Mock Hell

Is there a point to this pursuit? Your presence causes flurries in my mind. Why did you have to exist? Only problems now.... So with dark setting, light pushes me to go for you. I'd oblige if it weren't for the way you look at her when she plays your songs on cue. Any way you cut it there's a wall that can't be knocked down, though it looks small. I'll perfect my songs and I'll get real strong and I'll watch you play and I'll sing along. I know it seems to you like she will always be your reason to sing but you haven't found me yet.

LONG INTESTINE

I just got home at about 11pm. Stayed back in school to do my showreel but ended up playing pictionary with Logan and Mus, I swear my cheeks are still aching from laughing and smiling too hard the whole time. So during the middle of the game, we chose the topic of "human body parts". Logan drew the small intestine, and I was shouting out "LONG INTESTINE, LONG INTESTINE!" And Mus and Logan were giving each other this incredibly "what-the hell" face, and looking back at me whilst I kept shouting "LONG INTESTINE. IT'S LONG INTESTINE WHAAAAAT."

And then Logan went "SMALL INTESTINE LA BODOH."

Wahhhh. Pai seh sia. HAHAHA.

So my attachment starts in a weeks time and its all I can think about. I'm not obsessively worried about it, I'm just wondering what it's going to be like. My sadness overwhelms the worry though, I'm going to miss my classmates alot! :( I think about having lunch by myself everyday from next Monday onwards and I feel so sad. I envision myself eating lunch alone, then reminiscing of all the stuff we crap about during lunch in school, then I'd laugh to myself and the people around me will assume I'm crazy. Haha. But! Ahh!




I'm going to miss things like "I fly like paper get high like bird, hehexz", the endless displays of the 3D lame sign. Our stupid made up songs, the different laughing styles of everyone, things like "Wahhh the weather very cold, just like your jokes hehexz." and "EEE LAME." Talking in alex tone, singing "No air" and replacing air with chair, hair, food.. anything we can substitute it with. (Tell me how I'm supposed to sit with no chair, can't sit can't sit with no chair... No chaaaair, no chaaaair.) Bubble tea and tabao-ed lunch on the 4th floor benches and laughing our asses off over things people don't get. Hahaha, grabbing our head with both hands and going "ahhhh... ahhhhh." for every single thing that gets us panicky. "The palace explodes the diced chicken" and "BA KUT, THE MEAL."

So many things! Ahhh. You guys make school so much better man.
I will miss you all when we get separated into our different periods ):

Haha I'm actually looking forward to staying overnight in school for tomorrow

I love Ryan Higa

Lame like bird.

*does 3D lame sign*

LOGANRAJ

(taken from Nadhirah's blog)

HAHAHAHAHAHA

I just thought this was too funny. Apparently that's a hairclip in his hair, and he totally forgot about it until Nadhirah took this pic of him and questioned him. PAI SEH SIOLLL. HAHAHA. Logan ah Logan. You never fail to amuse us.

Hehexz.

Miss Firecracker Under the Sun

I dyed my hair red on Sunday.
Named my new hair "Miss Firecracker Under the Sun".
Because er, that's what it looks like under the sun.
It was a complete impulsive move, I intended to go to the salon just to do simple brownish highlights.
Then suddenly I felt adventurous and wanted purple highlights, which they don't have.
So I chose this reddish purple colour, which the hairstylist was so apprehensive about.
But yeah, it ended up completely like reddish brown.
Or maybe even reddish purple under some lights.

Which is okay, I love the red streaks against the my bronze hair.
I feel like a milder version of Hayley Williams from Paramore.
Like maybe how she looked in her mv for "Decode".



*sings to tune of "That's what you get" by Paramore*

"THATS WHAT YOU GET WHEN YOU DYE YOUR HAIR REDDD
WHOAAA OHH OHH OHH OHHHH~~"

Echo's Answer

Feel like bird.

I don't know what to blog about anymore because everything is pretty stagnant now.
The only exciting thing I could blog about today is probably about the studio project and I don't really like blogging about school because it's so boringggg.

In other exciting news, my nose is blocked?
If you call that exciting. Or even news.

I'm troubled. And tired.

Existential Angst

Why did the fire die?
My mum and dad kept theirs alive.

Apology; no?

Her Morning Elegance

Soon she's down the stairs; Her morning elegance she wears; The sound of water makes her dream; Awoken by a cloud of steam; She pours a daydream in a cup; A spoon of sugar sweetens up.

This music video just astounds me.