i don't swing much.

music:brothers on a hotel bed-death cab for cutie
mood:cranky

you may tire of me as our december sun is setting
because I'm not who I used to be
no longer easy on the eyes
but these wrinkles masterfully disguise
the youthful boy below
who turned your way and saw
something he was not looking for:
both a beginning and an end
but now he lives inside someone he does not recognize
when he catches his reflection on accident
on the back of a motor bike
with your arms outstretched trying to take flight
leaving everything behind
but even at our swiftest speed we couldn't break from the concrete
in the city where we still reside
and I have learned that even
landlocked lovers yearn for the sea like navy men
cause now we say goodnight from our own separate sides
like brothers on a hotel bed
like brothers on a hotel bed
like brothers on a hotel bed
like brothers on a hotel bed

ugh. i HATE being a girl sometimes. pooey.

realised today that despite everything, i'm pretty much an IDEALIST. i could spend the day dreaming of what could be, what should be, what may be. but there's no fault in a dreamer and the dream!

&that i'm really too quick to judge sometimes. but it's okay, my conscience always gives people 2nd,3rd,4th chances.

BUT you, i can't stand YOU. like, shoo fly. you put the 'pest' in 'pestilence'. or something or rather. HAHA. Bring It On: "you put the 'd' in 'deluded'." i LOVE that movie.
anywhoo.
I DON'T LIKE YOU.growl.

ps: peeeee requested a spot on this exclusive entry: how dare you disagree with the hottness of ADAM?! there's seriously no room for anything less than HOTT. that's right. hawt with a double tee. serious shit yo'

music:somewhere in between-lifehouse
mood:preoccupied

'cause i'm waiting for tonight
been waiting for tomoroow
i'm somewhere in between

fear factor:
1.bugs
2.fungi
3.becoming an old cat lady
4.dying alone
5.mediocrity

check out the video below! it's funnnnay.

The Amazing Racist

180mph headed towards the wall

music:the approaching curve-rise against
mood:dilligent

as we were
so perfect, so happy
they'll remember
only our smiles
'cause that's all they've seen
long since dried
when we are found
are the tears in which we had drowned
as we were
so perfect, so happy

I'VE GOT A HEARTACHE!
and it really hurts. pooey. methinks my lungs are being invaded and butchered by some nasty virus.

dead poets hate me. srsly. even living ones are determined to make literature as hard for me as possible. growl.

anywhoo. MANDAYY this is for you:
Hey Amanda
Where'd you find these crazy boys this time?
They say you're pretty but you don't think they're right
Hey Amanda
While you're staring at your telephone tonight
do you feel like turning it off, turning off all of the lights?
Pin your wings down
if it's over now
Pin your wings down
just take a chance somehow
Hey Amanda
who just stole your heart away this time?
And when you're crying on your bed does he help keep you alive?
I'll take the blame if you take me home now
Cause' there's no place left for trust in all this pain
And you know when it rains in this town I get washed away
Without a sound
(pin your wings-copeland)
isn't it scary how relatable music is? WEIRD. I LIKE.

(sometimes all we need is a little [false] encouragement.)

who needs endorphins when you've got:

music:jesus christ-brand new
mood:happyhappy

things that put a smile on my face:
1.pancakes
2.sunshine-orange checkered boxers
3.GREEN
4.thick,thick stacks of notes fresh from the photocopier
5.this song. i could have it on repeat for...5 hours. &that's pretty much it.

i've been thinking, thinking actually requires some thought on our part. &i don't think it's a good sign if i have to try so hard.

I HATE MICROSOFT EXCEL. but it's okay, because it hates me too.

stereoAtypical

music:chemistry of a car crash-shiny toy guns
mood:exhausted

when people complain about how selfish, self-absorbed youths are, they obviously haven't witnessed my bus ride today. seriously. what behaviour from a SENIOR CITIZEN nontheless. tsk:851 was exceptionally crowded &i was pushed up against the side of the exit, standing in front of this particular old lady.
NOTE:i made sure i didn't touch her &
NOTE: i made sure she had PLENTY of room.
first she kicks my heel then prods my hip, pushing me forward. all this for the apparent shortage of leg room. HELLO?! has she even looked around the bus? people pushed up against each other like sardines and her leaning against the glass with her legs outstretched. seriously, wtf. &you call US selfish? i don't think so.
that old lady can have the silk fan* shoved up her crabby,stinky ass.

