She Says.

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.

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.

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 : )

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.

Why am i so busy ?

Can’t wait for this week to be OVER.

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