Memoir

This picture was taken during CNY. I just got it from Deb a few days ago.
Isn't she pretty? *winks*
Miss you loads mate' .

I think I'm coming back during my holidays despite the event plannings (Outdoor Fest and Tryst Prom).
Initially I didn't want to go back, but i think i'll die from loneliness in Malacca.
Besides i can go back and visit CK, which is primarily the reason i go back everytime.
Maybe sentimental reasons. Oh and my new room is horrible despite the air-conditioning.
My holidays goes on until November so i have plenty of time to work on the events. I also wanted to date this girl (in Melaka) during my holidays, but heck people like CK and friends comes first. I can get her later. Grr.

Delay the Misery

People just use you. When they need you, they come shameless to your doorstep
Only to leech onto you blatantly. There's a season for this pricks-final exams week.

The song Placebo-A Friend in Need comes to mind.
"A friend in need's a friend indeed, a friend who bleeds is better."

Selfish bastards. Taking it all in, i bet they are even bad in bed since they are selfish bastards-absorbing in every pleasure there is.

Wake me up when September ends

I kinda relate to this song:
Wake me up when September ends

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends

Like my father's come to pass
Seven years has gone so fast
Wake me up when September ends

Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars

Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are

As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost

Wake me up when Septmber ends

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last

Wake me up when Septmber ends

Ring out the bells again
Like we did when spring began

Wake me up when septmber ends

Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars

Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are

As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost
Wake me up when septmber ends

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when Septmber ends

Like my father's come to pass
Twenty years has gone so fast

Wake me up when September ends
Wake me up when September ends
Wake me up when September ends

Anyway,
Imagine this: I gave a prom its' name and it uses my blog theme.

I miss feeling close to God