Recently, I got myself a pair of orange ear phone gloves and I think its damn sexy so i put it on for fun.

Haha. No, I kid. But I still think its sexy.

Well anyway, these few lines of Pretend You're Alive by Lovedrug ran through my head countless times as I was attempting the chem paper (pretty much in vain), and I was tryna figure it out. But I couldn't really.

Oh enjoy life, oh enjoy life
Climbing up those trees, and breaking all your knees.

Watch angels in the morning, become a devil's afternoon
I will panic in the evening, underneath the crashing moon.
So fall in love, while you can still hold your head up high
and pretend that you're alive, again.


and that resulted in me idling away precious time day dreaming about being a rock star..
UNTIL NOW. Wo, typing it out helped. I get it. I think it'd be something Jillyn can relate to.
I shall summarise.

"Climbing up those trees, and breaking all your knees"
Tying out many different options, but similar, because trees are still trees. (trees are abundant). But none seem to work out.

"Watch angels in the morning, become a devil's afternoon"
People change.

"I will panic in the evening, underneath the crashing moon"
And that leads to a dilema. The person does not know what to do.
Note: chronological order - morning, afternoon, evening. crashing moon - night

"So fall in love, while you can still hold your head up high"
Fall in love, you have nothing to be ashamed about.



Holy! Shuffle is playing Sunday Bloody Sunday. The drum intro is sooo seductive.
But Lit is tomorrow.
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Ah, i'll read later!

Danj
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5:45 PM


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The greatest tragedy of modern life is that we live our days in quiet desperation.
All our little bottled insecurities are the real issues tormenting us. It is these personal issues, together with our minor everyday problems, that fills a little vaccum in ourselves; a vaccum that determines the goals we set in our lives. How we seperate ourselves from the mainstream fodder.

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