Tumbling down

I know it may sound a bit loser-ish, but the past few days was spent in isolation. As how some of my friends may put it, the days were spent emo-ing to myself.

I never really believed in breaking points. I used to think that only those who were having mid-life crisis, would go through it. However, most of my friends have gone through them, and many told me that it would soon be my turn.

But how could I have a breaking point, since I was not really affected by anything, or so I thought.

It took a song, or rather an instrumental piece to shatter me into a million pieces.

Nostalgia, memories, the past, both good and bad instantaneously came flooding through my head. It took merely seconds for me to transform from an oblivious smart-ass to a wet and lost puppy.

I hate this feeling and I want this to end really bad, but I can't help but hit the song on replay throughout the day. It might sound pathetic, and I don't know why I'm doing this, but I figured that maybe, just maybe going through all this agony would make me heal again.

I don't really know what will become of me, but I do hope I get sick of this song, and wake up from this pathetic act soon.

Till then.

The green ribbon

Ever since I was a small kid, I liked cracking my knuckles, toes, back, neck, knees. You name it. It was not necessarily a habit, as I started doing it because I really liked the popping' sounds.

My mum hated it though, as she felt that it caused my joints to loosen. I was out to prove her wrong, so being the smart-alec that I was (HAH), I google-ed it and found that cracking was not harmful as I was merely relieving gas (no pun intended!) that was in between the joints.


However, I have to admit that overcome, I have become addicted to cracking my joints, and it has become so bad that if I don't crack my neck, back, fingers, knees and toes, I would feel weakened and would not be able to use that body part properly.


I do not know how I am going to overcome this addiction, but if you see me with a ribbon around my neck someday, please do not snip it off!

For those of you who have never heard of this story, YOU SHOULD!

I'm not dead yet, nor am I very much alive.

It has actually been a really long time since I last blogged. I actually made a promise to myself at the start of the year, that I would have to come up with at least 5 posts a week for the April semester. However, as you know, promises are always meant to be broken, and so this blog had been left untouched for the past few months.

On the contrary, I do have a lot of posts that are still saved in drafts. I actually do not know when I'll ever complete them, but I will definitely do it, someday... Just for the mere sake of satisfaction. Huhu.



Okay, I guess that's it for now.


Tag replies:

To Alex: BAHAHAHA. I couldn't help it.
To Colin: Ahhh, I can sense your annoyance. Why aren't you in the YOG basketball team huh huh?
To Mucuc: But you like JJ LIN. EEEEEEE.
To Nat: Mmmmmhmmmm... We should get them and go crazy some day :)

Till then!

You are the one

Have you guys seen the latest cheer song for the Youth Olympics? I think it is the lamest piece of crap I've ever seen in my entire life. I can't stand how they keep showing this video on television. Not only is the guy's face annoying, but the whole video itself is crappy. I just hope MacDonalds and other fast food restaurants don't begin showing this on repeat on their televisions.

For those of you who have not seen the video, here it is:






Seriously, what is up with the chest pumping and Mission Impossible hand signs? And that stupid 'Hadouken' hand sign.





This is madness. I kinda take pity on the two veteran athletes though, making a fool out of themselves like that. Let's just pray that the whole world wouldn't be laughing at Singapore because of this messed up video.


An artist like him sure could do so much better. Thankfully, this isn't the official song for YOG.

1. What's your deepest darkest secret

I hide gummy bears in my closet. Sshhh... Don't tell anyone.



2. Lower sec or upper sec memories better?

Definitely lower sec, just because I hadthe greatest accomplices to get into trouble with.

3. What kind of person are you?

The one that scoops nutella with her fingers, and then brushes her teeth with her finger so that she looks like she doesn't have any teeth.

4. Who is your crush?

Justin Bieber.


NO, I WAS KIDDING.

5. What type of person do you date?

Someone who wouldn't fit into any social group. Unique.

6. Do you know it's a sin to have modifications to yourself? You'll burn in hell

I grew up believing that I was more than just flesh, bones and blood. If modifying myself to be who I want to be, is a direct route to hell, then I welcome it with arms wide open.

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