I’m not saying that we could do better

…but given the chance, we try.

Tomorrow will be the start of an irrelevant, yet so important war. I know my sword won’t disappoint me.
KEEL DEMX MARDAFARGIN PAYPAHZ!

I’ll stay in time and watch you pass by

RIP MJ

When I saw you walking by

…I could not believe my eyes.

Underneath the city lights, reflecting all your curbs just right

The dreaded term examinations are getting closer by the minute, and only now do I realise that time isn’t on my side. I don’t think it’s helping anyone most of the time. In times of depression, do express your inner feelings to close ones, but not too much. I, for one, do not believe in stress. I believe in a time when much fuck ups are experienced, which for me is now.

I do realise that I tend to blog more whenever important examinations are nearing. Maybe this is what that has been helping me relax. I look around though, and I feel much loneliness. Thinking to myself if I was just another one of those unwanted. It might just be my imagination, which without reason however produces monsters. So yes, you are right. It’s just one of those phases one faces in times like this. (I said phases and faces) So barroolify your drontalitis off, and cuntsilate your feforalfating guordaments into wueltamplating retaphthackiness. Fuckithy yes

I’ve got eyes in the back of my head

and I see where you’re going with this

Pushing me away.
The past few days, or weeks, had been fun together with friends, yet much sadness is felt.
After much thinking, it gets worse. And yes, it is about friends. Howthefuckever, I won’t be affected. I will remain the person I’ve been. No changes made. We are going to rock!

Oh hear our song,

and rain your innocence on me

People. Friends. Schoolmates. Classmates. Examinations. No. Deprivation. Popularity. Clubs. Spontaneity. Confusion. No. Friends. Band. Music.
Yes.

Strange Days On Planet Earth

Song titlez wazzup. Up.

Fucketh funkeh!

Life is eroding. States are deteriorating. Terrorism isn’t eradicating.
But studying is progressing. Smiley face.

Starting to slowly fucking hate the holidays

Flying underground, with petulant smiles

No more time estimations, now just titles that make no sense.

I am the clit commander.

These past few days have not been very productive in my case due to frequent procrastination, and the regular extra hours of sleep. I sleep a lot, till my mum thinks I take drugs. Wait…

I plan to buy two band tees. Which will take probably two months.
On a side note, I got a call pertaining to a random bursary I’m getting. I didn’t even know my mum applied one for me. Now I’m getting money just like that