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Title: affirmation

Typed this at |6:15 PM| on Wednesday, April 30, 2008

exams are coming. I have nothing to update about unless you want me to spill my well-hidden emotions out, or describe how I study. I'm not that boliao or open k.

-__-

What else can I say...

Belated Labour Day, hope you use this chance to rest/relax/study/work well! <3

<3 ya i wub. i r haz wub k i nut cold.

My bass playing has improved...a little. I don't fly around like a mosquito with my fretting hand much now, unless I wanna slide [which makes poor Zeriuel fart]. Well, anything I do to her, makes her fart.

Minestrone soup. :D

Rushrushrushrush.

Title: why

Typed this at |7:20 PM| on Monday, April 28, 2008

does this have to happen? Right before my exams too. I'm too messed up to study, I'm already down, why do I have to pull myself under?

I'm just...

Never mind.

I'm digressing from my studies, am I not? Why am I wasting time? Before I know it, I may be working already!

No.

I'm too afraid to face her already, who told me to. I'm hopeless in this department. Someone help me. I think I'm just not capable of love, isn't that right?

My heart and head hurts, I don't know why. Why do I feel this way? I thought I was supposed to get over it already, apparently I didn't.

I feel like banging my head on the wall, get unconscious, so I don't have to face this. I don't know who to turn to.

Maybe this is why I'm not capable of it. I always need help. It pains me.

I like her, but does she like me?

Am I too considerate of my actions after that...ugly incident?

Why is this happening?!

...I'm just driven to the wall, and breaking down.

Thank you, anyone who cared, concerned, whatever.

Title: vegetate

Typed this at |8:51 PM| on Sunday, April 27, 2008

Yay. Went on a Study party today with t3h homies. You probably know who they are, since I mention them a lot since my halcyon days at my fallen empire, this new one ain't different.

Spammed physics there, nothing else. Shall spam geog or SS/hist tomorrow. =P No more conversational Malay, until june 23rd when I'll see that cikgu again, and get called to move front. Lulz.

Then stunk followed me home till 6.

Fainted in the bloody toilet. >( Too much pressure in pissing. =P

Created a crap bassline for canon rock on synth, by MikeTran. Search him up on youtube, very...discoey.

Labour day on thursday. Shall study to the max then. Exam starts on Friday.

Wait, what the hell am I here?

[/scrams]

Title: emaths

Typed this at |4:29 PM| on Saturday, April 26, 2008

is nice to do because the question you mostly do are 'easy' and you get the correct most of the time, thus making you have more confidence! But its bloody boring to see the same qns again and again.

Maybe Amaths is better? Hell no, my brain is weeeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeeeeeeeooooooo.

K.

Study party tmrw. Note to self, BBS 15 bucks for stunky's concert tix. Btw, that MI theme was pwwwwn, too bad if you weren't there to see it.

Ohay!

Title: Mas selamat

Typed this at |4:28 PM| on Friday, April 25, 2008

Got shot in the MRT. Approx 8.46am. Lavander Station.











In my compo. ):

Well it sucked k. I have no imagination to talk about now. Shall rest and a bit and continue tonight.

Studies, not sexual thoughts. What were you thinking, you horny bastard?!

Yay, she unblocked me. Now I can continue my spam! :) Lemme be careful of my words while on t3h talk, she'd prolly kill me off next time I anger her. And she'll squish me, stomp on me, roll over me, and lastly sit on me. Nuuu I dun wanna be shredded + squished meat. D:

The thought of it sends chills from my head to my penis to my knees to my toenails. Arrrrrggggghhhhhhhhhhh nuuuuuuuuu i dun wanna be squished. [/random]

Rush is still pwning my eardrums. Its amazing how they stuck together for almost 40 years. They must be hella good friends. Hope the friendship between the 4 of us still be strong when we become old, wrinkly and Alzheimer's Disease-riddled.

'Ha? Wat sumooo??? Ohhh dat one, she very squishy! Seet on yew can die one!'
-Dj, 60 years later.

Wut.

K.

I still have that heterosexual crush on Geddy Lee. D: His fingering skillz r t3h pwn. Lena'll love me for it, man.




