What the hell, i can't believe i forgot to talk abt John Mayer's new album. I've always wanted to be a music critic so here is my try. Heehee.

I don't understand other takes on his album. I can't understand why this album is a disappointment or a let down. I mean, after his progress from his love-sick-themed debut Room for Squares to his heavier- ( Read more... )

I wish i could say my A levels were over and that i'm going into army somewhere in February at least. But hell no, it don't work like that in Singapore. Ah well it's almost over anyway and Napfa's on Wed (FMLTTM!) so let's all pray that Paolo passes his Napfa so that he'll get to enjoy some free time and freedom before he gets his ass whooped by ( Read more... )

if singapore had it's own version of Laguna Beach. It should be in motherfucking in CJC. Srsly. Fuck JC and all the troubles it brings.

"Hold your own ( Read more... )

So i guess this is it. The end of "foundation-level education" or whatever you call it. To be honest, out of all my terms in my past schools, this has probably been the most memorable one yet. I guess it boils down to the fact that it's the period of our lives where we are defined. Or maybe rather who we choose to be. I don't think it's 'when' we ( Read more... )

I just went through my closet after finding it being so ridiculously messy. I realised i had a lot of stuff that didn't fit me. Clothes that just wasn't just "me". Well anyway i just threw them away, reluctantly of course. I don't know why i hesitated all these while. Maybe it's cos i thought that all these while, it had no effect on me ( Read more... )

"The saddest kind of sad is the sad that tries not to be sad; when sad tries to bite its lip and not cry and, smile and go, 'No, i'm happy for you'. That's when it's really sad." -John Mayer ( Read more... )

i don't understand you. it can't be me, can it? can't be cos i've been trying.

I just have a strong feeling that i will die a horrible/sudden/dramatic death. I don't know why i have this feeling ( Read more... )

Alright. I played soccer to start waging this war against my belly. So now it's Paolo:1  Belly:Kaput. Okay maybe it's still winning given it's Santa proportions.
I think should name my enemy. I can't exactly name it Bel or Belle, given that i have a few friends that go by that name. To name it after them might just inflict offence. Haha. Calling it ( Read more... )