May 2012
20 posts
“If these walls could talk, you know what they’d say? ‘Wanna hear some memories?’”
– Rachel Green (via kdizzlethearistocat)
My favourite bracelet snapped and my hair got caught in the hairdryer (ouch).
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Some things are awful. Like the bitter taste of pills when you don’t swallow them fast enough. Fights. Getting yelled at. Death. The thought of death. Sweet and sour pork. But the most awful thing in life is to regret. It is a slow excavation of the soul. I regret my inability to channel Mind to voice box. It’s usually not that hard.
Try try try again
FREE BITCH BABY. I had all these mental pictures of how my post-exam days would be like. Painting the town red, partying till we can’t remember our names the next day, never returning home. I kid. I’ve been watching a lot of TV. If there’s one thing I love, it’s television. More than my iPhone or facebook or tumblr or starbucks or H&M. My friends don’t get why I...
“What’s chloroplast? Is it that thing that’s in a plant? Oh wait that’s chlorophyll. It’s part of a chloroplast right. Oh no wait, chlorophyll’s that thing in swimming pools”
“THAT’S CHLORINEEEEEE”
I knew that. What was I thinking? Not enough brain capacity to realise what was coming out of my mouth after memorising mountainous piles of...
I NEED GRANOLAAAAAAAA
I spent 1hr45mins watching Justin Bieber’s Never Say Never on HBO. What is this.
April 2012
30 posts
1 tag
blogsecret:
When people ask you “where have you been?” they really mean “I missed you.”
Parkinson's Law
Happens everytime
I feel like I’m on a treadmill. Always running for the finish but never actually reaching it. It is of course not literal because we all know I can’t run for my life. Been slacking on the studying and at such a wrong time considering the countdown to finals is less than a month. If Singapore had cram schools it’d make good money from me.
Where is my mind
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Let’s see. My folks are bugging me about getting some exercise to strengthen my lungs since it has never been functioning as well as an average set of lungs should. I had my 4th doctor’s appointment in 2 months and I’m relying on an inhaler for now. Also relying on a lot of hope that it’ll be my final solution. Brings me back to when I was 4-6— disgusted with the...
Sunday School
“Know the meaning behind good Friday and Easter Sunday?” Yeah Dad of course I did. Sunday School taught me. Sunday School. Ha how long ago was that. I didnt like it. The folks would go for mass and I’d wish I could join them. Be amongst all the adults even though I knew all the kids “belonged” in the classrooms upstairs. I didnt like it cause I didnt fit in. All the...
