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Saturday, January 31, 2009

I once read that there will be a point in your life where you go through this phase called desperation and in turn you start to feel a little bit gay.
Gay as in, not straight.
Without realising it, I've started to develop an unsual attraction towards Hayley Williams- lead singer from Paramore.



I feel like I'm sinning.


I like everything about her. Her style, her voice, her personality her laugh even is so, enviable. Guys don't see her as anything special but how I wish I was just like her. Not, grow up to be like her but to maybe, die and come back as her?

Ah well, just a phase. Atleast thats what I keep telling myself anyway.

So, its Thursday right now and I'm all up and down for KO. Yep, dying. Have to go for weekly training in about 45 minutes.

Fuck, I'm sleepy.

The second semester has been a royal pain in the ass so far. I haven't found my learning groove just yet. I hope it's not lost or something. Everything feels cramped and not in order as compared to last semester where we sometimes had the whole morning to sleep and randomly jet off to Melaka for Starbucks and a movie.

Crazy times.

Anyway, been finding out lots of crazy unexpected facts about people. Here I am, refraining myself from typing the things these kids do and there they are doing crazy shit. I feel a teeny bit left out but at the same time I'm not really interested in whatever it is they find amusing. Sometimes I feel like I'm a bit too old for Uni, seeing as the kids here act like 4 year old at times. Then, there's the whole " Live once, try everything" motto everyone seem to have.

Whatever happened to MY motto "Live once, don't be a stupid fuck."

Oh and another thing, I realised that I've started my swearing phase again. It's not nice, I've counted the number of times I've written fuck in this post and it's a fuckload I tell you. Despite being born a swearing machine again, I'm actually quite humble these days. I'm helping a lot of people, emotionally, and it feels..like a burden at times but quite rewarding.

A rewarding burden.

I'm just wondering, did god really give guys a brain and a penis but only enough blood to run one at a time? Frankly, I think that's a fact. No no, nothing personal..just, it's hard to have a best friend who can be a bloody jerk sometimes.

An advice to all girls, not straight is the way to go ;)

If you're a one track mind person and is quick to judge, no, I am not gay.


I preached @ 9:42 PM

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