*chinese dance peoples went to get fans+measurements for costumes today. cin,keish,kris,manda,veeks and I ate at this pretty good "house of briyani". i like rice.
and the silk fans are prettyyyy and pretty long. i can totally see me tripping over them.

&dance today was prettyyyy much tiring.

child-like but not in innocence

music:how to save a life-the fray
mood:nostalgic

it was raining heavily today. the sky was emptying buckets upon buckets of water. to say that it was a wet day today would be a major understatement. &of all the days to be without an umbrella, this had to be one. so i called my momma &she came to the bus stop with an umbrella for me. as i waited for her, i felt like a primary school kid all over again.

&as immature as this sounds, i don't want to grow up.
at least, not yet.

all filler, not killer.

music:bonus mosh,pt 2-taking back sunday
mood:full

well it's love
make it hurt
it's love,it's love,it's love
make it hurt

disclaimer1:i'm NOT in love. i just love the words &i'm gonna save them.

dance today was pretty fun. &i looked super funky in my new maroon flared dance pants. possibly the best &worst dressed. haha cin,veeks we ALL look absolutely FLASHY.

i love chaoshaoshaoroufan. betcha can't say it as fast as i can!

disclaimer2:this is a filler for a hopefully more meaningful post to come.

waiting,waiting-capitalised,italicised,underlined&emboldened

music:the crane wife3-the decemberists
mood:hungry


And under the boughs unbowed
all clothed in the snowy shroud
She had no heart so hardened
All under the boughs unbowed
Each feather it fell from skin
'Til thread bare while she grew thin
How were my eyes so blinded?
Each feather it fell from skin
And I will hang my head, hang my head low
And I will hang my head, hang my head low
A grey sky, a bitter sting
A rain cloud, a crane on wing
All out beyond horizon
A grey sky, a bitter sting
AND I WILL HANG MY HEAD, HANG MY HEAD LOW



1.i'm still trying to get used to writing "2007" instead of "2006".
2.i detest waiting. it feels like it's all i ever do.
IM WAITING (wasting) A HALF OF MY LIFE AWAY.
3.i am such a hypocrite even I'M disgusted.

my watch froze, then started up again.

music:temper temper-envy on the coast

mood:tired/cranky

temper, temper

i never wanted to be...

-i loveee the way the singer croons "temper,temper"

short one. fucking literature homework that's due tomorrow. i seriously lost it! really. &only just found it. anywhoo.

school reopened. can i say that i was kindaaa excited? but the first day back was nothing out of the ordinary. it felt as if the holidays had never happened, we were just back after a weekend, back into the midst of things.

where did my HOLIDAY go?

one more year,&then some. whoop-de-fucking-doo.

this year's going something like this:

Natalie leaned in and put her elbows on the table. "Don't you ever just feel like we're chasing something? Something bigger. I don't know, it's like something only you and I can see. Like we're running, running, running?"

"Yeah," I said. "We're running alright. Running with scissors."

-running with scissors by augusten burroughs

HAPPY NEW YEAR

music:together we'll ring in the new year-motion city soundtrack

mood:content

i've got the best song for the new year!

this must be it

welcome to the new year

the drinks were consumed

the plants were destroyed

and the hors d'oeuvres dismantled...

the esplanade was packed with millions of people. it seriously felt like the whole singapore population were all squeezed in there. i was pleasantly surprised by this year's fireworks display though, it was ALMOST comparable to Sydney. &i use 'almost' loosely. but still. it was pretty!

so i guess it's time for my new year's resolutions.

1.actually keep to my new year's resolutions

2.actually stick to the diet plan and become hot(ter)

3.stop procrastinating

oookay. i think i should really be less ambitious.

-i can't wait for CHINESE NEW YEAR :) bring on the food, red packets &obnoxiously loud cny music.