in black & white

niceonela:

WHERE IS MY DAMN SMS!?!?

high tech until never send sms.

smile :D

why the fuck am i awake so early. haiz.

oh well blackshot was fun ystd, headshots are very theraputic, i must say.

on a different note, WHY IS EVERYONE CHANGING THEIR URL; i feel left out bwahaha.

on another different note, my hair needs to growwwwww. at least the back cause the fringe isn’t that short now, but like everything else is standing up coz it’s so short. oh vell.

zzz. thinking makes me tired.

unclench your fists,

fuck it,

and put on a smile.

mjolnir-siol:

“Blow Wind Blow”

“Blow What?”

“Blow all the GUYS!”

“Blow all the GIRLS!!”

that’s exactly how i felt about orientation. went to school yesterday with absolutely no preconceived ideas and perceptions and… buh.

i must say, i’m kinda in a horrible mood. being enthusiatic while the rest of the ohgee trudges along is not only pathetic and depressing, but it annoys the motherfuck outta me.

and yes oen, i will try to be optimistic.

and my goodness the rest of the guys are as pathetic and shy as the girls. geez, i don’t expect you to be as daring as me, but really, it’s just a person of the opposite sex pfft.

if there is a god, put me in a nice class.

that if my class people turn out to be damn boring, i might as well study hard and not play too much.

then this loud sarcastic voice in the back of my head said this,

“be the best that you can be, or just make people think you’re doing so”

ahhh.

anyway today. first day at cj. morning was kinda stoned. missed two buses at toa payoh, ended up later than oen ahahaha.

got there, went to hall and got split up into the ohgees. three sji guys in ohgee7: me, yash and brandon lim. the rest of the guys were pretty okay i guess. gay melvin, which i know from pri sch. acsb dude. st gab’s dude. random girl nerds who look weird. and kinda cute girl. so i guess, they don’t exceed expectations.

blah blah blah. had a few talks on subjects and applying for the combinations online. slept during the one on chem and econs. anyway i’ll probably apply for 4 h2s. pcme.

anyway the real surprising thing was that my ohgee was so terribly soft-spoken, i naturally forced myself to me loud, enthusiastic and uncharacteristically sociable. and rmbr when sirhan (or someone else) told us how we, josephians were going to further eductaional institutions and will become leaders? i think it’s actually true, i mean i can easily say most sji boys are fun-loving enought to motivate others to be enthusiastic. heh, so that’s the learning bit, i guess.

i really hope everyone else starts talking, and i swear if everyone else is naturally quiet… THERE WILL BE BLOOD. pfft. and uhm yea thank goodness i know nat (facil/senior), or else it’ll be weirder.

anyway he’s the one who sabo-ed me to go and say *insert post title here*. hahaha charlotte was some other ohgee’s facil. lmao, bet nat didn’t think i’d do it xD

mjolnir-siol:

even if people say cj uni are pyjamas, look at it this way. That will make it all the more comfortable to sleep! =D

or to take off xD

i slept at four. because after i turned off the comp at 3 something then when i got to my room, someone hadddd to call me. argh. ánd then bla blah bla until four la cb.

anyway i’m so lucky my phone was on vibrate the whole night(oh wait, morning), because when i wake up i see the notifications spamming their balls out.

5 messages, 3 missed calls.

rawr. still sleepy. and i have to try to get my body clock right, by tomorrow?

Completely spammed with
Josphians and
CHIJ

f
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and in every clause,
you strike with joy,
with each pause,
we fall further into the ploy.

and stuck at home >.<

you are patient,
you are kind,
you’ll never leave our minds,
you can hurt in the behind.

you are tender,
you are strong,
you would make a good steak,
and could last forever.

you are pleasure,
you are pain,
you’re about giving,
and not what we stand to gain.

you are honest,
you are trust,
truth here is a must,
stop thinking about all that lust.

you are beautiful,
you are sexy,
sometimes you’re so petty,
nothing but messy.

you are nowhere,
you are everywhere,
people are always looking for you,
surprise them, that’s what you always do.

you are everything,
you are nothing,
no one could ever find the right words for you;
i know it’s not nice,
but your name will have to suffice,
so… what are you?

i bet you when school starts and once i start stoning in all the leassons, poems will come easily. hahaha consperm.

it’s no excuse to want new friends
just because the old ones have gotten boring.
it’s no excuse to want someone else
just because you still need the previous fling.
it’s no excuse to stay out late
just because home’s got too much hate.
it’s no excuse to ask questions
which you’re too afraid to ask yourself.

___________

i think i’ll take a nap.

sorry, can’t.

i am tired. of things.

they’re what zombies eat.

the silver plate is just there.

i is annoyed.

i was thinking of writing a really cheem poem and stuff, you know one that fuzzy has no chance understanding, just to get the crap outta my head. but i have this strong feeling that i’m currently to lazy. so i guess this place needs to wait, if it wants some poetic juice.

you resist and i can see that,
don’t bother just open the can
and spill the beans, you won’t get fat.

open brain.

open mind.

think.