rararandom.
i think i am someone who gets sick and tired of things easily.
i get tired of
songs
blog themes
things i do
and whateveryoucanthinkof.
i am fussy like that.
like i change my blog theme like some time ago
and then now i am changing it again
and again and again
and after so many previews,
i finally stick to this not-so-nice-but-not-so-ugly theme.
its getting old you see,
someone with huge brain cells should go
design some better-looking themes with vibrant colours
and not the too boring-looking ones like we have now.
okayla, i dont have a mega huge brain to do that,
at least something a little bit bigger than a pea brain (nyehehe).
so, i shouldnt be going around complaining right?
we should appreciate what we have here,
people in the third-world countries dont have what we have, no?
alrighhhhht, that wasnt my words.
helloyellowmarshmellow, it’s Mr W talking here.
i just hacked into this miss little pea brain account
and yakked about some crappy stuffs
i shouldn’t have. ok bye.
Burn it away.
today,
i feel like crap.
school is just a pastime that i cant seem to runaway from,
just that the pastime here is never my favourite.
school is just a mundane, cut and dry routine
that i have to deal with every single day.
school is just a mistake that sometimes i regret making,
sometimes i just feel like breaking free from the mess i put myself into.
everything feels like crap.
school
lecturers who breathe down my neck
lectures that have nothing got to do with what i am studying
people
school
assignments
projects
reports
school
crappy day; what a way to start off the week.
nah, its not the monday blues,
must be someone’s blues that caught onto me.
i swear if i could turn back time, i would study real hard
to get what i wanted.
i never wanted this
because
this
was
never
good
enough
for
me.
p/s: dear Mr DoubleYou, i hate you already!
Favourite things #03.
you know what i love?
i love “bonding sessions” with my big brother,
yes, that’s what An call it, bonding bonding.
the one &only thing i have in common
with him is the kind of music we hear.
and if you are wondering what genre that is, picture this;
loud
head bang-along
screamo-esque
with a pinch of electronic synthesiser notes
and that spells – a w e s o m e !
alright alright, i know you all will go
“Is that even music?”
but hey, everyone have their own definition of music
and we differ in our preferences
so respect that, thank you 
so, anyway, our bonding sessions
are just watching our favourite bands’ live performance,
sing-along and head bang-along(!)
and he intro-ed me some new songs from bands that havent even existed
or rather underground bands
(yes, we dig underground music!)
and then today, i accompanied him to beach rd to get his camp stuffs
and he treated me to this chocolate shake for that
(i call it a sinful indulge)
which i almost vomit out cuz it was too sweet (ack!)
but I still love you bro!
then i brought him to the library as he wanted to borrow
the verse novel that i intro-ed to him
and bring it to camp.
Mom was like,
“Whoa, suddenly someone wants to read a book!” (hehehe)
eventhough i had to push away my assignments
just to spend some quality time with him,
it was worth it because i seldom do stuffs with him
what with him and his loyalty towards the country (lol).
i miss going out with him,
window-shopping and surveying for stuffs
walking from Dhoby Ghaut to City Hall
(i used to complain whenever he suggested walking instead of
taking the train because he thinks “it’s just a short distance”, i still do)
and i miss you already big brother! 
