This girl is on fire, she's walking on fire. It's sunday today and one day closer to the end of the year. I'm going on an aeroplane and I don't know if I want to come back again. I mean being in Singapore is good and shit but I'm sure there are better country out there which is similar or even better than Singapore. Imagine, waking up in the morning turning off the heater, open up the window and taking in the fresh air of the concrete jungle of New York City. I told myself to start doing my work at 1.30pm which I have about 29 mins left before I need to sleep my laptop. Today is cooling day, the sky is about to fall but I'm not. I got the eye of the tiger. Anyway, yesterday was suppose to be the opening of Spot Art, an exhibition I'm exhibiting my works. It's quite a disappointing turn out and it was raining, so everything was so dark and not that great overall. There wasn't much people either.
It's 3 weeks left to go till the end of the semester. Got to push myself even harder next semester. Most likely I'll drop Foundation Drawing, yup! With that being said, time travel super fast don't they! I guess time is our biggest enemy, mankind's biggest enemy. Mother nature is one too but is an act of god so scratch that. John Mayer said you're no one till someone lets you down. I mean how does that work? Haha.
Finally, the time has come where #edyjulzwedding taken place. 19th October 2013 was the official date and congratulations to the newlyweds. Time to do new things together, like moving in together in a new house, maybe an old one doesn't matter, what matters is we stay together, she said. She also said, don't leave me alone because I feel lonely whenever you're not by my side. Don't leave me hanging like a loose thread waiting to be pulled.
Finally I got the time to post pictures from the F1 GP in Singapore. 'Nuff said, the main reason we went was for one reason only and that is Rihanna. When the night is all said and done, I think I lost a couple of kilos purely cause I was wearing my bag in front and standing for hours. To be continued..
Like a mannequin behind a glass, I feel the same way as you bro. How does it feel like being stucked inside a box with colourful decorations and luxury goods that people would pay so much for. Furthermore, they dressed you up nicely just for fun. The truth is, you're worthless without the goods and the clothes.
I feel like a mannequin most of the times. Dressing up for society to accept me and deem me as 'normal' and not someone who is a 'weirdo'. I guess dressing up appropriately is acceptable but not to the extent. No, I never been that kind and plus, I'm not that daring and adventurous when it comes to dressing up. Somehow, I feel it's safe to say that when you are living for the society, it has become a part of you and then it all becomes a norm which is okay and become forgettable over time. I am a mannequin, I am a mannequin of life, standing behind a glass where my friends and family can communicate and look at each other, but they'll never be close to me. Pardon me, I sound so emotional right now and you can probably imagining me slitting my wrist.
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