Life is just so meaningless these days. All I do is wake up, go to school, come back, do my work and sleep. It's so clockwork, so monotonous. I miss the excitement and drama life has to offer. Perhaps it's due to the fact that I'm barely keeping up with all the projects, presentatations and datelines. Three whole years of this is going to suck my soul dry. Sometimes I wonder how I'm ever gonna come out of this alive.



When you're at the end of the road
And you've lost all sense of control
And your thoughts have taken their toll
When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul

Your faith walks on broken glass
And your hangover doesn't pass
Nothing's ever built to last
You're in ruins

When it's time to live and let die
And you can't get another try
And something inside this heart has died
You're in ruins



I'm in ruins.

I have figured out why guys like bimbos. It's because they themselves are stupid and the fact that their girlfriends are worst than them makes them feel smarter. Guys, do you have to sink so low? If you're stupid, you're stupid. It doesn't matter whether your girlfriend is dumber than you, cause in the end, YOU'RE STILL STUPID. It isn't a matter of relativity, if you're stupid than you are and if for some messed up reason you need a girl to make you feel better at night, then I have lost my faith in boys. BOYS.

I want a man not a boy who thinks he can.

Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right
I hope you had the time of your life

So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth it was worth all the while

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life

So it goes another lonely day
You're saving time but you're miles away
Your flowers drowning in some bitter tea
Seeing lost opportunity

Find your mirror
Go and look inside
See the talent you always hide
Don't go kid yourself, well not today
Satisfaction's not far away

Hold on now, your exit's here
It's waiting just for you
Don't pause too long
It's fading now
It's ending all too soon you'll see
Soon you'll see

Your coffee's warm but your milk is sour
Life is short but you're here to flower
Dream yourself along another day
Never miss opportunity

Don't be scared of what you cannot see
Your only fear is possibility
Never wonder what the hell went wrong
Your second chance may never come along

URGH.
Recess week is almost over and it feels like it barely started. The only hint of recess I got was shopping with Amelia today. But I only got my brows done, got extensions (YES! haha!), and ate lunch. I didn't make any purchases today. There was no debit done to my inventory account but my cash account still got credited nonetheless. It was pretty sad that I didn't see anything I liked at City Plaza or Far East. The only thing that caught my eye was the two shades of nail polish I tried at O2 skin which I wanna get since it's 50%. And maybe that pair of strappy wedges. MAYBE. But I have enough shoes already, though it's like I've been wearing only one pair of sandals to school. Everyday for 5 weeks now.

Oh yes, back to recess week, which was more like hell week because of the assignment overload plus the supposed catching up, study-wise. It was genarally worst than a typical school week. What kind of recess week is this? It really reminds me of the stupid one week break they gave us to mug for JC1 promos. Except I didn't mug this time round even though I should have.

And I have to go back to school in a couple of hours time for the PVS Main Comm photoshoot. GO BACK NTU AGAIN. This is irritating, having to spend 2 freaking hours on the train home myself because my dear old brother will be leaving me to eat lunch with someone else. Oh wells, I guess my ipod and Financial Management notes will keep me company.

Sunday, which is tomorrow, means I'll be going back to hall again. Which means going back to that hard bed, and sleeping at 2plus every morning again. BAHHHHHH. Not that I mind the 2am thing cuz HTHTing is fun but mainly its the bed that sucks. I feel like bringing an extra mattress and laying it on top of the current one.

One week just flew past.



It's october again
Leaves are falling down
One more year's come and gone
And nothing's changed at all
Wasn't I supposed to be so strong?