Here Comes The Seasons...

Shirk, shirk, shirker of work... Bouncing around, hiding, lazing, snoozing, doing anything but work. Unless caught.

Payday cannot come any sooner. I want my damn iPhone. It's calling, beckoning, enticing... Kevin, buy me now and spend much cash and time foraging into my inner secrets and magical moments. Cash in now, and enjoy oodles and oodles of moments poking at a large screen! Such a sucker i am...

Christmas is coming... What rubbish shall i buy for my friends this year? *evil grin*

XY dangling free ZoukOut ticket in front of me. Promises of fun, fun, fun! Free drinks and looking at chicks! Oh joy! What i remember is long queues, sweaty and smelly fat dude gyrating in front of me, and rain... Meh, maybe this time it'll be different... Dare i go prove myself wrong?

Be careful, Taylor Swift might just follow you home!

"Forgive me, believe me, please come back to life. Come back to my life"

- Circle by Flyleaf