Bass player lah, what you thinking again, you horny bastard?!
I see Mr Neo. Can you?

Title: ready

Typed this at |7:36 PM| on Thursday, April 24, 2008

Tomorrow's Paper1.

):

So soon.

Title: wanted: motivation

Typed this at |5:32 PM| on Tuesday, April 22, 2008

I'm having the same syndrome as Sir DJ. Lack of Motivation. ):

That incident isn't really helping me either. So much for the conversion of energy. I want it to blow over by friday, or hopefully thursday. Its distracting me, taking time away from what I'm supposed to do.

Urgh, really hope it will. I miss an almost like-minded bass player to crap about how dear Thunderfingers pwned in his respective department. Or how Flea holds RHCP's groove down like cement, while slapping away like my mom with a fly swatter. I miss those times.

Time is really relative. -__- Only..3 days[?] since I screwed our friendship.

Gee, I want it now, I need it now. Give me motivation, give me inspiration, give me reassurance.

[/merry xmas]

Oh motivation, oh motivation. Where art thou? Thy art useless without thou. Thy kill for thou, why?

[/prances around in juliet costume]

Sigh...*trudges off to study for thursday's geog test*

Please?):

Title: moar and moar sigh pt2

Typed this at |7:45 PM| on Monday, April 21, 2008

I am grateful to this friend. Very.

So a MSpainted that guy.


What.

Title: moar and moar sigh

Typed this at |7:46 AM| on Sunday, April 20, 2008

I don't know what to do to save this friendship.

Let time heal? I don't know. Will she forgive me? But with all the shit I did, will she? I doubt so, not for this week anyway. Just hope it'll stick through this, what she said was right, I do not deny it, this kind of shit will happen again.

Sigh.

Just when its already 4 more days to my mid year's paper 1s, something bad happens. Am I that bloody unlucky? Or was it a poor choice of words? I do not know. All I know that it has something to do with my words. Definitely.

Can't think of anything to say about it anymore. I can just hope. Hope, heh. Hope it isn't a false one. There, I said it again. Its such a good word to use, probably the connotation of it to happiness at the end of a calamity, or wishing that a disaster would stop.

The most probable course of action I will take now:
1]Give this time.
2]Study more, using this as another psychological stimulant for studying.
3]Appreciate the minor things in life. [eg; the MRT having just stopped at your station, and you heng heng just reached the top of the escalator.]
4]Not break any more of this year's new year resolutions.
5]Music as a drug.

Sigh, still wish she hadn't blocked me before can say something about it.
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Met up with Aunty Yvon today. She's tall. Studied, talked, ate. Nothing much.
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Some one koped my ear piece yesterday. Me thinks I should get another one.
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The Who are good stuff, it helped me through yesterday. Metal only when I'm already on the happy plane or higher, and the usual yellowcard/rise against/radiohead doesn't cut it for me when I'm down anymore.

I miss The Ox. ):

Title: today sucked

Typed this at |8:16 PM| on Saturday, April 19, 2008

My feelings are sucked dry.

Title: ohai

Typed this at |7:08 PM| on Friday, April 18, 2008

Finally! Friday! Fantastic! Fabulous! Its Friday! [/alliteration overdose]

Though tomorrow is carnival day [I don't give a rat's ass about going there for it. Though I can use the immensely overpriced/underpriced food and drinks.], I am not liking the time I have to wake up. D:

7am leh. Today is also my bloody freaking cycle-to-pasir-ris-park-and-go-one-whole-stinkin'-round-on-it day. >( Oh well, I can push it to tomorrow, but it will have more people, and the BBQ smell permeates the air more, thus making me hungry when I get back, and defeats the purpose of 'having fresh air'. -__-

Those idiots don't recognise my abilities, thus not giving me any rank in the bloody cca. Well, fuck me, I'm rendered almost useless in this new school, I can't do the PA well, nor can I do morn-assmbly duty cos of my lack of knowledge. -____________- This sucks.

Typed this at |9:27 PM| on Wednesday, April 16, 2008

this is fucking lucky.

Merovign isn't taken! LOL.

so this is truely fucking unique.

[/reserved till saturday when i complete my blogskin]

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