School-less for a week

Group pix with Dr Hayball and Miss Loo Yih

Los adios olive oil man.

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Everything you need to know, in 4 minutes

It’s 12:28 a.m. I’ve just had a shower to rid myself of the flour and whatnot foreign substances that have been on my body for the past 6 hours. My eyes are as dry as the sahara. Never ever want to be scrubbing the college floors trying to remove traces of sand, hydrated flour, and pretty much everything you can think of right now.

Didn’t quite accomplish what I set out to do but neither has my day gone according to plan. Right now, I can already hear Blah Blah going, “DREEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWW, you nimrod!” in my mind. Sorry, the events of today have totally sucked the enthusiasm that was brimming and threatening to overflow barely 24 hours ago.

My room hasn’t been this empty and spacious in a damned long time.

After one year, I finally had dinner with a different bunch of classmates. They never knew I was a Klang native. No kidding, and surely not funny. The odd things that happen in a year.

As you can see, this post is astonishingly succinct and direct to the point. I don’t like beating around the bush altho I suspect there will be plenty of that to do in days to come.
PS: I’d change the fucking system if I could.

Joseph Arthur – Honey and the moon


Download link.
Lyrics for the song are at the bottom(highlight).
Going through a phase right now with plenty of things to contend with. In true terminatorh stylo, “I’ll BEE BAKK”.

Don’t know why I’m still afraid
If you weren’t real I would make you up
now
I wish that I could follow through
I know that your love is true
And deep
As the sea
But right now
Everything you want is wrong,
And right now
All your dreams are waking up,
And right now
I wish I could follow you
To the shores
Of freedom,
Where no one lives.

Remember when we first met
And everything was still a bet
In love’s game
You would call; I’d call you back
And then I’d leave
A message
On your answering machine

But right now
Everything is turning blue,
And right now
The sun is trying to kill the moon,
And right now
I wish I could follow you
To the shores
Of freedom,
Where no one lives

Freedom
Run away tonight
Freedom, freedom
Run away
Run away tonight

We’re made out of blood and rust
Looking for someone to trust
Without
A fight
I think that you came too soon
You’re the honey and the moon
That lights
Up my night

But right now
Everything you want is wrong,
And right now
All your dreams are waking up,
And right now
I wish that I could follow you
To the shores
Of freedom
Where no one lives

Freedom
Run away tonight
Freedom freedom
Run away
Run away tonight

We got too much time to kill
Like pigeons on my windowsill
We hang around

Ever since I’ve been with you
You hold me up
All the time I’ve falling down

But right now
Everything is turning blue,
And right now
The sun is trying to kill the moon,
And right now
I wish I could follow you
To the shores
Of freedom
Where no one lives

A weekend in the city

Bloc Party’s new album is finally here. Link. There’s plenty of expectations riding on this.

Part of my new year’s resolution was to tone down my vulgar-laced sentences. Ehhh, hasn’t quite happened as of yet but I’m working hard on it. God knows there’s been one too many times when very wrong things have popped out of my mouth at an all too unfortunate times.