the strength of a friendship is based on the number of storms it's weathered.

i hope it's all gonna turn alright.
i'm not gonna back down without a proper fight.

2 hours from a deadline does not feel good.

i haven't been posting much, but i've been enjoying life.
well, sort of.

fuck you sitting on your high horse.
it's so easy to be armchair critics, but i guess that's all you can do.

all of you.

and people wonder why the scene isn't growing.

1. i was late for rehearsal, cos i had to print the new version of the script for everyone. i clicked on the wrong kind of formatting, and only realised it after the first sheet had rolled out. i hurriedly multiple-clicked on "cancel" to no avail. i was shouting at the printer by this time. sheets were spewing out of the Laser printer (this is one ( Read more... )

the irony about the lack of any proper entries is that i haven't been leading a busy, fulfilling and enriching life. on the contrary, my life's been plain and unremarkable for the most part. so what's there to blog about, when there's really nothing to blog about?

the past month, apart from appearing at some social events and gatherings (some of ( Read more... )

i just caused a huge patch of scratches on my dad's car. and the side of the bonnet's a little dented too.
i'm probably gonna (a) get banned from driving, or (b) go broke from paying for the repairs.

i'm thinking it's both.

i empathise very much with Charlie Gordon in Daniel Keyes' Flowers for Algernon.

well of course, the extent isn't as drastic. but i can definitely relate to the feeling of helplessness, acute mental faculties slipping away. slowly, so slowly. and the worst thing is experiencing the decline from greatness.

i blame the NS.

i'm outta time,
and all i got is 4 months now.

i've only got 4 months to save myself.
actually.. less.