greetings from imrie house

[spiderpig]

After tomorrow it'll all be over. It just depends what. My exams will be over for now, my JC career might be over, my life might be over, the days where I run around school in a frenzy may be over, my inspiration may be over.

Life's unpredictability is mindblowing.

I don't want to leave full of regrets.

The picture of GMUFC is on the wall, 9 girls smiling at me. It's like covalent bonding, there's intermolecular forces in between all of us. I'd like to think that we'll still be connected by that weak-strong-weak-strong bond. What was it called? Van der Waals?

I like punk-emo and emo overall, but I also love my fair share of pop-rock. Haha. One of my favourite songs of the moment:

She's cold and she's cruel
But she knows what she's doin'
She pushed me in the pool
At our last school reunion
She laughs at my dreams
But I dream about her laughter
Strange as it seems
She's the one I'm after

[Chorus:]
Cause she's bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can't help myself
I don't want anyone else
She's a mystery
She's too much for me
But I keep comin' back for more
She's just the girl I'm lookin' for

She can't keep a secret
For more than an hour
She runs on 100 proof attitude power
And the more she ignores me
The more I adore her
What can I do?
I'd do anything for her

Cause she's bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can't help myself
I don't want anyone else
She's a mystery
She's too much for me
But I keep comin' back for more
She's just the girl I'm lookin' for

The way she sees it's me
On her caller ID
She won't pick up the phone
She'd rather be alone
But I can't give up just yet
Cause every word she's ever said
Is still ringin' in my head
Still ringin' in my head

She's cold and she's cruel
But she knows what she's doin'
Knows just what to say
So my whole day is ruined

Cause she's bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can't help myself
I don't want anyone else
She's a mystery
She's too much for me
But I keep comin' back for more

Cause she's bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can't help myself
I don't want anyone else
She's a mystery
She's too much for me
But I keep comin' back for more
Oh, I keep comin' back for more
She's just the girl I'm lookin' for
Just the girl I'm lookin' for

I'm lookin' for
I'm lookin' for
I'm lookin' for
Just the girl I'm lookin' for



I've been ransacking my piano-chair, in between Econs revision, looking for all my old scales and arpeggios books in order to like prepare for the stupid proficiency test this Saturday. I CANNOT GET INTO MY HEAD WHAT DOMINANT AND DIMINISHED SEVENTHS ARE. D: I know that I know but... what am I doing. ECONS NOW.

EDIT:

It was raining last night/early yesterday morning and the thundering and the heavy sound of the rain crashing against the concrete outside was

wonderful.

I woke up halfway and wondered if I should've closed the window, because I was afraid the rain would get in. Then I just closed my eyes and wnet back to sleep because I was too tired why change perfection?

you're the perfect imperfection.

Comments

booyah.

[(Anonymous)]

hahaha. i love reading your blog. i can almost see your animated self in your expressive entries. okay i realise i'm not being very coherent but wtf. you get my gist yeah.

all sink into pseudo depression, shall we?

-min