Today during an awesomely boring and irrelevant lesson at Chua i suddenly got hit by the resolve of coming home after church and lunch to churn out a super long post for this
thing. And as usual, the hype and prospect of this sudden writing-mood excited you for the whole day until you finally sit down in front of your laptop to begin this writing marathon - my mind goes into a blank. it happens all the time, like when your neighbour shoves a sexy ibanez guitar into your face and you suddenly don't know what song you should choose to rock out on the guitar, even though you've been thinking about it the whole day. Or when someone asks what your favourite song/band/food/brand/whatever is and you're suddenly lost for words because of the information overload in my little brain.
so yes i shall first start off with recounting the few interesting events of my lackluster life. Well i can't recall anything except for last night's
SHAKE which was 2-thumbs-up. Nope i will be honest and say there was no way i could appreciate the chinese dances haha oops. but not bad ehh my fellow caveman on HEELS and a candycane VERY VERY CHIC performances well done i liked it. AND why fret over not getting flowers, you got an even cooler japan-oreo-chocolate-puff so stop complaining. and so cool i said hello to 3 primary school friends and a few more interesting people like treb HAHA.
okok yes have to thank the idiot that was willing to leave tuition and watch the dance concert
twice harhar yes very interesting conversation that ensued after the concert.
Deep talk, or however to describe it. Shallow talk's fun, but it just doesn't let you takeaway that fuzzy warm feeling you get from having a deep conversation - the kind that can carry on for such a long time because no one really runs out of something to say. I enjoy conversations that you wished could go on forever if not for curfews or your mind feeling exhausted from all the thinking/talking, and it leaves you thinking about it days/weeks after. oh well unfortunately these kind of talks don't come frequently for me but that probably makes those i've had more memorable and easier to remember [yucks how gh3y and schmaltzy]. AND i'm not the
talkatif kind, self-expression doesn't come by so easily, sadly.
what else did i want to dump here hmm. oh yes too many people in my life who's locks have changed, or i simply lost the key somewhere along the way sigh. 'just break in' so says someone haha well i guess i've learnt how not to loose the key in the future. Okay this should stop this prose is deviating into an emotional calamity. I shall unlock the locksmith in me ['so punny' quotes noah], soon or maybe not hahaha this isn't making much sense ehh.
oh yes FIRE-FIGHT! that was really good the school audi is such an apt venue for rock concerts fwarhh. while west grand boulevard and firefight were performing on stage i was already imagining a psyched up crowd moshing just below the steps of the stage, in direct contrast to the BORING and DEAD sec4 kiddos sitting at the front who weren't even bobbing their heads to the aural pleasure. COME ON MAN FRONT ROW SEATS and this is how you behave in a rock concert?! they were sitting more still than they normally are in chapel! (ok fine most of them weren't there voluntarily hurhur). After that day i went on a sg-music frenzy and discovered
Allura, kind of paramore-ish but not quite but still very good with a rocker-chick on vocals~!
my vocabulary should seriously consist of more than 'very good, quite uber, damn good' speaking of which i would definitely die for SATs because my englishish not very good. See, i just used
good again.
i realised if you just took the above and threw it in somewhere in the middle of Paddy Clarke HA-HA-HA it would still make perfect sense :D well ok except maybe paddy is a much more carefree and humorous little boy while i... well the rest of my thoughts have probably been lost in translation and i should stop this literary expulsion of incoherent thoughts.
i concur that public holidays are actually DETRIMENTAL because now I have one more reason to procrastinate over the weekend only to find myself in a crisis the day before school reopens. Henceforth, i shall start on the
- 500 words of politically-correct-goodness-CAS-essay
- final physecks prak of the year (HOORAY)
- the so-called final EE draft (i don't believe you, EvilEE supervisors)
- what comes after EE? tok duh.
- and ekons woohoo.
- and maths
- and i should stop because theres actually more
ahhahahaha wow long post sigh i've lost it
I WELCOME THE JUNE HOLIDAYS WITH OPEN ARMS~