Classic Kaijie moment:
'*looks at his Big Mac, with a neutral face*
‘…’
‘…you know hor…’
‘…Big Mac used to be BIG.’
So finally the hectic week is over, but still have ton of assignments to finish, exams are next week some more!! kena diu gau gau. Haven’t studied at all. =.=
Sigh.
It’s still hard for me, to really smile like that in school. I really, really thought that exuberance was the solution. Though the heart has the tendency to break everything. I hate having these thoughts lingering in my mind all the fucking time. And I hate even more that I’m thinking of…well, it’s stupid, so I’ll try not to.
No, I really hate all this. It hurts so bad. Tightness in your chest, unable to breathe. WTF is all this. Fuck this shit. I am angry.
Here’s a song that’s been playing in my head all the time:
Boy: Supposing I told you I loved you. Supposing I said I couldn’t get you out of my head. Supposing that’s what I said. Would you hold my crush against me? Would you turn and say to me…
Girl: You’re not my type! Don’t get your hopes all high, I wouldn’t sleep with you till the day I die! No…Oh no…
Boy: What if I were one foot taller? What if I built up all my muscles, then some? What if I were handsome? Would you like me when I grow up? Or take one look and go throw up?
Girl: You’re not my type! Don’t get your hopes all high, I wouldn’t sleep with you till the day I die! No…Oh no… You’re not my type, go look somewhere else. Laos or London maybe Thailand. Anywhere but where I am. You’re not my type unless you’re somebody else. Get this, dickhead, in your thick head: You’re not my type! Don’t get your hopes all high, I wouldn’t sleep with you till the day I die! No…Oh no…
Boy: Supposing the world was ending. Supposing all the other men have succumbed to death. I’m the only one left. Would you smile and say: ‘Okay then’ or still maintain your old stand?
Girl: You’re not my type! Don’t get your hopes all high, I wouldn’t sleep with you I rather be a bi! No…Oh no…
Boy: I’m not her type. Why get my hopes all high? She’ll never fall for me no matter how I try…
Mmhmm…wonderful song, wonderful lyrics. Please support your local film and music industry. (that was a malaysian-made song)
I’m nearing the ledge, and it looks dam fucking tempting.
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