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too old, too soon
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
So I've said like before I'm not very good at this.
Well, let me start off with yesterday. I had initially planned to get home after a long day and late. We got off at five. I already set my mind to taking a shower when I reached home and take my dinner, watch my daily dose of korean drama on channel U. But was instead pursuaded by Estar to sccompany him for 45 minutes to wait for his fam. Well, then we decided to watch, The Hangover. (I'll go into details a little later.) Had dinenr a Burger King. Blah, blah, blah.
Okay, we got to the place where the attendats tear the tickets. So, I was feeling confident when I was getting in. I mean, I'm already in ITE I mean, common sense right ? Wrong. The dude stopped me and asked for my IC to check if I was 16 or not. ZOMG, I don't even look sixteen ?! You've got to be kidding me. And the guys already passed and was laughing their asses off esp Monkey. Well, I laughed too cause they were laughing. Okay, I just laughed thinking bout it. It is pretty hilarious. And the ironic thing is I'm the oldest among them ! It's still hasn't sunk in that I'm eighteen, and people don't even think I'm sixteen. Do I look that young, I mean at most I can be able to look sixteen right ?
I feel so shagged. Okay, topic change.
OMFG ! The Hangover is stands together with Pink Panther 2 on my list of funniest comedies I've ever seen. I literally laughed my socks off from beginning to end. For those who haven't watched it yet. Lemme tell you, it's worth your ridiculous $7.50. And I won't spoil the movie. Hilarious!
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Fast forward>>Play
Some went off, and left with the few. There's really nothing that's new only that a few places in Singapore I've never been to. Through the whole 18 years of my life -.- Laughed, Sing(Nerve-racking I tell you, Hoarsy voice) the guys gaying. Lol. So when I was on the way home when I alighted the bus my heart was beating outside my rib cage. I got home, and to my HORROR my dad was at home, I didn't think he'd be home. Shizz! Oh but thank the GoodGOD that he didn't bother to ask me where I've been to. I went in my room and mom was there, not talking. She's so calm, it creeped me out, I was expecting the bomb that landed on Hiroshima, okay, too drama but prolly something that could wake the snoozing neighbours in the building. Yes, I know still too much drama. Nyeah, showered and I think I fell asleep a little wee bit in the shower. HAHA. Changed and I hit the sack.
It was a dreamless sleep, and a great morning that I woke up to. Boy, that's something money can't buy. So, today I'll be off to Grans place in a while.
why now, when it's all too late.
Friday, August 07, 2009
We had to watched lame KiteFlying that felt like forever. I dtiched that place and went home. Took the bus, the train, the bus. You know the works - my life is becoming a routine and if I don't do something about it soon, Imma gonna go bonkers - I swear. I slept, then I woke up thinking it's already over. I changed and got ready went to Queensway then to B.Gombak then home again. I know I'm skipping out on all the details. Bear with me.
Alright, I'm going to lay it all out on the table. No more secrets, no more "half-truth". No sheild, no barriers, no walls. Just plain bare, naked me.(Of course not literally.)
This is it..
Like clockwork, like a timer setting off. It's the same every year. It's similar like tonignt. They fall like there's too much to be kept. Like it's meant to be shared. Like anyone ever cared. Oh,I thought it was gone. But now, it's back and I am confused. Don't what I'm to do. Like reality slapped on my face. Rude awakening, calling out. Change. Or it'll only be the same. Same.
Oh I've had too much for the day. Wanted to be alone but you won't let me. No, you won't let me. All that I could ever need are wishes. Not the out-of-the-world ones but simple ones. Too simple you don't have to wish for it. But I guess it differs among people.
Obviously, I'm in a horrible rut.
it's tomorrow - my birthday
Thursday, August 06, 2009
It was such a good weather to wake up to. It was raining, cold and windy.(No wonder I woke up late.) To me - this kind of weather is the kind that is best spent outside and experience the wonders of the wind.
On the way to school was daydreaming time for me. As usual. But the trip on the train wasn't a smooth one, there were delays until we got to the tunnel. And I was unusually calm about it, I would normally pull a long face and glare at innocent commuters.(Kidding) It was actually a nice pleasant trip, I get to catch up to my revision and stuff.(I revised! What a miracle.) I didn't even realise that I'm influenced by the book just by reading it. It is life-changing.
I arrived late at Kembangan Station. And I actully spoiled the surprise they had in store for me.(Oh shit I forgot to thank them.) Lol. The day went on, there was a phototaking session for the year twos. Had brunch which I never finish, actually I never finish any food handed out to me. Tsk. Then it was break time. So.. this is where the madness starts.
We went to find the voideck that we went to like last year. Like dejavu but with new friends made over the span of a few months. It was a clean thing(or so I thought), eating, cutting the cake, the birthday song - the teasing(yes, it never ends even on my birthday.) I didn't make a wish cause I didn't have to. That's how happy I am. The smothered me with cake that's meant to be eaten, it went up my nose, in my hair and on my clothes. And I smell like cake from the time on. Till I get home. Thanks to Jessica I have a clean shirt on. Bless you(: And all the others that contributed to the cake and for their attendance on my birthday. I'll end it with this note in mind - Imma gonna get you on your birthdays !(Evil laugh!)
winging it
Tuesday, August 04, 2009
I read this book - 7 habits of highly effecticve teenagers. When I first read the title I thought to myself - 'are todays teens that defective for them to be given a manual ?' The book is great, the things that they say in there are actually valuable lessons that can be brought with you everywhere in life at any age. It taught about planning ahead, where do you see yourself in a year, what random acts of kindness can do to you. Very good book.
Oh and I began writing again. Not a surprise, these inspirations comes by like irregular period. I tell you this much, sometimes when you just want to write but nothing comes to your head, you try too hard you get frustrated, sometimes they even come in your dreams, wake you up when you should be sleeping, and force you to write them down, so you wouldn't forget them when you wake in the morning. Sometimes, you have so many ideas, I could like write two to three - tops. Doesn't have to mean anything, but of course with meaning. Songs without meaning are like food without spices.
I'm just making this up(but I think I've heard it somewhere before..) I call this impromtu writing - just writing off my head whatever pops up, pops on the screen. Like a mind-reading machine.
Whoa, winging it isn't such a bad thing after all. Maybe it just applies to this.
I miss studying - Science, History, Geography, (never thought I'd say this) Maths - oh, Algebra and the whole shitload that comes with it. English - compositions ! I miss them all.