Damn, is this a smooth song. It's upbeat and relaxing at the same time. PLUS it samples Daft Punk's uber sexy Something About Us. Listen to it and get eargasms, people.
It's not that I don't blog because I'm lazy. I don't blog because there's nothing to blog about.
Take today, for instance. I went to school, had my lessons, and went home. I then took a nap and didn't finish my dinner. The most interesting thing that happened to me today probably was the fact that in the morning the MRT train was refused to open its doors and the station became pretty packed. That's about as exciting as watching paint dry.
Sorry if I've offended you, drying-paint-watching enthusiasts.
Today I'll talk about mind-blowing things. Things that can't be unseen. Many a times you'll come across something that you've never known, but you feel that you should've known. And wants you know them, you won't ever not notice it ever again. Things that make your head implode.
I love this picture.
Here's the first mind-blowing thing.
D4 with curry please.
Don't you just love Tsubaki? What with the cheap and tasty Japanese cuisine, and-
Wait a minute. That K kinda looks like an R, doesn't it? Tsubari. Tsubaki? It doesn't look like an R at first. But the more you look at it. The more it confuses you, no?
Another one. You know the Recharge/Refresh stores in our canteen right. They're both run by the same aunties!
Ya, siriusly.
Haha nah everyone knew that. But next time when you order something from those stalls, look around at all the aunties. They all have short hair, think about it.
And finally.
Okay, granted, it's not mindblowing. But I can bet my ass that you won't be able to unsee this. Also, my hands are on his chest and neck.
Actually that's not alot of content now issit.
Time for a little reflection.
I realise that I'm not very close to my classmates. Not until so jialat like just hi-bye friends, of course. But like they're not people that I'd open up to. There are people who'd be willing to listen to me complain about life, and there're people who I'd be willing to listen to. But it just so happens that I don't feel that way about my classmates very much. I can joke and talk shit with them, but I wouldn't want to disclose anything that I think is too personal. I realised all this during photoshoot just now.
I'm a major camwhore, and I'm sure most of you know that already. But the photoshoot felt so awkward. I mean, with my House Comm people, pictures are no problem. You've seen all the slutty pictures we've taken.
Kinda fits into the Can't Be Unseen category, doesn't it.
I feel a little guilty, actually. During recesses I'd find other friends to eat with. I haven't gone out with them at all, save the NatEd day out. Even during the movie I went to my other friends instead.
Also, I have the feeling that people are starting to think that the House Comm is exclusive or something. I mean, I love the House Comm people. I love hanging out with them, eating with them, talking with them, etc. It just is a sad circumstance that we happened to have met through the House Comm. We would've been good friends even if we weren't all House Comm members, it just so happens that House Comm's the platform in which we met and befriended each other. Either way I'm still thankful for them. This really is quite a ramble, hahaha.
Also, I really thank God that I'm starting to understand everything a little better. I used to go into lectures and come out not learning anything new, possibly becoming even dumber thanks to all the retarded iPhone games. Now lectures and tutorials don't feel like a giant waste of my time. Except for literature lectures HAHAHAHA. That's my hardcore Tiny Tower/Gravity Guy/Facebook/Twitter/Read weepin's blog time HAHAHAHA.
Speaking of Lit, I'd better get on with the lit essay I'm supposed to write. I've owed it for at least 2 and a half weeks already HAHAHA.
Ciao now.
Hey dude. Acting all tough isn't gonna earn you any respect. I used to think that you were a nice guy. Now you're just getting on my nerves.
There's something about us I want to say.
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