"leaning on you,
and listening to the sound of your heartbeat,
makes problems go away, and creates new ones,
what'd i do without you?"

-

happy birthday papa.

-

band + tuition today.
yes i know, wth, band on a sunday. -.-
but still, learnt a little from the... adjudicator whose name i cant remember.
he's thai(?), i think.

-

went to popular to get stuff for jek ee,
im proud of myself,
because i think it looks damn chio.
all the best, friend. dont anyhow write then screw the whole paper up i tell you.
-.- i'll chop your head off.

-

i got the shock of my life.
and im feeling kinda guilty. =\
how? tsk.
and i thought i could hide it forever,
so, damn, freaking, wrong, to the max. -.-

-

there's band tomorrow,
i want mr wong to help me with my solo.
i want to do it myself, i dont want westwood to play it for me.
:D its mine. MINE. okay, not mine. but still, mine.

-

im beginning to feel that insecurity deep down.
i dont like it.
im not letting go.
not yet.
not when im trying my best.
not now.
please tell me everything's alright,
tell me you still do.
please?

-

paragon's in 4 days.
please dont let me screw up.
pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
i dont wna screw dancin' megahits the most.
but im soooooo freaked out alr lah okay. -.-

-

i dont feel like going to school tomorrow.
its gna be crap. -.-
the only thing im looking forward to tomorrow is band. -.-
and shit, i havent studied for bio test.
damn it.

im sick.
im burning up, my head's gna explode any minute.
bad.

-

i want a psp/ds/wii like now,
its unfair,
wensen gets a psp and a wii.
go to hell ah you ass. -.-
i dont talk to people with chio chio chio chio chio gadgets.
okay, i do. -.-
im still talking to mx and zhafri and mutiara. bah.
im jealous of you people.

-

i doubt any flautists will turn up for band tmr.
as always, sigh.
whats with you people. -.-
dont wna improve yrself?
you aint that pro yes?
self-determination abit can anot.

-

reflected over what me and jek ee talked about,
"its not about winning or losing, its about the process."
that, is plain bullshit.
and everyone knows it deep down, but doesnt admit it.
why? because everyone wants to be all noble and big-hearted.
but no, it isnt the truth, and you know it.
winning is important,
thats what you've worked so hard for,
nobody cares about the process,
nobody sees it but you. nobody will bother about how you won.
people only care whether you win or not!
people will ask, "did you win?" not, "how'd you win it?"
so yes, win. not TRY to win, and in the end, also never win.
waste time.
so, work hard TO win. not just work hard.

-

bye. will reply tags tmr if i have the time to blog.

"leaning on you,
and listening to the sound of your heartbeat,
makes problems go away, and creates new ones,
what'd i do without you?"

-

happy birthday papa.

-

band + tuition today.
yes i know, wth, band on a sunday. -.-
but still, learnt a little from the... adjudicator whose name i cant remember.
he's thai(?), i think.

-

went to popular to get stuff for jek ee,
im proud of myself,
because i think it looks damn chio.
all the best, friend. dont anyhow write then screw the whole paper up i tell you.
-.- i'll chop your head off.

-

i got the shock of my life.
and im feeling kinda guilty. =\
how? tsk.
and i thought i could hide it forever,
so, damn, freaking, wrong, to the max. -.-

-

there's band tomorrow,
i want mr wong to help me with my solo.
i want to do it myself, i dont want westwood to play it for me.
:D its mine. MINE. okay, not mine. but still, mine.

-

im beginning to feel that insecurity deep down.
i dont like it.
im not letting go.
not yet.
not when im trying my best.
not now.
please tell me everything's alright,
tell me you still do.
please?

-

paragon's in 4 days.
please dont let me screw up.
pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
i dont wna screw dancin' megahits the most.
but im soooooo freaked out alr lah okay. -.-

-

i dont feel like going to school tomorrow.
its gna be crap. -.-
the only thing im looking forward to tomorrow is band. -.-
and shit, i havent studied for bio test.
damn it.

im sick.
im burning up, my head's gna explode any minute.
bad.

-

i want a psp/ds/wii like now,
its unfair,
wensen gets a psp and a wii.
go to hell ah you ass. -.-
i dont talk to people with chio chio chio chio chio gadgets.
okay, i do. -.-
im still talking to mx and zhafri and mutiara. bah.
im jealous of you people.

-

i doubt any flautists will turn up for band tmr.
as always, sigh.
whats with you people. -.-
dont wna improve yrself?
you aint that pro yes?
self-determination abit can anot.

-

reflected over what me and jek ee talked about,
"its not about winning or losing, its about the process."
that, is plain bullshit.
and everyone knows it deep down, but doesnt admit it.
why? because everyone wants to be all noble and big-hearted.
but no, it isnt the truth, and you know it.
winning is important,
thats what you've worked so hard for,
nobody cares about the process,
nobody sees it but you. nobody will bother about how you won.
people only care whether you win or not!
people will ask, "did you win?" not, "how'd you win it?"
so yes, win. not TRY to win, and in the end, also never win.
waste time.
so, work hard TO win. not just work hard.

-

bye. will reply tags tmr if i have the time to blog.