i need some sleep
i need some sleep,
i can't go on like this.
Try counting sheep,
but there's one i'll always miss.
Everyone said,
i'm getting down too low,
everyone said,
"you just gotta let it go",
you just gotta let it go
you just gotta let it go
i need some sleep,
try to put the old box down,
i'm in too deep,
and the wheels keep spinning round,
Everyone said,
i'm getting down too low,
everyone said,
"you just gotta let it go",
you just gotta let it go
you just gotta let it go
just gotta let it go.
and today has come....
and soon.. it'll be gone.
"Everyone i know goes away in the end." - johnny cash:hurt.
so tomorrow, finally, we're going to vote.
If the votes really counted, i wouldn't be who i am today.
its all a scam ain't it?
even though i know you're always around me always, a few words on the side on my taggie just comforts me more.
and i just thought, so that you'd know.
17th odac had their interview for the exco today. The J1 who i have most respect for now, is Joanne. Though she was quiet and a person of few words and under "grilling", she gave us a few words with tears in her eyes... " i just want to do something for odac."
The eyes and the courage to tell the seniors that's what she's here for spoke volumes in place of her silence, in substitute of her nervousness. But, she was the best, in my eyes. She was! Perhaps yes, she doesn;t have the leadership ability. Perhaps yes, she isn't cut to be a public speaker. But i believe in cultivation. and i have faith in her.
Finally. Odac is coming to an end. I don't look forward to the ending because i can't bear to leave my fellow odacians. In Jc, they are the ones who went thru shite times with me, argued with me, and punished me. But it was also them, that brought me joy.
I don't know if i will shed a tear on AGM. I'm actually emotional you know. i'm very sentimental actually. i love you guys. i do. Thanks to Zheng yang and angeline for being such kind AOs and planning so much shit together... i love you people most. you people have been the best. thanks to shu.. u know wat for.. and everyone else including layee, yvonne, shimin, fabian, amos, basically my sexay opium tent mates.. and all odacians. i love you.
p.s i love angeline most.. haha
the 2 monkeys. 
playing pepsi cola with shu the chinaman beaten by grace who wants my pants off!
me and shu with our best friend!
da "chio bus" in class. they know they aren't. haha
class pic with eddie outcasted. sad. just jokin!
class pic in the music room(cam on timer)
cat happy!
eddie and dory being notti!
PFF Band + Manager Eddie!
PAUL FRANK FRIENDS BAND!
Am i really so mean?
I know i am mean sometimes, and i know i'm mean because i'm being mean on purpose. But, everytime i open my mouth, people say i'm mean. and shu said "he's got a mean mouth". ( a pot calling a kettle black huh)
let's just say i'm way too critical.
and so now, i'm gonna keep my trap shut. useless engaging in bitching and all, cos on one end, amy will respond with some "pui ba" name calling when its totally not talking to her. and on the other, people say i'm mean. ah. forget it.
but the question is, why can others be mean while i can't?
p.s i don't need an answer.
hmm, my sister should be halfway to Hong Kong already. She'd prolly be above the skies of Thailand now? or Bangkok. hmm.. whatever.
Nothing's in my head now. nothing to blog about. nothing to whine about. nope. none of those days. days can be bad, but i see no need to whine about them. No stupid SBS bus drivers or the traffic jams, nada.
anyhow, parents' day? haha. what a joke.
my. finally, the weekend is here. it has been a looooong week. Had a chalet last week and now still having sleep hangover. not the too much sleep one but more of the lack of it. Its amazing angeline still can muster the strength to go out her friend's birthday. I'm stuck here in front of the white box. ya. stuck here.
i'm just so plain tired.
tired of waking up and finding the rest of the world still asleep.
tired of waking up. waking up to find i'm inching my way slowly but surely to my doom.
aren't you?
There's a look on your face,
i would like to knock out,
can't believe, you were once,
just like anyone else,
then it grew and became,
a devillish self
pray to god,
and i think,
of the nice things to say,
but i don't think i can.
so **** you anyway.
You're a scum,
you're a scum,
and i hope that you know.
that the cracks in your mouth are beginning to show
now the world needs a saint,
its time you should go,
so **** you anyway.
don't you sleep like a child,
put your thumb in your mouth,
i could creep up your side,
put a gun in your mouth
makes me sick, when i hear,
all the shit that you've said
so much crap coming out,
it was taking all day
that's a space kept in hell with your name on the seat,
with a spike near the chair just to make it complete
when you look at yourself,
do you see what i see
if you do,
why the **** are you looking at me...
why the **** are you looking at me...
