self-control Elaine. Study hard.

    I'm a nerd and I enjoy today cus studying is my hobby.
     

Friday, 02 October 2009

  • Mid-Autumn Festival

    Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

    I was hoping I could walk around the streets with a paper lattern, the sort that will burn when you don't hold it properly. Or perhaps, to just return back to the old-school seeing familiar faces. Maybe, the whole point was to just try my luck to see anyone for that matter. Yet again, I can't ask too much with a swollen eye. Seems like my eye will grow to the size of a golf-ball before any major examinations. A tiny piece of mooncake with loud karaoke and the family. Not that bad of a choice, afterall. 

    I can always wait for next year.

Monday, 21 September 2009

Sunday, 14 June 2009

Friday, 12 June 2009

  • Just One Word,



    “ 
    I have this theory that the more important and intimate the emotion, the fewer the words are required to express it. For instance, in dating, “Will you go out with me?” Six words. “I truly care for you.” Five words. “You matter to me.” Four words. “I love you.” Three words. “Marry me.” Two words. So what’s left? What’s the most important and intimate word you can ever say to somebody? It’s “goodbye".

    J. Michael Straczynski

Saturday, 21 March 2009

  • Study


    Terms next week.

    Good luck all.

    Die.


  • Everything means nothing,

    If I ain't got you.

    "It just bothers me because you never really do know if he cares or if it’s just a facade. He could tell you that your his “only one,” but how do you know he won’t turn around and say it to someone else too? Relationships are hard and a lot of people say that it doesn’t work without trust, and yeah, that’s true. But I think in order to be compeletely head over heels, you have to be willing to be stupid. You have to be willing to fall."



    There were some things I wanted to tell him. But I knew they would hurt him. So I buried them and let them hurt me.
    — Jonathan Safran Foer

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  • isoffending
    HI, HONEY! now, one day i'll ferry you to a posh place for eating in a lamborghini. :D dont be sad, and if you are a mechanical doll you are the prettiest one ever. I miss secondary life although it pretty much sucked.. recess was cheaper :( love from amber!
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    My beloved E, I must meet you before I go back. I have 5 days left! Must meet must meet!! lovelovelove, B