take me away

Natasha Beddingfield- Pocketful of Sunshine
There’s a place that I go,
But nobody knows.
Where the rivers flow,
And I call it home.

And there’s no more lies.
In the darkness, there’s light.
And nobody cries.
There’s only butterflies.

the hols seem to get more and more depressing. piles of hw, hmm looks like a small pile, but many many pages. sigh. and not to mention weird assignments. like elearning, which is still ok, bearable. then there’s the stupid phy video. which is, irritating. gets on my nerves just thinking abt it.

and i feel more like a maid at home during the hols. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. where got younger sister look after older brother one?! then he, sits around with his laptop. and i, go cook/wash dishes. wahlao eh. and then there’s a lot of misc stuff to do for my mother too, emailing/sms-ing/taking photos. why must i be the one?! once in a while i really want to rebel. i retort when i feel that i can’t take the ordering anymore, and then end up feeling guilty. this is frustrating.

and the weather! it’s so hot i feel sticky a little while after i dry myself from the shower. grrr. i can’t stand edited music. it just loses the feel. plus now i think my life is going nowhere. i shld stop watching dramas. just makes my life seem so much more… like nothing.

bring in the colours. or take me away. have an urge to breakaway from everything now. there’s nothing much to hold me back either.

away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away away!

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