I realised that it’s tiring to play so many games in your head, though i often think of all the little things I could do to bring every other things closer, to play on situations to make me more attractive to it. There are so many little subtle flourishes that I could employ to finesse my way into your life, so many rehearsed lines and movements, in, out, around, looking for the moment when I can, undetected, slowly enter your heart.

I’ve decided against these, though, partly because of who you are, partly because of who I’ve become - it’s too tiring scheming my way into your life. All I want is a vulnerable innocence where I can look into your eyes and not feel like it’s awkward, where the little signs show that there is a comfort and a trust between us. I’ve decided that it would be good if we could build this, together, but you can never build these things alone, it’s true. I’m tired and you’re tired and there are no opportunities any more for the subtle looks when everything has become so obvious.

In short, im refering to the past hectic week occassionally dosing myself with a can of red bull every now and then. Fortunately some paid off, it just serves me yet another learning lesson that i shud not take it for ggranted for sure. Heck, wad ive been subjected to this past week has been beyond horrid especially when it comes to terms with late nite sleep. Anyhow, been busy the whole week, and not having adequate time to learn some new choreography.

3 weeks and counting..

OH shit and Mr Kuah said all of us did badly for our paper. well life is fair. Things you don’t expect to fall on your in head and smash your brains out will do just that, because this is the kind of cunning trick life likes to pull on unsuspecting people.