It's been a good year, a good new beginning
I'm through with the old school, so let's commence the winning
I've been a good little worker bee
I deserve a gold star
Gone are the glad hands, the black holes and liars,
The constant companions, obnoxious suppliers.
Carnivore kings milking holiday sins,
Comas and cashmere.
It went from no good to fucked up and over.
A total distortion of lifelong disorders,
Barreling headfirst through fresh open wounds.
This, I was not used to.
- Worker Bee by Motion City Soundtrack
Music
I love music! Okay, it's because I love the story that the composer wrote. It's super AWESOME. Love the touching kind. Okay because I read the lyrics. The song Worker Bee was about remembering the past and the mistakes that he did. And also how things have taken toll. In small words, that his life wasn't perfect but things have come to a much greater sense. Like cute, right? Okay, I don't even know why it's cute. (^_-)
Off button
If everyone has an off and on button, and you would want to switch off one of your family members, who would it be?
As for me, MUM! No offence. But it would be her. Because if she would shut up [wooo, rough word.] then dad would too. So, yea. MUM.
I look younger?! [Waddafak]
Actually, it's a good thing. WEE! Not one but three told me that. First was mum's friend. The convo.
MMM [Don't know her name, but I know it start with an M]: Girl, you sec what?
Sha: Sec 1.
MMM: Then you [referring to me] must be in Primary 6?
Me: ?? No, next year I'll be in sec 5.
It was a last two years convo.
Then the next one was with "I'm SORRY"'s friend.
Friend: You how old?
Me: Guess?
Friend: 15?
Me: WHAT?! NOOOO! I'm 17 lah!
Friend: Serious.
Me: [Turned to look at KIRA.]
That was when Kira and I met I'M SORRY and his friend and went to bad memories.
Then this year. I was in a class [it's not the school kinda class] and two of my classmates asked and the whole class was listening to my conversation with them.
Nazif: Eh? You take art?
Me: Yea.
Nazif: So? This year you O or N?
Me: HAH? I finished already.
Nazif: HAH? How old are you?
Me: This year 18.
Khai: WHAT?! You 18? I thought you 13!
So yea. There goes! It' super good that I look younger than my sister! HAHA!!
I'm through with the old school, so let's commence the winning
I've been a good little worker bee
I deserve a gold star
Gone are the glad hands, the black holes and liars,
The constant companions, obnoxious suppliers.
Carnivore kings milking holiday sins,
Comas and cashmere.
It went from no good to fucked up and over.
A total distortion of lifelong disorders,
Barreling headfirst through fresh open wounds.
This, I was not used to.
- Worker Bee by Motion City Soundtrack
Music
I love music! Okay, it's because I love the story that the composer wrote. It's super AWESOME. Love the touching kind. Okay because I read the lyrics. The song Worker Bee was about remembering the past and the mistakes that he did. And also how things have taken toll. In small words, that his life wasn't perfect but things have come to a much greater sense. Like cute, right? Okay, I don't even know why it's cute. (^_-)
Off button
If everyone has an off and on button, and you would want to switch off one of your family members, who would it be?
As for me, MUM! No offence. But it would be her. Because if she would shut up [wooo, rough word.] then dad would too. So, yea. MUM.
I look younger?! [Waddafak]
Actually, it's a good thing. WEE! Not one but three told me that. First was mum's friend. The convo.
MMM [Don't know her name, but I know it start with an M]: Girl, you sec what?
Sha: Sec 1.
MMM: Then you [referring to me] must be in Primary 6?
Me: ?? No, next year I'll be in sec 5.
It was a last two years convo.
Then the next one was with "I'm SORRY"'s friend.
Friend: You how old?
Me: Guess?
Friend: 15?
Me: WHAT?! NOOOO! I'm 17 lah!
Friend: Serious.
Me: [Turned to look at KIRA.]
That was when Kira and I met I'M SORRY and his friend and went to bad memories.
Then this year. I was in a class [it's not the school kinda class] and two of my classmates asked and the whole class was listening to my conversation with them.
Nazif: Eh? You take art?
Me: Yea.
Nazif: So? This year you O or N?
Me: HAH? I finished already.
Nazif: HAH? How old are you?
Me: This year 18.
Khai: WHAT?! You 18? I thought you 13!
So yea. There goes! It' super good that I look younger than my sister! HAHA!!
