From childhood's hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bring My passions from a common spring. From the same source I have not taken My sorrow; I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone; And all I loved, I loved alone. Then- in my child
Such a feelings coming over me There is wonder in most everything I see Not a cloud in the sky, got the sun in my eyes And I won't be surprised if it's a dream Everything I want the world to be Is now coming true especially for me And the reason is clear, it's because you are here
Hi. It was Wednesday morning, no assembly, no co-curricular activities and no teacher. The whole block was like having an annual wild party, and I sat there in my row alone in the class. Walking out of the class and greet the whole form 5 would be great but, no, I wasn't in the mood (but even i
Assalammualaikum. Out of million topics that a single human could think of, two days ago my English teacher decided to give us an essay homework on 'My Dream House'. Quite easy, thank you Madam Lee. Easy-- really? Yup. Apparently because I am a girl ( kuat berangan ), and I have internet.