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apologies for not blogging

i'm kinda busy and tired

so ya..

-SillY-

{ 11:56 PM }

I hate to procrastinate.

There are many things that i want to post but i've been too busy to do it.

-startbreathingindeeplyandstarttoprocrastinateagain-



{ 2:32 PM }

First time for the whole day without music to feed my ears

The only song i've heard over and over again is this...




beep beep




-the rest of the lyrics you know it too-


Pfft



{ 11:22 PM }

{ 10:57 AM }

Let me hold you for the last time
It's the last chance to feel again

I'm the one counting
But i know it's worth it


{ 1:57 PM }

would you?



{ 10:54 AM }

I've been given a very important task :
To stay awake

It's not working
Someone put sleeping pills in my milo


{ 11:11 AM }

Eye bags.That's the word for the whole entire month.Reflection's coming which means choreography which means more practices which means lesser time to rest.All happening during the weekdays.And when the weekend arrive,we'll spent our days sleeping on our comfy bed without the care in the world about going out to meet up with people.I hope the day pass by quick.

Pfft

I wish i could stop time at a certain part of my life




{ 10:05 AM }

I left the house with a smile on my face
The trusty iPod played songs-to-start-off-my-morning
The sky was perfect blue and the clouds were friendly
The bus came in time and met with my long lost bro on the way to school

But things don't always go to plan

To start of the Monday was a very difficult problem
Then came the stomachache
This is due to spicy food that i love so much
Only God know how painful the visit to the toilet was
But i manage to get things done and things solve

And then,i am happy again
All thanks to you

Now you have to keep me awake
Heeeee



{ 5:15 PM }

There are times when someone needs a pillar to hold on to
It's when you are lost or in need for someone to talk to

This is when you need a solid platform
Never shaken,never moving

And this is when you need someone with an open ear
Because that is when you can pour out your feelings or fear

I'll hold you and you'll hold me
Together,we make it through certainly

Like ten shades of winter
I'll be your sun,never fading






{ 11:45 PM }

The sight,the sounds,the taste,the feel and the smell.all of them differs from what you have in Singapore.Malaysia(i mean the suburb) is a place where it brings the kampung boy in you.It doesn't feel like home but it felt a little different.


The sight
At first glance,you know straight away that the kampung you're living in has been there for years.The timber already loses its colors,the creaking of every door and not forgetting the electric fan that could be as old as my Mum.The seats are made from the finest wood which is why it's been there since the start.The backyard houses chickens and other creatures that even i don't recognize them.The sight was pretty well for me.


The taste
There is a big difference in food between Malaysia and Singapore.The drink taste different, less taste more gas.Chicken less meat because the chicken is from the backyard in other word : fresh.And ketupat.There's more there then here.Enough said.


The sound
Bang!With just one sound you know that you're going to have loads of fun.Magnesium oxide gives color to this beautiful combustion.And the sound is just thrilling.Nothing much nothing less.


The feeling
Floor.That is what came to mind when you're at a kampung.Sleeping on the floor and the only comfort is your pillow.And if you're from Singapore,nasty mosquitos would love to try your delicious foreign blood.I had a few good red little bite marks on the arm and feet which brings me to scratch like a monkey.Damn blood suckers!


The smell
Morning is the best.Fresh air because you're surrounded by trees and the only thing block your nose is the smell of smoke left by the explosions last night.You rarely sneeze there and your brain function better with a good respiration for your body.


Kids sure say the darnest yet smartest things.

I hope that sums up how my Raya went at Malaysia.And if you haven't experience any like mine,you should try it.Seriously.

Back in Singapore.Back to life.



{ 12:44 AM }