Playing With This Bow And Arrow.
From this time, unchained
We’re all looking at a different picture
Through this new frame of mind
A thousand flowers could bloom
Move over, and give us some room
Glory Box, Portishead
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Headache.
Through The Night.
Stayed up and studied into the night, for the very first time. It’s been 6 weeks into school though. Talk about being on the ball with school work. 1 more week to recess week and I am staring at weeks of readings and assignmentsss. Yeah i’m complaining again.
It’s 4am plus plus plus. The weather is uber gross and i’m perspiring just by typing off the keyboard.
The chance of waking up on time for morning class tomorrow seems bleaker by the minute. Roars.
When There Is Nothing Left To Burn.
As i was saying, this week is such a bitch but all i can say is the Busiest days are over.
Finally started on COM225 video and we visited 2 Columbariums today. The one at Choa Chu Kang looks like a very nice community centre and being at the Mandai one brought back memories of Qing Ming Jie days. It was a pretty interesting outdoor shoot but i think my mum will probably flip if i tell her that i borrowed one of the occupant’s flowers for my scenes.
Any oh how. Tonight i finally could OTOT and have a life other than meetings and trainings. Had a scrumptious Thai dinner spread at Rail Mall with Ms. Slim and spent our night the very TGIF way. Loveee it.
It’s 415AM. I am counting down to my TGIF night tomorrow already. Cheerios : )
Give It To Me.
There is always an end to everything and i think it is time to bid goodbye to the life of JCRC in the hall of mine and embark on something else. Our last meeting lasted for 9hours and yet, i did not complain for any minute. Back then, an hour of meeting seemed like forever and i never once not complained. Looking back and pardon me with my cliches, i never regretted joining this group of people whom i now call Friends.
Okay apart from all the cliches and nostalgia, maybe it is time to get myself some sleep.
Hope tomorrow will be a better day.
May my level of hope be raised cos it’s been a while since jadedness creep in like this.
In For The Kill.
I hang my hopes out on the line
Will they be ready for you in time
If you leave them out too long
They’ll be withered by this song
Full stops and exclamation marks
My words stumble before I start
How far can you send emotions?
Can this bridge cross the ocean?
I’m going in for the kill
I’m doing it for a thrill
Oh I’m hoping you’ll understand
And not let go of my hand
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In For The Kill – La Roux
rail mall
kopi on my left, prata on my right! what a way to end my Monday night…and my dearest Tracy and swei. bestest seniors EVA!!!
- Tracy Ng
One More Hour.
Soon soon. Soon i will have the time to pause and generate some words for this place.
For now, time for The Office and sleep to get ready for the whole new week ahead.
Should Have.
Approximately 23 more days to School.
As i am counting down to the return of That, it made me wonder what the hell did i actually accomplish for the past 2 months or so. Kinda regretted not getting a proper job like an internship at a production house or somewhere where i can actually learn Something. Okay, i regretted being lazy now.
And i can’t decide if i am looking forward to school or not. I am dreading the confinement in Boonlay, and with me alone in a single room this time, foresee lonely times (many). But then again, i am also looking forward (kinda) to a routine and actually use my brain. And with a routine i can eat less and exercise more.. (Noted.)
But then again I think i shall not complain, la huh. What more can i ask with 4pm wake up timings and home cooked food and unlimited chill out hours with friends and being in civilization (everywhere else besides Boonlay) and party and watch my DVDs till 6ams and many many other things.
Ahh. 23 more days.
