sometimes i agree with my sister. well ok, sometimes is an overstatement. i had things i wanted to blog about, but i just realised these information is too personal. and perhaps there's something unethical about it if i blog those stuff :/

darn.

double darn, school's starting on wednesday.

can you take this silence like a pill so i can breathe again?
i've been trying to ignore the best part of you,
but i'm still hoping that i'll be with you somehow, somehow.

please be home tonight,
i'll die if i don't get a chance to make this just right.
i'm sorry but i can't forget about the way i feel
every time you're here.

hopeless love, why did you carve your home in me?
this broken heart is too weak to hold your weight.
and now i regret the day we met
and help me forget your name.

it's been a long time since i've listened to daphne loves derby, like copeland this genre is strangely therapeutic and helps amnesia. crap, but thinking about stuff like these too much is somehow bad. haha i don't want to be branded emo.

on the other hand, while the likes of blessthefall may sound mature, but actually their lyrics hide no meaning. yet at the same time i'm attracted to the headbanging rhythmic tendencies of their songs zz. music is just so addictive i can't live without it.

i feel oddly blissful.

oh well maybe next year i'll do something for christmas.

Budget hotels in Singapore, is the industry an oligopolistic market structure?

i have to write a four thousand word essay on that and i don't know where to begin. on top of that, add in tok essay, tok presentation, cas file and econs ia. oh have i done my chem ia, crap.

school in eight days, great, i'm looking forward to that. yaya.

i shall do whatever it takes to save that cat, before curiosity kills it. the things in life you have to worry about just keep surfacing in many forms.

tomorrow's christmas!

you know it's one thing to say you enjoyed the opportunity to serve in the youth camp committee, and a whole different thing to say you want to do it again. somehow i missed the experience of being an ordinary camper. there's alot of unsorted after-camp thoughts running through my head right now, but being lazy i shan't go to the extent of sorting them out and writing every single detail down.

staying awake was one of the daunting tasks that i faced the entire duration of camp. HA. and without coffee at that. i'm just glad everyday debriefs and briefing for the next day lasted short enough for sufficient rest. have i mentioned, IT WAS A GREAT CAMP :D that is backed by many many testimonies. somehow that thought brings about a certain gratifying satisfaction, not that i am one who is ambitious and embraces a job well done. but, i feel i don't have alot of things going on in my life now that i can be proud of, thus my euphoria towards the outcome of camp :) if not for planning and executing camp and my flying activities, i think it would be safe to say i wasted my holidays..

right now it feels as if a certain part of my daily living is absent :/ and i'm having dilemmas about relationship issues :/ grr, or am i just thinking a tat too much..