when will life ever be carefree and fun and fitting for a teenager?
talk about having a deprived childhood in singapore.
we don't even have a decent teen hood.
i think i'm claustrophobic.
or is it just the space we get here.
so dense and stuffy.
so filled with expectations.
so saturated with dreams but,
so sparse with materialization.
what happened to road trips
and parties
and sleepovers?
what happened to fun?
its so suffocating.
so boring.
so consuming.
why won't you come my way september?
so i'll know if i can break out of this all.
so i'll know when life begins.
i look forward to weekends,
but weekends feel like weekdays.
and i look forward to the next weekend again.
as naive as ever.
until life begins.
till then i'm running on empty.
"5 o' clock and a fire escape symphony,
Spilling out across the road and the square,
And the sky's the same as your own, do you think of me?
Do the parks, and trees, and the leaves, reach you, there?
After the rain, in the lonely hours he haunts me, calling out,
Again and again.
Spilling out across the road and the square,
And the sky's the same as your own, do you think of me?
Do the parks, and trees, and the leaves, reach you, there?
After the rain, in the lonely hours he haunts me, calling out,
Again and again.
Sophia, Sophia."
i realise there are people allergic to apples.
ADDED:
i realised i dint blog about watching marley&me.
its an awesome show, unlike what cyn said the reviews said.
i just cant bear to reach the ending if i watch it again.
i think the tear switch is now ON.
i almost cried for every small thing after that.
like when my mom said, so your results out coming on friday?
or when i heard my dog bark when it rained.
or when i talked to hx abt studying in melb.
or when i realised i have no where else to go, if not warwick.
or rather, no where else i want to go.
great.
5.47pm is too early to feel
sad
and alone
and stupid.
its not even dark.
and i cant see the stars.
ADDED:
i realised i dint blog about watching marley&me.
its an awesome show, unlike what cyn said the reviews said.
i just cant bear to reach the ending if i watch it again.
i think the tear switch is now ON.
i almost cried for every small thing after that.
like when my mom said, so your results out coming on friday?
or when i heard my dog bark when it rained.
or when i talked to hx abt studying in melb.
or when i realised i have no where else to go, if not warwick.
or rather, no where else i want to go.
great.
5.47pm is too early to feel
sad
and alone
and stupid.
its not even dark.
and i cant see the stars.