Might have used too many emojis in this. Speaking of which, :>

This makes me so happy.

Sick again,

So this really makes my day. :>


Fingers crossed, I will be able to attend the exam tomorrow.

EDIT: it's 6pm now and it still feels like death in a nutshell... Complaining is useless so I shall stop.

EDIT: yeap I went and it was alright :D   See? Never give up till the last minute. ;) I even stayed on for a makeup lesson and am now doing some other stuffs at 10pm.   ((I'm soo stronggg~))

EDIT: there's nth to say, I just really liked writing 'EDIT's.     ;-)

'Friends forever', but I haven't yet joined you truly. Thank you for forgiving that ugly confession, because anything more would be wishful thinking. I love you all, bunch of messy oceans beneath lakes.

Box of chocolates
Each with their distinct flavor
Pistachio, chili, blueberry, strawberry, mousse, mango.
Manufactured in different continents
Packaged into unique little cases
Friction
Heat

They melt.

Glob of mess
Unintended mixing

They freeze.

Now connected,
Spider webs have formed
Spiders have never inhibited this place,
But salt has paved the way to a torch
A torch that invites the dark
Spiders are welcomed

For it'd be a reason to stay together.

Some of them sprout wings.

The flavor had taken time to develop itself

A deep burgundy gurgle of wine and grapes
A mango filling that turned sour, then sweet
A mousse that melted and became velvety

Separation will only occur if you leave pieces behind.

Will it last?

My darlings, my loves

Will we last?

I'm the cover, distant and wanting
Impure intentions that shroud your light
Never one with the box

You've reached out

I've redrawn

You have so much beauty within its hard to be detached

But now it's the end
Could be the beginning
Could be the end
Could be the start of an incineration

Flames of passion or flames of destruction

How'd we know?

The cover loves you.

Anything else would be too much to ask for

But hopefully,
You'd all be happy like you said you were after the tears in the dark room.

Tryna keep the water warm

God I wish I never spoke. Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap.

In. Love. In so much love right now.

Love.
Love, I say
With her beautiful voice and style of music.

Probably say this for so many things in life on a day-to-day basis  :p

Buuuuuuuutttt!

This is a really unique and strikingly meaningful artist to listen to
Even if there is a slight angsty undertone to it

Oh, I know
Let's call her the Rosy singer.

Tag, you're It.

Such depth, darkness, and thorny beauty in the lyrics she writes. :>

Someone told me stay away from things that aren't yours. Was he yours if he wanted me so bad?

"You don't love her. Stop lying with those words."

After all, it still has a gritty sponge of symbolism and metaphorical spiky bloom one can never get enough of.

Done it all at sixteen. Aint it sweet?

Try it!

Been there, done that.

Every single one of em. ;)

Tired and fulfilled

It's been a long day.

2 tests and cca 

Dinner out with mum, a rare time where something other than home-cooked food is enjoyable without being a bunch of delicious junk

Going for a concert for charity that comprises of bands from school

Falling in love from all dem goosebumps

Buying tickets for tomorrow

Being alone for trips down like these feels different

Perhaps from the surprising fact that I actually went out with groups of friends this year

Perhaps from almost expecting it now that I have had the luxury of experiencing it before

But it most definitely doesn't make you feel like you're missing out on anything.

In fact, there's a lot more freedom and fun, coupled with silence that is recharging.

(But of course it'd be nice too if there were people around.. Heheh)

Part two is most definitely gonna be just as filled with beautiful voices and sick dance moves :>

I can't wait! :D

Overly sure of oneself.

I am so bad at seeing past facades and two-faced people

I only see the obvious.

I believe so easily.

Yet, I think so highly of my reading skills.

Pffft at such wrongly placed pride...   >~<

Just proves that there is much more out there to be learnt and practiced!

So it continues tomorrow. Let's do this! :D

Family time, productiveness, sleep, and food.

Life doesn't get any better than this. :>

Girls like girls like boys too

Guy's acting could be sharpened a little, although it works for the audio and effect.

^ Really liking this song and the music video.

It's so kyote. :>

Yes please to sleep.

I've been so exhausted and tense lately.

