Newsletter is such a pain.
If this keeps on coming up and I have to deal with it more, I'm gonna die.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

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WEDNESDAY WAS TERRIBLE!!
I'm dreading it already.
Why did she have to push us so hard??!!
After such a long break.
Netballers who know her would know that she is like some master and when out of the court,
she's a friend and also one that isn't too harsh anymore.
But once the topic of netball comes, its like DOOM!!
Eveyone runs AWAY! haha. But its true.
Its like she's the nightmare of all of our dreams.

I'm considering jogging instead of netball since I'm practically failing myself everytime I play.
I'd rather just run and lose something.
I'm just eating more anyway. Urgh.

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Food

Part 2

taken in the dark + flash

Meatballs & Cherry tomatoes

Otak - otak & white hearts

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Come On, Get Higher

I miss the sound of your voice
And I miss the rush of your skin
And I miss the still of the silence
As you breathe out and I breathe in

If I could walk on water
If I could tell you what's next
I'd make you believe
I'd make you forget

So come on, get higher, loosen my lips
Faith and desire and the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me in love
So come on, get higher, loosen my lips
Faith and desire and the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me in love

I miss the sound of your voice
Loudest thing in my head
And I ache to remember
All the violent, sweet
Perfect words that you said

If I could walk on water
If I could tell you what's next
I'd make you believe
I'd make you forget

So come on, get higher, loosen my lips
Faith and desire and the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me in love
So come on, get higher, loosen my lips
Faith and desire and the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me in love

I feel of your heart
I taste the sparks on your tongue
I see angels and devils
And God, when you come on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on

Sing sha la la la
Sing sha la la la la

So come on, get higher, loosen my lips
Faith and desire and the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me in love
So come on, get higher, loosen my lips
Faith and desire and the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me, drown me in love

It's all wrong, it's all wrong
It's all wrong, it's so right
So come on, get higher
So come on and get higher
'Cause everything works, love
Everything works when you're on

~ Matt Nathanson

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Messisa

The story behind the name...

What Jasmine told you guys is partially true.

It all started with a little girl in kindergarten, who also goes to the same place.
Very cute, adorable little girl =) she's 5! like at my hips (height)

So, it all started with one Monday. I was, as usual, BUSY.
As I was walking up the stairs, little children were in my way (as usual) and little Kayra was there. Her immediate response was "Oh. Hi messisa." I'm like okay...accept it anyway. Its a little girl. And soon enough the whole of "kindy" knew about it. Especially, the teacher.
Oh. And did I forget to mention that THE teacher was present there too! That makes it even worse.

Okay, I'd gotta say that the name is cute. But feels like it shouldn't be for me or something. Dunno la. It just feels weird when people call me that other than the one started calling me that. Immediately can tell its her who's calling me.

I'm not sure if it was a monday or a usual day. Sorry for that if I've got wrong.

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