Talking about life.
You can do that with almost anyone.

even you weird big brother.

He got me thinking. Alot.
We made vows.
We made plans.
We even kinda decided on what to do.

As for rapping, it was just a hobby.
Like they say, you can't make the kind of dough they make in U.S in Singapore.
It'll consume you if you think you can.

and as for another part,
it's consuming me.
and maybe i need.. to breath a little.
and not persist too much.

it is what it is.
it will always be the same thing.
its how you approach it.
how you hold it.
and what you plan to do with it.
that matters most.

and i'm clueless as you are.


How can you be perky one second?
and get all the mood sucked out of you the next?

its been years since i felt like this.

as always, life's a bitch.


Let this post be a statement.

I'm stagnant.
and i need detours.

alternatives.

i need foundations.
i don't want to run for salvation ever again.

its time i carried the load.
my load.

Lets this post be my testament.


You Fool.

i run to you for salvation.
sometimes i think you're the only one that makes sense.
when things go horribly bad, i'll dial your number.

i even skipped school just to meet you cause life was full of shitloads that day remember?

again, You Fool.

do you think i care that you ramble?
do you think, for even one second, that i get irritated listening to the same thing?
i'll assure you, i just get overly worried.
and the more you bottle it up, the more i'll try to break that damn bottle.
&&&
i'll really kick your ass one day, Bestfriend.

you promised me things.
now keep it.
OK?
Fool. =)


i just can't help but think.
about whatever.
about everything.

when i use to hear the familiar words.
when someone defines me with those words.
when i was the one always on the other side of the line.

No.
there is no rekindled feelings.
that is way over and done with.

Yes.
its just empty thoughts.
and reminiscing.

mistakes are to be learnt from.
and to not be repeated.

i wanna be.... better.
for... You. =)

so where is this source of change coming from?
where is this confidence mustering itself from?
where is this feeling arising from?

beats me.

i just... know what i want.
Now.


Its finally done.
and i'm nearly done blogging here. =)

Hey you, look below. =)

I Wanna Be:
By Chris Brown

Imagine that the pillow that you cried on was my chest,
and the tissue that you wiped your face with was my hand.
Girl, imagine: if you needed advise about some other guy, I'm the one that comes to mind.
Not tryna hear you tell nobody that I'm just a friend,**
just trying to make sure I'm that body that you call your man,**
and anytime you need a shoulder -- it's yours, night or day,**
but what I'm tryna say is, I wanna be...

[Chorus:]
The last number you call late at night (said I wanna be),**
The first one that you dial when you open your eyes.**
Wanna be the one you run to,
wanna be the one that ain't gonna hurt you,
I wanna be yeah, I wanna be yeah..
Be the man making your girl jealous,
be the guy shuttin' down all the fellas..
whatever you need, girl, it's all on me:
soldier, your friend or your lover, girl,
I wanna be...

[Verse 2:]
Would it be cool?
Would you mind if I called you my boo,**
what if the next whip you was pushin' was the one I bought for you?
Can I be the one that meets your pops and take your mama shoppin', be the only one they like?
Have you thought about it -- wait -- really thought about it?
Maybe you should take some time**
call your girls and talk about it, yeah.**
'cause I done already made up my mind,**
don't need no more time to know if I wanna be with you,**
I wanna be...

[Verse 3:]
Put me on your screen saver, all over your myspace and make me one of your top favorites,
that's where I wanna be...
The one you cryin' for (stand up for and fightin' for)
wanna be your good, bad, love, hate girl..

Don't trouble that mind of yours, humans.
Why do you wanna know anyway? =)

Goood day. :p

Ours.



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done.

oi!
go make that blog la.
nyahaha.

=)


ITSMA: B
CMSK2: B
SWEN: B
MDBS: D+
SADS: B
INWT: B

yes yes.

got my results back today.
despite the ugly D+ there, everything is satisfactory.

but GPA is still a bitch la.

anyways,
today was........wet.
cause it rained non-stop.

but,
still proceeded on to orchard to meet Z and S.
S was late for work.
and she worn diamond-studded SLIPPERS to the office.
and Z was..... Late?
yes.. very.

We then met Y and K and walked around Far East for awhile.
Then K slapped me for no apparent reason when she was about to leave, went to lucky plaza, pool-ed and shot zombies, had chicken for dinner.... then offffff home.....

on the way home, we had fulfilling talks about religion and life.
about boxing.
about how we are to change our co-curricular activities.
about the things other people did to make us melt.

then,
S had to alight at woodlands cause her earphones got tangled with mine.
so we had a short drama session at the platform of woodlands MRT station.
where Z was supposedly S's lover and they had one huge fight and S was crying loudly, begging for forgiveness.
Z, however, was ignoring S all the way cause he was never comfortable with the idea of the drama session cause he never did agreed to do it.
in other words,
we managed to humiliate Z. =)

and yes,
everything was splendid.
if only..................................
=p

E's done.
=)


heart wants to pour out everything.
but the brain is stopping it.

why?

cause the conscience is telling it that typing down something like this is against Ezzat Bin Md Mustasar's better judgement.

so what do i do?

rap my lungs out.
old verses.
over new beats.
who cares?
music relieves the soul.

a saying that hafizah told me once:
Yes.
Hold a butterfly within your palm to embrace it.
But.
Hold it too tight or for too long, it suffocates or gets crushed.

get a cage, fool. =)
nyahaha.

i know what i'm doing.
cause i know what i want.

i'm out.


Still flustering like a fool.
And still wondering why.
I'd pour my heart out right here if i could.
But what for?
Everything that is to be said has been said.

yes.

I meant every single word.
Right down till those half-spoken.

Stop tearing the book apart.
Lets burn the ending.
Lets write a new one.

I know what i want now.

Oh humans, keep wondering.

=)

It starts in my toes
makes me crinkle my nose
wherever it goes
i'll always know

You make me smile
please stay for awhile now
just take your time
wherever you go

*repeats and repeats and repeats*

nyahaha.


blown-away for a few minutes.
but relieved by the very words that causes you fear.

this is mad.
this is crazy.
this is loooony
this is anything but normal.
loveably special.

can i can i can i.....?

=)


yes.
we were stuck in a 961 bus.
minutes away from the interchange.
but the clever bus driver had to take the other exit which was affected by traffic jam.

so what did we do?

taiti our asses off. -_-"
laaa.. 3 games anyway. =)

performance day was cool!
mad props to the acts!
but dinner with bestfriends were crazy.
been a long time since i got that kind of company.

woke up to sunday on the wrong side of the bed.
went to marsiling for a breather. -_-
back to woodlands to meet up with miss-sun-plaza-is-at-marsiling
read read read.
went for lunch.
read read read.
taiti.
talk talk talk.
was a nice laid back day i guess.

on more higher note,
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have a nice day humans.
=)

Yenny

Sarah

Ayie

Nadia

Izza

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