Hey fellow blog lurkers.

 

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Easter- when Jesus rose from the dead. In line with this idea, I have resurrected my blog so I can right this entry. LOL. I got sick of the previous bland one. I was hoping to make a table but I'm am over that fad, there are more important things to worry about.

 

Me and a couple of friends are going to start a rock band! (unofficially). We have a drummer, I am learning guitar through Pauly, also I shall be doing vocals until someone comes along who can actually sing, and also I think Pauly is going to play keyboard. I think someone (Mel?) is going to be our composer. LOL. Woohoo! Go the DirePAs. (our unofficial name).

 

Now onto the stuff that I need to get out of my system:

 

 

Gone are those days where you look forward to school. Where you go to school, learn nothing and play four square at lunch times. Where you play skipping, hula hoops and chasey. You don't really think much. No hat no play. Everything is perfect and you question nothing. You dig in the mud and swap food. Anger, jealousy, boredom, sorrow and awkwardness don't exist. Remember Budgie the Helicopter? The Little Lulu Show. Oakie Doake. Blinky Bill. Animals of Farthing Wood. Little Bear. Feral TV! You rollerblade, your friend shares your backyard. Your other friend lives next door. Your other friend lives across the road. There is no homework, no stress, no pressure, no condescending. You don't care about how you look, no one judges you. Life is simple family + friends = happiness.

 

 

Prep: Learnt english. Had a personal translator called Cassandra. Where are you now? My very first friend: Shin. I envied your buckle shoes. Noor, you kept stealing my juice box. Why didn't I say anything?

Grade 1: Was too easy. Was promoted to grade 2.

Grade 2: Mrs. Ol'hovick. How was I supposed to know it's wasn't Old-Hovick. Millie kept laughing at me. I didn't say anything. I stole a yellow crayola pencil.

Grade 3: Mrs. Renolski. We got wooden desks with lids. I envied the way my best friend Xi-Ying wrote her M's. Nice and symmetrical. She was always on The Smile Face side of the board. I was never given such privilege.

Grade 4: Mrs. H- something. Can't remember. I got glasses. Had a crush on somebody. Can't remember his name. Anthony loved Julia. It was a known fact. Thought the year 6's were really old.

Grade 5: B.E.P.S. Met a whole bunch of people. Had a massive crush on someone who shall remain nameless. Also had 2 other really secret crushes. We ate lunches on the playground. Sat on the monkey bars. Played four square. Bought from the canteen everday.

Grade 6: Mr. Willimams. Same stuff as grade 5, felt more mature, got special bomber jackets with our names on the back. Still learnt next to nothing.

Graduation: Cried and cried. Did not stay for the photos because I was too sad and also couldn't be bothered to pose. Sat on a table near these people I didn't like. My slippers kept falling off. A guy who shall remain nameless asked me to dance. Ewww. None of my 3 crushes asked. Darn.

SKIP A FEW YEARS THAT WENT BY IN A BLUR AND YOU GET TO

Year 11: In one word, OMG. Someone turn the airconditioning off, I am catching a chill.

 

 

Need to get fit. Trying to do the splits. Any tips and hints?

I will now go and reply to those people who commented.

Next time I resurrect this blog is Christmas.

JUST KIDDING YA! LOL who knows...

 

Here are the lyrics for the song currently playing. I don't think it has much sentimental value to me, certain parts of it do. I think. Now I demand you to sing along!

 

Afterglow by INXS

 

Here I am, lost in the light of the moon that comes through my window
Bathed in blue, the walls of my memory divide the thorns from the roses
It's you and the roses

Touch me and I will follow in your afterglow
Heal me from all this sorrow
As I let you go I will find my way when I see your eyes
Now I'm living in your afterglow

Here I am, lost in the ashes of time, but who owns tomorrow?
In between the longing to hold you again
I'm caught in your shadow, I'm losing control
My mind drifts away, we only have today

Touch me and I will follow in your afterglow
Heal me from all this sorrow
As I let you go I will find my way
I will sacrifice 'til the blinding day when I see your eyes
Now I'm living in your afterglow

When the vails are gone, as I let you go, as I let you go

Touch me and I will follow in your afterglow
Heal me from all this sorrow
As I let you go I will find my way, I will sacrifice
Now I'm living in your afterglow

Bathed in blue, the walls of my memory divide the thorns from the roses
It's you who is closest