Walkin' the streets with you and your worn-out jeans,
I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be
Laughing on a park bench, thinking to myself,
"Hey isn't this easy?"





i cussed alot over the past week.
i ought to be put behind bars or something
or possibly just get huge adenoids in my nose
and die of suffocation.



i dont like my cussing self.



i've been skipping meals lately.
and ive been doing alot of thinking.
too much, in fact.
when thinking conquers doing,
i think i turn into a somewhat boring person.
like NOW!


hence i must cut down on thinking.
okay, i make no sense.. i think?


ok, be quiet, fool.



i really need to get in touch with certain people.
i got a phone call from Fayez just yesterday
and i feel that sometimes phonecalls make all the difference in the world.
it's like one second you're left in the lurch
and the next your phone rings
and you find your old best friend's digits on the caller ID. (:


the second person i need to get in touch with is Madi,
who i havent spoken to since the eve of new year.
i think i need to get my head checked
because this is MADI we're talking about.


the third is Ykid.
and possibly Lufee.
and Mazindrah.



this sucks.
but i'll build a bridge and get over it.
(:


so, it's Chinese New Year and i've four days off from school
and i wonder,
am i supposed to take the time to get in touch with friends
or spend the time doing revision and dedicate my life to homework?
im not good with time.


and i cant help the fact that a certain
"magical portal into a timeless realm of enchantment"
(as it says so on the guide map)
is invading my brain yet again.
ok Disneyland for the first time im begging you to stop intruding my thoughts.
i swear i cant concentrate in school or tuition or anything at all.



and i got an A for the POA test and a B for the bio test.
surprise surprise!
i couldve sworn i was going to flunk POA!


and i could already imagine myself being sent to the vice-principal's office again,
and Mr Thomas yelling at me for flunking a supposedly easy subject.
(2/20, hahaha)
and how i tried soooo hard to hold back tears, hahaha!
goooooooood times (:


my tutor asked if i ever considered writing a book.
what? me? seriously?
hahahahaha!
i think im only good at speaking from my point view,
isnt that what i always do?
and it's what im good at doing, i suppose.


everytime my tutor sets foot in my room the first thing she says is,
"you're weird."
ah, well.



and now im fantasizing about what i'd name the characters, if ever i wrote a book.
Dendron, Dendrite, Myelin Sheath,
living at the Node of Ranvier, their hometown,
and then they move to Islets of Langerhans or maybe the Loop of Henle,
and then theres Sclera, who i claimed is the mean girl
but my tutor said her name's too nice,
so she's the nice girl.


Retina will be the superbitch and Urethra will be the other bitch!
and then theres Mitochondria and whatnot. hahahaha


what in the sam hill am i talking about?!
i'll never dedicate my life to writing a book.
reading, however, is a whole other thing.
i just love reading.


the other day i was at Harris bookstore
and i made my mind up,
i am definitely working at a bookstore after O's.
who gives a damn if the wage's pathetic?
at least i get to spend ten or twelve hours of the day around books.
even the smell of books revitalizes me, hahaha.


so yeah i spent about an hour in Harris just looking at books
and there were sooo many of them
and i had so little cash! ]=
i dont really like borrowing books
from the library because the due date always haunts me.
i dont like rushing through a book.
i like to devour it (ravenously but slowly, somehow)
and pick up new words along the way.


so yeah,
im not going to attempt to work at Borders!
it sells too many things that arent books.
stationery's fine but it's overloaded with CDs and it's just too chaotic.
i like peaceful and tranquil bookstores where i can spend hours and hours
just running my fingers through the millions of fresh paperbacks!
(actually i prefer hardcovers but paperbacks sound cuter)



i keep talking about me.
let's talk about something else.


oh yes i badly need to get my holga films developed.
THREE films! oh my god.


btw, Hafiz and i spent Friday walking around school
with two hula hoops stolen from the goal posts at the distorted school field.
(have i ever mentioned that our school field's shape is very deformed?
it doesnt look like a field. it looks like... grass.
just plain grass. hahaha)


and then we started to camwhore in the ridiculous heat.
=D

and i bought the Maxi Cassava duno what chips in Balado flavour
because Hafiz likes Balado
but in the end he didnt eat any!
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this is Hafiz, you probably knew.
we are both fifteen!!!!
=D



oh, btw.
the conductors have finally decided
that the band's going to play Flying High for SYF.
thank God, they made up their minds after like, three weeks?!


thank you very much dear conductors
we've wasted a month being unsure
which piece to dump all our efforts on.
(Y)


i actually voted for Eagle Bend.
i want to play Eagle Bend for SYF,
after all, it's the piece we brought to Hong Kong with us.
i think its far more engaging but Flying High's more exciting,
plus Flying High gives me these adrenaline rushes
that no other piece has ever given me.


anyway i spent a few hours in the band room on Friday
practising Flying High on the trumpet.
it's been ages since i had some privacy with it, chey wtf


met Zul after band at around two or three

and there was actually time to catch a movie.
hahahahaha!
watched Bride Wars because there wasnt any other movie
except Love Matters which is FRIGGING NC16!!!!
WHY AM I NOT 16!?!?!?!


but then again 16 sounds old.
Peter Pan wouldnt allow me to set foot in Neverland ever again.
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