Worn out?

I am one useless sack of shit. I have relatively little to do, compared to other people, and yet I have trouble juggling the incredibly minute number of tasks at hand. Anyway enough of this life draining chant. I just got the recording of pwer rangers! SJIMB alumni played it at our concert. The song is fun. Packed with loads of it. The trumpeter sucks. He has no proper air support. He sounds like a car horn being flushed down the lavatory. That stupid fool better buck up before I start running after him with homework cocktails.

Everyone is so stressed. I am not. That equals me being something, not some one. I can't really help. I only can smile. And thank you to everyone. I owe you all alot. I have nothing else to regurgitate. Tata! (that means grandfather in tamil.)

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That's it. Stop it.

I need a break, damnit.

Red beans and ricely yours.

Chopped Chops

I am amazed at my stupidity. I know my lips will get a rather mild form of elephantitis when I play lower brass instruments. Yet, I jammed those two strips of flesh dangling from my face onto the trombone and played like a lunatic. I am too tired to write more. Sayonara soya sauce!

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Yes, i watch anime.

My blog has been in the freezer for some time. I wanted to discontinue this darn thing, but Derek had to coax me into updating! Let's begin the thawing.

The universe was compressed into an infinitely small point. The laws of physics break down at this point of singularity. Millionths of a second later, the minute dot of space expands into the size of a grape fruit. Wait a minute. That's too far back. Fast forward to this morning. I was two minutes late for school! What should you do when you're late for school? You should go have something at Novena Square's Long John Silvers'. Or is it John's Slivers are Long? I met my classmate, Tze Wei, on the bus to school, so we decided to walk to Novena. Thanks charity walk! I spent alot of money there. We wanted to study but we ended up spewing saliva over strictly stupid topics.

I have a test tomorrow. I don't even know what to study. Not that i want to. I'll get what I get every test. To get an F! (Thinking Pinky and the Brain?) Okay, my conscience is asking me to shut up. Why should I plague innocent blog readers (yeah, right.) with my nonsense? Hopefully I'll update this thing in the future. I might be dead tomorrow. See you later alligator!

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I can't

The end of my blog? I cannot translate my feelings into words. I've tried but to no avail. If only you could hear what I think. My lips are tired. I don't give them any rest. I am a lunatic. I am a deluded happy fool.