Thank god for these days of holidays; I finally got my 9 hours for three days straight

^ That is honestly a very miraculously miraculous miracle :p

I still feel reeeaaallly tired, but at least it now feels much, much, muuuuch better without the aching shoulders, headaches, and my persistent best friend named Dizziness.

Now.
Get up from that bed and make yourself breakfast.

Motivation!!

*snuggles into the pillows*

I don't wanna get up!!!

^ Look at the number of exclamation marks.

As a Lit student, allow me to notify you of the significance in tone and choice of such usage.

Bother me if you dare,
Annoying growling stomach and fantasies of self-making cups of coffee and cookies.

Speaking of which, I need dem Oreos in my life. It's so vast and empty without it. And oh, of course its not milk that's gonna accompany them!
Dem milk molecules ruin everything.

I don't have pretty words. I just know that your faces are hovering above the bubble I created.

You don't always attract what you are
Nor do you always attract what you deserve

You attract what you crave most
You get stuck with what you fear most
And if you don't make the right choices in overcoming this fear
You in some sense deserve it
Not in attracting it
But in not leaving it,
Hard, cruel and painful as it is.

You search for what you hope to find
You avoid what you accidentally stumble upon, even if it's good

You then find what you have always always searched for.



Just don't lose yourself along the way
Cuz it always works out,

Although never quite as efficiently or as quick.

Cold.

Some of us are really talented and hence privileged people
Some of us are successful for most attempts
Some of us don't settle for anything less than the best

That's good and all,
But some of us can look down on others because of this smooth sailing life of constantly coming in first or 'best'.
Some of us experience ugly emotions when someone whom you've always classified as 'less capable' suddenly emerges as 'more capable' than you.
Some of us get angry.
Some of us are jealous.
Some of us spew lethal blobs of acid at others, melting them into bleeding fragments.
Some of us smile and deliver intricately designed blades aimed at vulnerable spots.

Some of us have been looked up to our entire lives.
Some of us have looked down on friends and foes alike.
Some of us are friends with whom allows and makes us look down on them because they put us on a pedestal and themselves under the wheels.

Some of us expect and believe in always being at the top
Some of us are unable to accept anything below being 'first'.




Your eyes say it all.

Your smile, actions, and words are just as steely and icy.

Your soul I therefore have no interest in searching.

Do you care that I'm cliched? Because she doesn't and I don't. :)

I really love it when mum laughs.

That slight crinkle round her eyes
That freckled toothy grin
That way of tearing up sometimes

The way she is so comical and cute without trying
The way she is so kind and simple at heart despite seeing things clearly
The way she repeats everything at least twice
The way she gets angry at certain people for me
The way she gets angry at me for the stupid things I do
The way she never hesitates to help others
The way she and dad showed me the best of what this world has to offer

The way she goes about doing her business as a mom, or simply, as her.


I'm not a funny person and I know it
But somehow she laughs with me, never at me
Somehow my stories are amusing
And she never jeers at me for anything

She just critiques and encourages.
She believes and trusts.
She forgives and understands.
She doesn't always listen and is always really eager in giving advice
But that's what makes her such a warm-hearted and bubbly person.


Everything is genuine.
From her smile to the way she teaches me to never harm others
From her love and limitless care to my personality that isn't lovable at all

You wouldn't see this since you don't like reading
And real life actions convey this better anyway

But I really really really love you ma.

You're the most beautiful homo sapien I've ever seen, inside and out.

Idealistic, but I don't believe in equating realism with pessimism.

My expectations of people are too high.

Mom and dad are right about this.

But should I really be lowering my expectations just so I can not be hurt
And just so that I can become a more likable person without the thorns embedded since the very beginning?

To not expect is to not believe in the ones you choose to keep by your side.

To not believe in people is to allow your soul to die.

To kill your heart yourself is not what I believe in.

To seek those whom will not tug at your heart strings and twist it into a cruel knot is the way to go instead, is it not?

I'll be realistic. You guys are not whom will remain in my life.

But I'll keep searching. I'll not stop believing and expecting.

We shouldn't ever let what sparkles inside die just so we can continue living.

I don't believe in that.