My brother has flown off to the U.S. to study. If all goes as (my parents have) planned, he won't be back here for another 4 years. So if I wanna see him, I'll hafta go visit.
I will miss him I think... funny bugger said to me as he gave me a hug, "Faster get married ah." -_- and I replied, "ya idiot, just so that you can come back soon right!" His rationale is that it might just make my dad sponsor his ticket back (before his 4 yrs is up) Heh.
Interesting that I used to get so angry with this bro and fight quite a whole lot when we were kids...never thought I'd miss him when he's not ard. Oh well... I guess he'll survive...hopefully won't be too unrecognisable the next time I see him la.
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Oh! Does anyone know who is the KNN female piece of shit who just did a cover of Coldplay's Yellow? It's damn bloody awful man!! What an absolute insult to the song! She doesn't even sing it properly, it sounds more like she's almost breathing her last. Ugh.
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Posted by aunty_yip at 7:14 pm 4 comments
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
Ahh... the smell of Earl Grey in the morning. Had the usual annoying trip to work with stupid aunties in the train poking their bags at me. Why can't these pple juz understand how irritating it really is? But I was accompanied by Jamie and tt made it so much better.... :)
Been feeling a lot like this recently...
After years of expensive education,
a car full of books and anticipation,
I’m an expert on Shakespeare and that’s a hell of a lot
but the world don't need scholars as much as I thought.
Maybe I'll go travelling for a year,
finding myself or start a career.
I could work for the poor though I’m hungry for fame
we all seem so different but we're just the same.
Maybe I'll go to the gym, so I don't get fat,
aren't things more easy with a tight six pack?
Who knows the answers? Who do you trust?
I can't even separate love from lust.
Maybe I’ll move back home and pay off my loans,
working nine to five answering phones.
Don't make me live for my friday nights,
drinking eight pints and getting in fights.
I don't want to get up, just let me lie in,
leave me alone, I'm a twenty something.
Maybe I'll just fall in love that could solve it all,
philosophers say that that’s enough,
there surely must be more.
Love ain’t the answer nor is work,
the truth eludes me so much it hurts.
But I’m still having fun and I guess that's the key,
I'm a twenty something and I'll keep being me.
I’m a twenty something.
Let me lie in, Leave me alone.
I’m a twenty something.
a car full of books and anticipation,
I’m an expert on Shakespeare and that’s a hell of a lot
but the world don't need scholars as much as I thought.
Maybe I'll go travelling for a year,
finding myself or start a career.
I could work for the poor though I’m hungry for fame
we all seem so different but we're just the same.
Maybe I'll go to the gym, so I don't get fat,
aren't things more easy with a tight six pack?
Who knows the answers? Who do you trust?
I can't even separate love from lust.
Maybe I’ll move back home and pay off my loans,
working nine to five answering phones.
Don't make me live for my friday nights,
drinking eight pints and getting in fights.
I don't want to get up, just let me lie in,
leave me alone, I'm a twenty something.
Maybe I'll just fall in love that could solve it all,
philosophers say that that’s enough,
there surely must be more.
Love ain’t the answer nor is work,
the truth eludes me so much it hurts.
But I’m still having fun and I guess that's the key,
I'm a twenty something and I'll keep being me.
I’m a twenty something.
Let me lie in, Leave me alone.
I’m a twenty something.
Posted by aunty_yip at 10:23 am 2 comments

