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Tuesday, November 27, 2007
allowed entry at 7:09 pm

I swear to God, I miss wearing shoes.
I'm so darn sick of wearing sandals every time I'm out of the house.
Gah?


Anyways.
I've been having constant mood swings and the person who continually gets ignored or lashed at is my bf.
But yes, I'm one lucky bitch to have the most reasonable and understanding bf in the world.
And a bf who blogs as well. ahahaha
It's feels kinda sucky when someone says they miss their bf/gf when they haven't met only for a few days or even weeks.
But imagine 1 year. That's 12 months. 48 weeks. 365 days.
That's how long I have to live without him.
The day he's taking off is just around the corner.
GAH. This sucks.


The other thing that's bugging my lazy brain is how deluded the music scene in Singapore is.
Kids are in a band not to play and enjoy the music they are passionate about.
They're in a band for the satisfaction of saying "Oh, I'm in a band.".
And also the fact that they'll be in the 'underground scene' if they perform at gigs.
I don't even think they understand the meaning of the songs they're playing, to begin with.
I'm saying this cause I know people who act this way.
It's goddamn annoying to see people in fake band tees, skinny pants and converse shoes.
Damn. Get a grip.

I think I'm having my mood swings again.
I'm beginning to rant and get annoyed for no reason.
MEH.




Let's sail away
Find our own country
We'll build a house and beds out of palm trees
Let's get away
Let's push our lives aside

I'll sport a smile
Take in some color
Under the stars
I'll be your lover
With no distractions I'm gonna treat you right

Just a keep a hold on me don't let go
If you float away
Waiting too long for a ship to come
Don't you float away