Some people just want to be spoon-fed. Spineless.
Recently my dreams are in a dissonance. Ever so real. The most recent is someone playing guitar. Getting cranky or hallucinating. Either way works.
Can't wait to crash Desmond's house tomorrow night to welcome his 23rd Birthday. Awesome much. Paired with Hoegaarden. Woots. Tuesday would be bbq with my own clique at Jeremy's condominium. Wednesday might be meeting up with Hui min, Wenxin and Julien. Such interesting life. It could be made better if i am being called up for interview and actually successfully getting a job. My life would be more than perfect. Hah, i sound so easily contented.
A few more meetups before i am done with everything. Time to earn money before Nelson is back and off we go splurging on alcohol and club. More of alcohol for me, since they have been providing more than often. Getting sick of clubbing too. Ironic much. May is the month where we see money pouring outwards.
Oh Land and You Me At Six are pretty good. April Smith is kind of interesting to listen.
Suddenly i have a new haircut i want to cut and a new dressing style. Sex it up. ;)
We can never be normal. Normal is subjective.
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