Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Life Should Be Like A Hong Kong Drama

Yep yep. Its Sem 2. Feels alot like Sem 1. And that's not exactly fantastic.

Ended the holidays with a bang. No, more like two bangs. Erm, a bang and a punch.

So, Ip Man 2 and Iron Man 2. One makes you feel good and the other makes you proud as hell to be Chinese. Minus the tiny eyes. Go figure.

Life in the Sunshine Institute's nothing much to shout about. Its on cruise control mode.


Having a million problems on your mind and having none feel remarkably alike.

Urgh, back to Story Of The Year. And Maths(what's so freaking pure about it?).

For Ryu.


Sidewalks.

The bridges are crumpled,
The water soaks into rocks,
That fell at the bottom of the road. (At the end the town)
The town that we lived in.
The memories shaking apart from the weeds that grow.

Over the sidewalks,
Running away from the streets we knew,
Sidewalks,
Like the time we thought was made for you.
Or

Out on the front porch,
watching the cars as they go by,
Eighteen blue, twenty one grey,
Looking ahead for the first time that we could drive,
Out on our own,
To speed away

From the sidewalks,
Running away from the streets we knew,
Sidewalks,
Like the time we thought was made for you.
Or

All of days that past us by,
All of the sun is gone...
Away

Sidewalks,
Running away from the streets we knew,

Sidewalks,
Running away from the streets we knew,
Sidewalks,
Like the time we thought was made for you.
(Sidewalks)
The bridges are crumpled,
(Sidewalks)
The water soaks into rocks,
That fell at the bottom of the road.


con el amor, la paz y las bolas de pescado

Jon.

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