I'm a bubble. This is hilarious. I thought i was cynical.

simpang-ed with the gang yesterday. nothing changed much, they're still as lovable as ever. =) and it brought me back to those cornflower blue and white uniformed days which now seem so faraway and with that secondary-school insouciance i can never get back.

if i could i would live in neverland forever.

because growing up and facing reality seem to involve a hell lot of disappointments.

TGIF. Really. Especially when it's a holiday. =)

After this week, i realised how lethal hormones can be. =X

It can throw you into this hazy state of pure depression. Because of the smallest, most insignificant of things.

But oh well. In that state of mind, when all i want to do all day is to bury myself under the blanket, sleep, and never ever wake up... I guess it can drive me nuts when everywhere i turn, i reach a dead end.

Its difficult to keep smiling when
some people don't understand.
some people don't even care to understand.
some people keep telling you not to create problems when all you've been doing is to try to stifle all your problems to lessen their worries. and let's not forget
some people who are the ones causing ALL the problems and acting as if the world owes them a living.
and some people who just makes me want to punch them in the eye.

Take me up a ferris wheel,
We can trace the city's lights.
Spin me round and round a carousel,
Sprinkle gold dust in my night.
Walk me through white stone pavillions,
And fields of pink-tipped lilies.
Search for constellations in the sky,
See them reflected in the seven seas.
When its snowing cherry blossoms,
I'll let you take my hand.
Let's climb the Eiffel Tower,
And never, ever want to descend.
But to make me smile,
There isn't much you have to do.
I don't need a ticket to Paris,
I just need me, and you.
We can walk home under the streetlights,
Midas will still touch the air.
Count the stars wherever we are,
Take me to the neighbourhood fair.
Wait for me when its dark outside,
Stay with me till the first morning glare.
You don't have to do anything else,
But let me know that you care.

The only thing that can make me smile now is a getaway to some mediterrenean island where no one knows me, and the night skies aren't polluted by light, so i can see the entire constellation scattered on it, the milky way sprayed across like frosting on cake, and i can spend the entire night counting them and never run out of stars.


instead of the one or two stars i always see blinking weakly.


because star-filled skies have this therapeutic effect that nothing else in this world offers. and i could do with some therapy right now. =(

i think no one cares.