one, two, three, four
tell me that you love me more
sleepless, long nights
that was what my youth was for
oh teenage hope arrive at your door
left you with nothing
but they want some more
you're changing your heart.
Friday, April 20, 2007
you know how everyone says that life is a marathon?! seriously. my stamina's like shit and i ain't surviving this marathon. i feel like my lungs are gonna collaspe. my heart is going to burst. i can barely breathe because i have boon tong kee chicken rice sauce stuck up one of my nostrils, sambal stingray stuffed up the other. i feel like i'm running on oyster omelettes and chaitaogui. my arms are being weighed down by the giant fork and spoon i have in my hands.
bloody hell, 22 days till i'm home. HOME where the food is full of fat and oil. the blistering heat accompanied by heavy humidity that even hercules cannot hold up.
freaking essays. ROAR. i want to eat paper. idiot. shit la. okayy. whatever..
:(
pau
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