10 on my wall, 1 in my wallet.
you try to be me, but sorry, chic, you know you’ll never will.
actually, i kinda like working
whoever keeps telling me ‘oh it’s better to study, you’ll suffer when you come out to work’ is a moron, and should be slapped. i like my delegates. i like how they’re so concerned about me being sick, and gives me 49 suggestions of how to get better. (why 49? cause there are 49 delegates and everyone tells me something different exclusively from where they came from),...
On a second thought I wish we had really left each other alone
i wish people would shut the fuck about about supporting gays. all these supporting gays reblogging shit is over rated and i bet 90% of those who reblog about supporting gays just found it pretty amusing that gays exist and decide to make a hooha about it because they haven’t felt anything like that before. i’m telling you, from a first-person point of view, that we just want to be...
while growing up, we never knew what our parents really meant by ‘choose your friends right’. we always act rebellious by hanging out with the people our parents don’t like, living by cliche sentences like ‘it’s my life’ or ‘don’t you judge us’. while growing up, i was slightly less rebellious compared to my peers. i always try to adhere to...
walking past some costumes thing
s: imagine we take those wings and
R: we skate right. Then we fall you say "I'm a fallen angel. Like, literally"
It’s iconic. But it doesn’t mean anything. Not anymore. So long.
alwin: *skate towards me really fast* JAILBREAKJAILBREAKJAILBREAKKKKKKKK.
roberto & me: ?!?!?
roberto: why you jailbreak us? we aren't iPhones
louise: jie breakkkkk.
roberto & me: oOHHHHHhhhHHhh.. -.-"
If today marks the beginning of the end of your life and you’ve got a month to live, wouldn’t you shun away all the joys in your life? That way you won’t miss them when you’re gone.
i’m secretly jealous of figure skaters and they’re super pretty pink blades. but when i think about hockey, all my jealousy fades away.
Even if the world becomes your enemy… I’ll be your knight,...– Squall Leonhart, Final Fantasy 8
when langlang walked into the hall, he made it so grand, yet so humble. when he sat down on the chair, i secretly wish he saw my fingerprints on the very piano that i played at the very same place. but when he took a stupid white cloth out and wiped the keys like a pro, my heart shattered. nevertheless, LANG LANG WAS AWESOME. never can maksim ever match up to his standards. i’m jealous...
i secretly adore my students’ playing no...
Condolence, Mrs Lee. May you rest in peace.
Instead of singing that the train is arriving, can we have something more productive, like in simple english “the train is approaching please mind the platform gap”. Or if you’re really out to impress, tell me about the weather. Or news headlines. And by news I mean news. Not drama. I never really had an opinion on the dim sum dollies. Now I effing hate them.