listening to - the black parade
artist - my chemical romance
you will be my saviour
with words that comfort me
silently staying beside me all along
like the the phantom of the opera
its the start of a new semester in school and i'm not really looking forward to it, except having lunch and fun with my best frens. which are my course mates.unsually, i always thought my mates are kinda stuck up, but now, i'm wrong. fun people i say they are. really. all the fun we had, the jokes we share, it just make school more tolerable and memorable.
i'm getting old and my bones are really stiffing up. i need to get a cca. canoe polo will always be my choice. still. designer's life is always full of the words "NO TIME, CAN'T, GOTTA FINISH MY WORK". sometimes i felt so left out, why did i get my self into this shit. no time to be with my other friends. everyday just doing work. don't even have time to join a proper sporty cca. but i'm not regretful. at least this is what i want. what i love. and what i would like to be in my later life. provided i don't die young.
to everyone sitting around my table. NO i and **** are not together. we are best friends. of course unless you are jealous thaat we are close.
gossips do happen in studio and sometimes i will be the target of attack. but no matter how much grenades gossipman throw onto me. i can always deflect it away.
i have no idea what to blog about. this is just to prevent my blog becoming a dead one. seriously.