grammar nazi rights

"Who's right?"
"You're right."

"Whose right?"
"Your right."



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take over the world when im on my donald trump shit. look at all this money. aint that some shit.

Mac Miller is dope.
And Wallpaper's "fucking best song everrr". dunno why it kinda reminds me of orson.
must be the swagger.

Not been into rap for a looonng while. maybe its the red bull intake, thats clouding my judgement.

mms.. motivation.

Hey 90s

http://youtu.be/IJrCkB9zzEo

The wonderful thing about the 90s, has nothing to do with the era. The music. The TV shows, fashion, food, whatever. The world isnt any more fucked up now that it was then. Its not objective at all. Its got everything to do with me.

The wonderful thing about the 90s was, I was a kid. I was unemployed, without a care in the world, free to run around pasir ris park, cycle, make up fantastical stories in my head playing with my cousins, brothers, neighbours, school mates. Freedom. without a care in the world. getting lost in my own personal library, in 67 pasir ris heights, playing the piano, watching TV shows like Take Off, Sesame street, songs and colours that messed with my brain and imagination. Freedom.

So the truth is.. I dont have to go back in time, to relive the wonderful youth and childhood I had. I just need to.. find some time.. to live my life. once again.

and like a sailor or a pirate looking out into the distance, I believe I have found the time. Like land. The time is out there. I can see it. In 2 months. I will harbour at its port, walk along its shores, smell the salty sand and smile. I will make it there. And then, Ill be happy, again.


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for now though. get back to studying. summer will come soon.  

st george's wharf

soo it turns out.. one of my favourite buildings in london is in reality, one of London's most hated...
=(

http://www.scoutlondon.com/2011/11/03/scout-londons-skyline-crimes-st-georges-wharf/
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/shared/spl/hi/pop_ups/04/uk_britain0s_worst_buildings/html/6.stm
http://www.guardian.co.uk/artanddesign/artblog/2008/jul/21/whicharetheworldsugliestbuildings

and the only reason I made this discovery, was because i started googling, trying to find out its name.. oh well..

I mean I still like it. the glass. the majestic bold way it stands out and stares directly into the river thames. the ascending heights, which I think gives it a kinda nautical feel.

oh well. if you has feelings, and ever could read this, I just want you to know, I still like you. 

xoxo

changeof plans

forget having a personality
I shall be a vessel, a shell,
a medium, for the passage of all my law notes between now and my exams.

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come on UC.

move on

re-reading emails
prowling the web for blogs
tumblr posts, clues, insights

masochistically expecting to re-open old wounds,
only maybe to find

peace of mind.
finally?


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shes not perfect.
neither are you.

but yet she has accepted you for who you are.

this life is meant for beauty
poetry
happy, and full of love

congrats, lad. I think youve finally moved on. breathe in. there is a smell of peace and tap water in the air.
allow your own mistakes. breathe out. time to soldier on.

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this time 2 months from now.

my friends are in the bathroom

getting higher than the empire state.
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sigh. so things dont go according to plan sometimes.
but at the end of the day. my mom still loves me. I have that.

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bad things happen. you might get hurt. but you cant use that as an excuse to hurt others.
shake it off, shikster. have a shower. past is past. you werent there. things happened. the world is messed up that way. how important is time and place. how it change lives. but maybe inspite of that. youre still in control. yes, you.. get your shit together.


I lost my black to-do list book. But I still have my phone. Nick says he might try to give me his 2nd hand blackberry once he's back in london. that might just be one of the sweetest gifts anyone would have ever given me. though im not in any way expecting it.

Wednesday. Pathways to Law. Grassroots Social. Friday (X2). Elmgreen School Lesson. Mentor Awards. and then Strasbourg.
Exactly 39 Days till my exams start. Sigh. Breathe slowly.
Your priorities sure have changed. To not really care so much about these things, that at one point in time, might have been your whole life. internship interviews. exams.

because i tell myself im bigger than that. But then what am I? Not a great son, friend, brother, lover. Never present. How can I be, when Im millions of miles away, and too lazy to even meet people in London. though, thats a lie. I do meet people in London. Nick, Monkman, guys from St Pats. i make an effort for them. but why.. why
have my
priorities changed.

give me a second I. I Need to get my story straight
my friends are in the bathroom
getting higher than the empire state.

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IF im able to study in the next one week. here in Ann Moss Way.
I think I shall try to stay here next year. My North london dream will have to wait, for another chapter in my life.

6 weeks till the exams start

9 weeks till my exams are over
crap.
1 more week of uni.
4.5 weeks of intense studying?
and then my exams start.

still. got my London Irish rugby match to catch. Spurs v Norwich game. Trip to strasbourg. ohhh. ohh. yea. This will be fun.