lost and insecure; you found me

i am so tired.

okay this may be the only post i am going to do for some time.

there's a really steep learning curve between normal life and IB man, seriously.
there's this overwhelming sense of being on your own like you wouldn't believe.
it's like,
you gotta find your own locker
find your own damn classroom
take your own damn notes 'cos if you miss what the teacher says you're a goner. they hardly ever use textbooks.
you gotta be pro-active and ask your own damn questions if you don't understand
you gotta work work work

you can really tell how there's a huge difference.
there is no spoon-feeding, no telling you what to do and what's the answer.
more like, throw you into the deep end and let you swim back then tell you how.

but it's fun luh.
it's very extreme, but like if i really make it there,
i can already tell it's going to be the 2 most exciting and engaging years of my life.

there are a lot of geniuses in my school btw.

bah, i'm worn out.


FIVE MINUTES TO MIDNIGHT - BOYSLIKEGIRLS

brown eyes and lungs are filled up with smoke
fast lives are stuck in the undertow
but you know the places i wanna go
'cause i've got a sickness
you've got the cure
you've got the spark i've been looking for
and i've got a plan
we walk out the door

turn it up
it's five minutes to midnight
you're coming home with me tonight
i can't get enough
shaking me up
turn it up, alright
it's five minutes to midnight
we'll see our name in city lights
make your heart drop and come alive

and when the clock strikes twelve
will you find another party to go kiss and tell
'cause you know i never will
i think we should strike a match
we'll hold it to the wind and see how long it lasts
we can make the time stand still.