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it's at times like this when the few words I get from you brighten up my... nah, nevermind.
10.2.10
Okay, not really. It's at times like this when I look at how my life is right now and wish for the simpler times.Say 'hello', to the O Levels year. These days, we're expected to study every single day, hand up all our homework in time, come for ccas and complete endless ten-year series and assessment books. Seriously, Singapore (and the rest of the world who does this shit)? We are teenagers who are, as you adults have said yourself, restless irresponsible and undisciplined brats. How the heck do you expect us to finish everything when we're busy having a life?
I have no point in this. Gah. It's probably because I just realized that I haven't left school before 4pm for weeks (Fridays don't count). To me, it's incredibly saddening that I'm wasting my youth inside this horrible fenced area learning things that I know I would never use in my entire life. It's depressing.
In other news, been listening a lot to maroon 5, parachute and the script. Infatuation, undercontrol and the end where I begin. Songs have been describing how I feel a lot lately. No words, just songs. Which doesn't really make sense, but blegh. That's just how I think.
To the two awesome people: I miss you. I miss you so bad. (slipped away - avril lavigne)
To an awesome person: whispers 'hello, I miss you quite terribly'. (here in your arms - hellogoodbye)
To quite a lot of people: don't wanna hate you, don't wanna fight you. Know I'll always love you, but right now I just don't like you. (which to bury, us, or the hatchet? - relient k)
To someone: here is the church and here is the steeple. We sure are cute for two ugly people. (anyone else but you - the moldy peaches)
It isn't just about the lyrics. It's the song itself. On the bus, I plug on my earphones and put my songs on shuffle and get quite high when I realize I can fit a song to my situation. I might just be really bored, but whatever. Don't judge me.
In more earth-ly topics, I finally got an iPhone, and I named it 'Stalin'. I have my reasons for naming my lovely phone a dictator, so don't judge me. For my own amusement, knowing you'll think I'm probably totally nuts (and I probably am) so I guess I've got nothing to lose, let me just say that one of the reasons cos I don't want to name it 'Adolf'. I'm naming my first kid that. So yeah. Oh, I bought Stalin clothes yesterday. Make that just clothe. :/ it's transparent. Hahahaha. I like the minimalistic design of the back cover of the iPhone. Next thing to buy for Stalin is LE earphones. They cost almost a hundred bucks so it's gonna be a while before I can get them. I'm horrible in saving money.
Okay, I'm starting to get sleepy. I'm thinking of crashing really early tonight. I'm pretty sure I'm gonna be super tired tomorrow, so it's like stocking up on energy. Haha.
Colours are wonderful things.
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