There's a time for us all,
and i think yours is in here,
can you please hurry up,
cos i find ya obscene
we can't wait for the day that you're never around,
when that face's not in here
and you rot in the ground.
can't believe that you're once just like anyone else.
then it grew and became,
a devillish self
pray to god,
and i think,
of the nice things to say,
but i don't think i can.
so **** you anyway.
wow.. those lyrics were full of hate and anger. find the song a very cool song minus the ****.
its post exams horrors!
I got TONS of geog corrections to do. all thanks to the humanities dept. So that means... 5 drqs for physical plus 2 essays and another 5 drqs plus 2 essays for human geog. that means... 10 drqs and 4 essays! and its due on mon! and i wun be home from fri to mON!!! i'm dead!
anyway... MTPS suck.
take that!
yesterday was shit man. i had my paternal side of relatives all coming to squeeze in the minute 5 room flat i stay in and there seemed to be the absence of standing space at all yesterday night. it was all in the name of my sister's 21th birthday celebration. and that was for my paternal side only. she's having a chalet for the maternal side and for her frens. speaking of which, i'm going. and that would be - hellish.
Words.
words were all that i can say.
now, i can't even say them.
because i'm giving you what you want. going away from what you feared most. me becoming him.
and so now, even now, words, can't be said.
my eyes will speak a thousand words, but you will never hear those from my heart.
and those words, will flow, flow as blood running thru my veins.
And one day, you'll understand
no? stubborness can't be changed? cos that will make you so not you?
wat about me? i've changed, have i become so not me?
all things change.
but its whether they want to.
"one day you'll understand" -is wat i told you. because that day, you will understand, how much i've given up on any other thing tangible or intangible,
for you.
and that day, you will finally understand.
though now it hurts cos u can't and u won't give up any part of you, i know you will one day. and perhaps critics might say i'm a hopeless optimist. and for you, i'll remain one, though i know, most probably, you don't know how much i've changed, but i hope you do. cos no one else will.
did i mention that i went for ktv yesterday with angeline, teresa and audrey?
no? lets get started.
ok. so, angeline and me are the victims. clear?
next, teresa is the bimbo. she self declares herself stupid by saying " the ice blended cannot drink lor.. the ice cubes are so big and i can't suck it up!". that's not shocking.
audrey is a self-confessed narcissist a.k.a egocentric audrey who is at the same time exhibiting signs of insanity by looking at every possible reflective surface to check her hair. i guess narcissistic is an understatement for her huh.
ok. let's move on to the plot. so we went kbox at paradise centre and sang for 3 hours. had a few mtvs of us going out of tune not due to us being tonedeaf (like a particular fren of shu's and mine) but us being too tired so singing. haha...
after that, we walked back and forth town from lido to cine to taka to cine and dunno where that i forgot. yes. girls are amazing. they can do 5 hours marathon on orchard road but 15mins of 2.4km, i'm sorry. (they are the weakest links)
speaking of girls, we saw siewfong and a particular guy(idol of amy tan) together. duh~ yes. they are together. and that is confirmed by me. yours sincerely, lianhe wanbao
speaking of which, we saw many people in town too! doranne and her (i dunno u fren), amanda quek and teresa(who looks vaguely familiar), lisany and co. some other shit heads who, i dunoo...or don't bother to.
well. what a youth day that was.
what a grand finale for the mid yr exams.
there were no joys of tears. no nothing. everyone was rushing home for some reason or another.
and i was one of them.
| How to make a gary |
Ingredients:
3 parts leadership
5 parts charisma
3 parts self-sufficiency |
Method:
Stir together in a glass tumbler with a salted rim. Add a little caring if desired! |
Again i got away scot-free.
Who says the cops the singapore are efficient? where were they when i committed a crime? oh, and to top it all off, it just ain't me only. try having a hall full of jc students who attempt suicide by attempting the econs questions and the teachers just look on nonchalantly. to them, it isn't the first time they are seeing it. they have become numbed to our faces of helplessness, of hate for them, or our last resort.
the look of death.
with karsten in front scratching his head every millisecond and cat lying down every 5 minutes, how much did i pay attention to my econs?
nada? i dunno?
and yes, we, walked out of the hall scot-free.
