The truth didn't set me free, so I did it myself?

So it's been another BLEH week.

Productive, maybe. Still, rather BLEH.

Being all alone at home, is far less exciting than being at school, surrounded by the eccentricities of my fellow SPM-ers.

Ah, yes, how I do wish time would halt for just a wee moment.

Taking a break, I would say this is. I find it quite relaxing to talk to something other than myself for a little while.

If you've got a little spare time on your hands, do take a few and tear your eyes away from your Facebook page, cause this is something worth clicking! Sign the petition and make a change.

Oh, word is the yearbook is out : D

Thought of the day: Scuba diving

in my ears,

paramore: careful

Omelette du fromage and all that fancy shmancy.

*Cue tumblr quote about friendship, and how my life sucks, and how everyone is a liar*

Naturally, I think I'm too good for that quote stuff, although I may be the only one who thinks so.

I've been thinking about the things you've said, and my only hope is, you're not lying to me too.

As I said, don't let a stupid reason be the cause of you letting another go. Quite frankly, this one is a whole lot more worthwhile.

Meanwhile, back on earth.

Looks like everybody else is riding high, with their big dreams. Then theres me, who can't seem to get a lift off. Still trying to interpret the extent of my capabilities, because I refuse to let anyone do it for me.

On the sunny side up, I'm lovin' me some happy readers (Y).

Bytheway, Anna? If you're reading this, your tumblr is uber uplifting : )

Thought of the day: Rojak signals

in my ears,

coldplay: lovers in japan/reign of love

Green beans, feelings, and other things served up raw.

Big red numbers, on the right side of our papers.
It's got me thinking.
About said big numbers, acquired through divine intervention, or for the not-so religious, a little look into the future, perhaps? Not really, any of my concern.
Nonetheless, it has definitely got me thinking.

To those with all the answers to the questions we never had, well, a squeaky certificate to mirror a squeaky conscience, is all I can manage to say.
Cheers, to your big numbers!
I applaud your intelligence.
Alas, guilt will not seep through thick skin.

As we laugh at each other's mistakes, the only thought that comforts me, is our oblivion towards anyone else listening.
How the road to the finish, is a trying one.

P.S. Looks like a broken heart will never keep you away. I will never get you to listen. Perhaps, it's easier said than done. Eitherway, I commend your resilience.

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INCOMPREHENSION, IS WHY NO ONE READS MY BLOG.

Word of the day: BATMAN!

in my ears,

led zeppelin: stairway to heaven

Rants and regrets.

I'd like to feel like that again.

Blogging compulsion.

Like Billy Weaver and BED AND BREAKFAST. ergh. enough of that already.

It's the trials. I've been away for far too long.

Stopped by the new band blog this morning, just to see what the kiddies were up to. Pleasantly surprised.

Actually, it's not surprise at all : )

This blogpost was suppose to be about how I'm not one for change. Seeing as to how people change once they have a purpose, how they morph into something spectacular at once shedding their mediocrities (hopefully, once and for all), brings new light to mind. That is why today, my facebook reads;

Kamini Senthilathiban wishes she had a purpose, like she is ever so used to. Simply because it's true. These past few months, strangely, I've been rather 'free'. Enjoying my lack of responsibility, and basking in the glory of load-less shoulders.

Now, I wish I was going somewhere, doing something, making some decision, purposefully. Sometimes, being in the hot seat is somewhat, fun, however sadistic I might sound.

A small, small, part of me too, misses being important.

It is on Tuesdays like this, where I wish I was in school, burying my head in some textbook, instead of encouraging such philosophies and theories to formulate in my brain.

Shock therapy at it's best:SPM SPM SPM SPM

www.assuntasymphonicband.blogspot.com

Thought of the day: Shut up

in my ears,

perry: if I die young

HOMG : D
I loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooove you too Anna

http://www.strangetransmissions.tumblr.com/

you're welcome : )

Candy-coated Misery

Hello! Panda

Yes. Its good to be back : )

Although, the proceedings of the day had got me TYPING IN CAPS FOR AGES AND AGES. You see, it isn't fun seeing something incomplete with my name at the top.

But thats that. Moving on. It's been quite a ride, these pass few weeks. I totally get why some people search for people who share the same sentiments.

*sigh*

It's the last, well, before hell takes over, but thats another story altogether.

Some R&R would be good. I think I'm going to party it up with the PMR kids for a bit.

Pfft. Yeah right. Come Wednesday, back to school, and its all over.

*longer sigh*

Sorry if I just burst some of ya'lls bubbles.

Anyways, it was fun hanging with the lit buddies today. No more sleepy faces and dark black rings for a long time to come : )

I'll leave, with a little tip, that everyone should think about rainbows and yellow bunny rabbits, up until the 23rd of November.

Food for thought : )

No, old people don't walk slowly

because they have plenty of time

Gardening books when buried will not flower

Roger McGough's The Way Things Are

Vicky's blog, officially gives me a headache : (

Word of the day: Egalitarianism

in my ears,

incubus: just a phase