All a facade. What's up with that, Dude?

Front Mirror Stand
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Hello? Hey is there anyone there?
Hey... Anybody? Cause I have this really urgent message.
Please reply! Hello. This is really important. It's going to impact the future.
I'm begging you please don't be silent.

Wait are you still sleeping?
Hello? Erm, are you going to wake up soon?

Please talk to me... Hello. Wake up this is important.

Wake up.

WAKE UP!

On Sunday, May 31, 2009, 9:52 AM, I still survived.

Pissy Hissy
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I seriously cannot stand people who go "OMG, after I finished my assignments yesterday, life felt so meaningless!! Why can't there be more assignments? I miss doing them..." Like get a freaking life. And stop shoving your complete assignments in my face. Omg I'm like so having a bitch fit now. Grrr...

I think God has decided that I care too much for beauty. And thus made everyone look almost alike cause I keep thinking "Eh I think I've seen her/him somewhere" But whatever. This is one of those annoying posts...

On Wednesday, May 27, 2009, 7:22 AM, I still survived.

NYConneXions Review
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"The performance began with “The Kill”, which was an inspiring play fraught with tension and speculations as the happenings unfolded gradually. The idea of dreams and reality was raised through its dark storyline, in which the notion of death and murder manifested itself as the leading element of the play. It further heightened the tight suspense when the male character raised the knife to the female character on the pretext of re-enacting his dream, which seemingly almost led up to a self-fulfilling prophecy as he attempted to recreate the scene of murder that appeared in his dream. It was only at the end that the audience glimpsed the truth behind the morbid behaviour of the characters. The greatly riveting play stole the admiration of the audience, and it was definitely a glorious inception to the event."

:D Awesome!

On Thursday, May 21, 2009, 6:38 AM, I still survived.

Drama Night 2009 ~ Timepieces!
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Success!

OMG this is one experience which I seriously doubt I will EVER forget. Honestly, I can't believe it's over. I still remember sitting in my living room, opening an email with an attachment of the various plays and reading the script for 'The Kill' and wanting to act in it. Shortly after, I passed the audition. Then came the practices. Staying back until seven plus every Monday. But I didn't mind. The school looks prettier at night anyway. And, fast forward to Drama Night...

Awesomeness! I guess we're so used to performing in front of empty seats during rehearsals that when the audience first laughed, it was shocking. But when I realised they were supposed to laugh, it was awesome. The energy carried through all the way to the end. And somehow, everyone stepped up on the two days. Great job people!

Now, once again, back to boring JC life. You know now that I think about it, the reason why I joined drama was because I was trying to fill up the gap after GPA ended. You know, the boring JC life part. Now that drama night has ended... Let's see what else I'll join this time. Haha kididng. But really, it's gonna be weird going home early on Mondays.

Can't wait for SYF and Drama Night 2010!

On Sunday, May 17, 2009, 8:09 AM, I still survived.

Intrusion
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I'm posting for Fadhil!
hahaha, okay i'm just bored so i'll leave this post as a draft.
for whenever you sign in.

HI FADHIL I LOVE YOU.

=D

On Monday, May 4, 2009, 6:57 AM, I still survived.

The countdown is ending...
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On a day like any other day, sky's so blue it could take your breath away. And what could ever fall ~~a part~~ apart on a day like it is today? Kind of day you climb to the top of the world. And see your life unfurl before your very eyes. But when it falls apart, then you realize.

This is all a countdown.

To higher place. Countdown, into some outer space. Maybe it's a day when the angels'll come to sing. Or maybe it's a day when the devil comes to bring a fate you couldn't imagine in your wildest dream. Countdown, to higher place. Countdown into some outer space. Nevermind the smoke and mirrors left behind you. Don't you go, "There's nothing there to really bind you. Just let go and all your destiny will find you.

Wherever you areWherever you are, wherever you areWherever you are, wherever you areWherever you are, wherever you areWherever you are, wherever you are

Countdown, to higher place. Countdown into some outer space. On a day like any other day. Sky's so blue it could take your, take your breath away." 'Cause I remember where I was when I heard the news. I remember where I was when I heard the news. I remember where I was... Sky's so blue like any other day

I think I have a disease of the mind. Seriously. I like to make "diva" entrances. You know the type where everyone is already there and then, and only then, you enter. I can't help it! And when I think I'm early I'll purposely take my time to reach. I'm psycho.

On Saturday, May 2, 2009, 6:31 AM, I still survived.