Tiderays

Words fade but time will not break
Who do we turn to in this insanity?
Because you're just not in the right state of mind.

Where are the voices to guide me

Your voice to bring me

into somewhere the emotions don't mix

Maybe we are all just falling over again and again

and not knowing what to do

I was painted from a palette not my own

And molded by the wrong hands

One mistake is all it takes

and one word is all that is needed to break.

You.

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wacky friends.
Well here's to the last day of sitting together with the four funniest people in the world XD you guys makes classes a little less boring.

Well Saturday started off at six thirty for breakfast with the band at Bedok I. Went down at seven to meet marilyn, still having the cracked-morning-voice lol. The cat-scarer is indeed quite the morning person.

So much for band breakfast. while everyone opted to go for KFC's american chow, me NAS[LOL!!!!!] mary and sharon headed to macs to get macmuffins. Saw gerry and judy with their section at the other side. Meh. ate, took a lotta pictures and left.

BAND was okay i suppose. FUN ACTUALLY. because we did oye the whole day and i learnt the xylo part which is cool[GAH. even though i literally suck at mallets and take forever.] did a bit of 'quero' playing, however you spell it. Pohun is pro, yo. Did bayport again GAH im getting a bit sick of that song. recorded it too, but it sounded a tad off on the sony VID mode.

SORRY NOT ALLOWED TO POST IT UP. did a lot of wacky stuff that day like races to the stage and scaring people from behind the curtains[which i'm positive is EMBEDDED with years of festering bat-crap].

Practising behind the stage, and yes, behind those filthy curtains that havent been washed for centuries, can give a claustrophobic the worst time of his life, i believe. Not to mention it being a cool, forty-five degrees.

Marilyn pulled quite a stunt by shouting 'NATasha!' in front of mr J, so that you know, the rather obvious point would be picked up. but immediately after that he called her 'hey, NAS!' i mean, you couldnt get any dumber, i mean more OBLIVIOUS then that. well, at least it gives us all something to laugh about.

CARNIVAL FUN!

Well it was pretty weird for a couple of sec fours to be roaming the carnival grounds, full of foodstands that spell the words ABSOLUTE-RIP-OFF and low scale games that pretty much say the same thing.

pwe saw this girl just before walking over to the primary school side. SHE WAS AMAZING. like some child prodigy. with her adoring parents standing at the side as we watched, completely astounded. especially the aspiring violinist *cough cough. GAVOTTE, ganbatte!

the haunted house, being one of the most famous attractions in all old school theme parks and family carnivals, attracted quite a few nervous looking pee-wees from the primary school side. Ignoring the fact that it was a pocket-puncher at SIX DOLLARS, it wasn't actually that scary. most of the pee-wees emerged from the other side laughing their heads off. however, the freak above did scare me quite a fair bit when i saw its face. gahh.

work that marble NAS! chopstick skills and weird carnival games can get you into fits of uncontrollable laughter.

Went to BBT with NAS and sharon and talked alot about the good ol days haha. XD went back home and slept alot.

Today had band again. Met mary downstairs to go to KFC. ummm the breakfast was complete CRAPOLA! hello, it is basic culinary common sense to not wrap a fried egg WITH hashbrown WITH artificial cheese in some low-quality, over-glutened, flour pita bread. Even the smell of dead fish infused in the air outside KFC was better then inhaling the 'intoxicating scents' of the american wrap. LOL.

band was PULSE all the way. he was pmsing.
GARH. and its not my fault his instructions were not clear. MAN.

RINRAIMI! n*pple ribbons! funnay people.

I really do have to stop ranting about middle-aged, MCPs.

COUNCIL CAMP WAS DEAD FUN.
went there with the dead face and feeling more exhausted then ever, but perked up at the prospect of tossing flour in our second-liners blindfolded, oblivious faces. To derive enjoyment fom such a lowly, sadistic activity just goes to show how low we've sunk on the entertainement scale, but cheap thrills are the best thrills!

garh im kinda exhausted now. Nobody stayed back for my BBT par-tay. fun-suckers yo.

TUITION was a bore.

full day, six thirty to ten at night serves quite a punch to your immune system. BAND again tmr and we're gonna play dhoom WTH its the worst song in the whole world. the second Vs, that is. crap.

Watching more paramore covers. I have to say that of all the fabulous songs paramore has done, Hallelujah remains the best of the best!!! :))