i should be studying
but instead i have my hair in pigtails,
i've squeezed myself into hannah's old tkgs school uniform (seriously a sign i have to lose weight because i had trouble fitting into it)
i'm dressing up in weird clothes, getting all decked up

to watch narnia as a little english school girl.

when really, the only link this singaporean chor lor girl remotely has with the british is that they colonized her country a long time ago in 1819.

off to narnia via the wardrobe closet
!

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aftermath:

narnia rocked. i felt like a little girl (not just because i was dressed as one) again reading the lion, the witch and the wardrobe, having these characters come to life for me, coming close to tears for aslan, sitting on the edge of my seat, enraptured by the unfolding of a tale well-known.

and when you draw the parallels, it kind of reminds you how it was always meant to be a partnership. man and God moving together.
it's just plain too lonely to lead a solo,
especially when you're not sure what the song should sound like