THISISmydance.

Saturday, May 13

how long have i been in this storm?
so overwhelmed by the ocean's shapeless form
water's getting harder to tread
with these waves crashing over my head

if i could just see you
everything would be alright
if i could see you
this darkness would turn to light

and i will walk on water
and you will catch me if i fall

Thursday went great. Long-long day which almost got my mum all worried till she called my dad overseas, but it was all worth it. Watched Final Destination 3 and omfg, it scared the shit out of me. it was cool and all but ugh, gruesome's the word?
so yeah.

from school, i hurried down to grandma's house to get my mums day gift which i conveniently left when i went there to get my phone. so yes, another unnessessary trip made. left katong at around 6 and managed to reach tampines fifteen minutes before seven. but number 10 rocks. it's so damn frickydicky fast.

and SAJC won 3-0 to TPJC! woohoooo! you go SA! heh. and i pinned my first try in guessing the score. am i good or what?

SA, the dream school.
-coughs-
lets get back to reality.

Dinner at swensens. talked about music, school, loads of JC talk, which was actually quite overwhelming. i mean, i never thought the people in jc would be backstabbers for one, and just plain hard-core irritating it would be so disturbing to the damn eye-ball. i mean i thought secondary school was bad enough. oh well, i'll just face it. me wanting to go to JC is one thing. Getting there is another.

well, cheers to Nad, Wei Ming and Gerry for a prosperous JC life.

the beginning is yet the struggle

reached home close to eleven-thirty to find my lil brat of a brother awake, without the knowledge of my mum, of course. anddid i mention that he's a brat from hell!

me: Jashan, go to bed. it's way past your bedtime. eh, go get me the cordless.
jashan: yeah okay [and goes on playing with his toys]
me: JASHAN!
jashan: i'll get it. [goddammed long pause] eventually.

to them, it may all seem very overpowering.
to me, its just a heell load amount of watching too much teevee.
there was once where i asked him to go fetch me something and he said 'yeah, i'll mull over it'

what a scorny little brat. and he's a freaking 10 year old. like Grow Up already.
brat.

malay Os are in exactly 2 weeks and 2 days.
lets just say i'm praying for a miracle i would chance upon.

face it, my malay sucks to the very core.

life's been extremely discontentful.
not that i'm overwhelmed by it to make this seem a least bit depressing of an entry, but i dont know, its just too hard to comprehend or to even annotate.

barely surviving has become my purpose
'cause i'm so used to living underneath the surface.

din