The big day’s almost here.
I’ve never really had a real birthday celebration as far as I can remember. My birthday always fell near, or during exam periods which meant that outings or anything near of the sort were off.
Additionally, the closest friends I made along the way weren’t the “go out together” type, more of the “coop at home” type which made it even more boring. So I never really had the joy of having a party or something. I forgot what happened last year.
I don’t quite see the point of celebrating 17 years of my life haha. I mean, why be extra nice to someone on the day he was born? Be nice to them every day damnit. Of course I won’t refuse a gift or two. Heh.
So I was reminiscing through the memories of primary school. I remember topping my tuition class for an essay and feeling very proud. I remember joining Science Club which merged with Math Club. I remember hitching a ride on my classmate’s car every Friday. I remember the huge dead fish in the pond.
Then came high school. I remember sleeping in Lab 5, watching a senior play Quake. I remember 4S2’s classroom. I remember breaks during bio. I remember fooling around with Song Ken haha.
And a year before, I don’t remember being so caught up over things such as “friendship”, “relationships”, “impressions” et cetera. It seems like a such a folly to worry about such things now. The econs essay before me isn’t even making sense at all blargh.
WISHLIST of 2011
[ ] Take a photo with an orangey sun in the background, be it in the morning or at the evening. Faces must be partially illuminated.
[ ] Not flunk promos
[ ] Hang out at a beach. A clean beach.
[ ] Take buses from terminal to terminal for a day, “talking, just talking” (or at least for a few hours)
[ ] Get drunk
[ ] Make a montage of the holidays
[ ] Settle all of that crap once and for all
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Okay apparently one of the books my mom dumped in the bookdrop didn’t register. Shit.
Hope everything goes well after this.
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Dedicated to a close lovesick friend, hope she’s feeling better. She is!
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Giving up the Gun – Vampire Weekend
Your sword’s grown old and rusty, burnt beneath the rising sun
It’s locked up like a trophy, forgetting all the things it’s done
And though it’s been a long time, you’re right back where you started from
I see it in your eyes that now you’re giving up the gun
When I was 17, I had wrists like steel and I felt complete
And now my body fades behind a brass charade and I’m obsolete
But if the chance remains to see those better days, I’d cut the cannons down
My ears are blown to bits from all the rifle hits, but still I crave that sound
Your sword’s grown old and rusty, burnt beneath the rising sun
It’s locked up like a trophy, forgetting all the things it’s done
And though it’s been a long time, you’re right back where you started from
I see it in your eyes that now you’re giving up the gun
I heard you play guitar down at a seedy bar where skinheads used to fight
Your Tokugawa smile and your garbage style used to save the night
You felt the coming wave, told me we’d all be brave, you said you wouldn’t flinch
But in the years that passed since I saw you last, you haven’t moved an inch
Your sword’s grown old and rusty, burnt beneath the rising sun
It’s locked up like a trophy, forgetting all the things it’s done
And though it’s been a long time, you’re right back where you started from
I see it in your eyes that now you’re giving up the gun
I see you shine in your way
Go on, go on, go on
Your sword’s grown old and rusty, burnt beneath the rising sun
It’s locked up like a trophy, forgetting all the things it’s done
And though it’s been a long time, you’re right back where you started from
I see it in your eyes that now you’re giving up the gun
