feels like i'm walking in the rain
trying to wash away the pain
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Wednesday, March 25, 2009 @ 11:36 PM
Happy Birthday
It's my birthday today. My Special Day. The day when I was born. But sadly it wasn't the best birthday I had in my life. Oh well.

Remember this date: 25. March

:D

The Birthday Girl,
Ezann.

25. Marcher. 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009 @ 10:59 PM
A Poem...
This is for a friend J whom I know will understand what I've written in this poem of mine:

You are all the things I want you to be
All my hopes and dreams,
The sun in my storm
The rice in my fields
You are all the things you are, made of fantasy

The fire in my cold dark nights
The smiles in my darkest of days
The wheat of my bread
The Grass in my Garden
You are all the things you are, made of fantasy

You’re the colours that brighten my black and white life
The wind that cools down my sweating back
The apron on my father’s wife.
The cement that patched up my wall’s crack
You are all the things you are, made of fantasy

But yet, washed away you are like the sands on the beach
The mud on the marbled floor
And the dirt on the soles of my feet

You are all the things I want you to be
My Hopes,
My Dreams,
My Reality…
But yet, You are all the things you are, are made of ONLY Fantasy.

The Poet,
Ezann

17. March. 2009
Saturday, March 14, 2009 @ 9:43 PM
Spring Dance
I wanted to blog yesterday but I was too tired so here are the photos I took yesterday:

Quality is horrible I know. ):

















Lee & Zan.

That girl by the mixer,
Ezann.

14. March. 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009 @ 10:43 PM
The One Minute Writer
Vent about what's annoying you today.

Hmmm... K wearing the ugly school polo. Someone's fugly face. Service Projects. My class. Sasa shop keeper. Plurk. Facebook. J leaving me for New York. And HOMEWORK. ):

Well anyway, I wasted 2 hours of my precious life away for mdm's random Service Seminar. Might work with K's class for the celefest thing cause we're like having the same ideas so yeah, discuss it with my classmates and stuff. Life sucks. Your face sucks. I wanna go home. You suck. Give me a HUG HUG. Birthday soon? Yup. K bought me a present I feel bad. ): I made him spent money. ): I just wanted a hug hug for my birthday. I might buy a cake for the Archery Team. Anyway, have a good day/night or whatever. I smell my Ego enlarging. Lalalalalala.

HUG HUG.

2 weeks to Birthday.

1 day to holidays.

3 days to ice skating.

Tomorrow is FRIDAY.

That girl by that water fountain,
Ezann.

12. March. 2009
Wednesday, March 11, 2009 @ 9:01 PM
Wondering, wondering, wondering.
Looking out into that window of mine. I see no light. It's pitch black. It's cold. Just like my heart. It's made of nothing but Ice. How warm is it on the inside I don't know, I know that it's cold, very very very cold. My brain has malfunctioned. My heart has stopped beating. I'm nothing but a hollow and empty shell. Help me, save me, stop me from crying for I am nothing but dead.

That girl under the melted heart shaped tree,
Ezann.

11. March. 2009
Saturday, March 7, 2009 @ 10:05 PM
Boredom taking Over
Reflect on how your life has changed since March 5, 2004.

March 5, 2004... Still immature, still young, still believed in Santa, still wondering what Love is. March 5, 2004... Hian Lee is in non existent, 4 walls and pillows are still my best friends.

March 5, 2009... Ted bit more mature, 5 years older, Believes in God, still wondering what Love is.
March 5, 2009... Hian Lee is my BF, 4 walls and pillows are no longer my best friends but my comfort.

What would you like your gravestone to say?

Ezann Kuek Zi Hui

March 25. 1994 - (My death date)

A strong and loving woman that has contributed to society, will always live in the hearts of Family and Friends.

Faith has Brought you back to God.

Rest In Peace. You will be dearly missed.



Don't really know what else to write about. But I know before I leave this world the last person I want to see is Hian Lee, cause I want to remember that special someone who has brought me much joy, I want to hold his hand till the very end. Cause there's something in there that tells me he's the one.

2 days to Anniversary.

1 week to end of term.

18 days to Birthday.

Ezann Kuek is counting the days as they go by...

That girl over there,
Ezann.

7. March. 2009
Wednesday, March 4, 2009 @ 10:12 PM
Show Me Black & White
I used to know what I want, I used to see the world in black and white but just within 6 weeks my life was turned upside down. I don't know what I want now, I suppose now I see the world in shades of gray. I need someone to show me the way, to once again show me black and white. I need someone who can tell me what to do next, who to trust. I feel so lost and so confused. I need some light, a road and a companion. I need someone I can trust, I can relate to. I'm not just like anyone on the streets, I stand out. I work in ways you will never understand. Simplicity but yet abstract. Black but yet white. Red but yet Green. Long but yet short. Smart but yet Stupid. Dark but yet Light. Yes but yet No. That's what I am now. I need someone to hold my hand and walk me out of this, I need someone to tell me it's okay, I need someone to give me some kind of affirmation that it's going to be okay... I need someone who will be there for me and listen to me. In & Out, Yes & No, Black & White. What am I? I live in doubt, in unhappiness, in depression.

My broken telephone line.

Would you tell me that it's raining if I went blind? Would you describe to me the scenes outside the window if I'm unable to get out of bed? Would you?

21 days to my birthday

2 week to the holidays.

5 days to our 8th anniversary.

That girl sitting by those daisies,
Ezann

4. March. 2009
Tuesday, March 3, 2009 @ 10:03 PM
The One Minute Writer
A character discovers a note in an antique book. What does the note say?

Friday Fiction is your chance to practice your fiction-writing skills.... Make something up!

I know I'm kinda doing this late but.... mwhahahaha who cares.

..... 3 years after Allen’s death I married a rich English businessman, but there is nothing in this world that could forge the same feeling Allen gave me when I was with him. That feeling died together with Allen, he took away my smiles and he took away my knowledge of love… I could no longer say I love someone simply because love isn’t there anymore…

And then probably torn pages again.

oh well I'm off to do my lit again bye bye.

22 days to my birthday.

2 weeks to holidays.

Oh by the way I got a Samsung Omnia, cause my mother hates the Iphone. ): But I can't access the net cause I don't have the Data plan. ): Oh well. ):

That girl by that table,
Ezann

3. March. 2009