Friday, April 21, 2006


Crazy Week

Song playing in my head: Empty Handed by Michelle Branch
Quote/Thinking of: PI!!!



Some people mistake me
They only hear what they wanna hear

The week started pretty crazily. I was behind in many lessons and assignments. Had a lot of catching up to do. Haiz...

If you're losing sleep, forgive me
I just can't keep pretending

Another week passed and still I'm confused about some of the situations in school. I'm not talking about bgr because I can't really be bothered about them but abt why things ended up the way it is now. What actions have I done to make things happen this way? Damn frustrated. How I wish that I can easily confront the one(s) involved easily. How I wish I don't have to go through this in the first place.. Oh and I saw you not answer my phone call. What was that and the past few months about?

And it's only me empty handed
With a childish grin and a camera
Stuffing myself with rocky road ice cream or ben and jerry's cookie dough doesn't seem like a bad idea. Only I'll get sick again. A big second blow. And Of course my mum will get furious over me eating so much ice cream. Haha.

Well I'm packing my bags
Cos' I don't want to be the only one who's drowning in their misery
And I'll take that chance cos I just wanna breathe
And I won't look back and wonder how it's supposed to be

I've been missing the sea. And somehow I feel its useless going there wihout you beside me. I wish I wouldn't depend on you so much. Cos' I know you're tired of me and there are others more worth your time.

written here @ 8:30 pm

Monday, April 17, 2006


MC and nope, it doesn't stand for McDonalds

Song playing in my head:
Quote/Thinking of: Chaque fois que to ton va, je pretand que tout va bien.

Have been absent from school for 3 days. I caught a viral infection though not serious. Not exactly the flu. Sore throat, runny nose. Just the great mixture. Will be back tomorrow though. 3 days of missing classes are a lot. Haiz. Till next time, [aaachoo!!].

written here @ 10:00 pm

Tuesday, April 11, 2006


Friendships or lack there of.

Song playing in my head: Hotel Paper by Michelle Branch
Quote/Thinking of: Friendships or lack there of.

I write mostly on hotel paper,
Knowing that my thoughts will never leave this room.

I love Michelle Branch's songs. There's always an element of nature. Just a snippet here, and a line there. Don't know how such song writers can get such inspiration. How I wish writing a song would be this easy...

As I walked home yesterday, I thought of my friendships with some people. How inconsistent they are and how fragile everything is. One minute you can be the closest of friends, the other you may not be speaking to one another. One of the things I hate abt MI. The inconsistency. The instant hostility. Situations change at the blink of an eye. What bonds you've made today, don't think they'll last till tomorrow. Everything is in the here and now.

Lately, I can't be happy for no one.
They think I need some time to myself.
I try to smile but I can't remember.
I know tomorrow there'll be nothing else.

This is so far from Crescent, D-cube. I'm living in the memories of yesterday. When I went back for Crescent's funfair, my friends and I reminice about the days of eating recess [oh the very fact that it's called that], of spending hours in the library cos' of not taking literature, the cartoons drawn about our lives. The crazy carefree days. And some pple think why we miss Crescent so much... Haiz..

Maybe this wind blowing in just came from the ocean...

written here @ 9:35 pm

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