Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Help. I must pass my driving test tomorrow. I have already spent too much on it due to failing it FOUR times. It's 4am and I just came home from newton. I hope the tester wouldn't smell my alcoholic breath when I take the wheel tomorrow. If he does, and questions me, I will speed down to the nearest hospital and demand a breathalyser test, followed by a blood test to prove that I have less than 80mg of alcohol in my blood. I CAN DRIVE, GODDAMMIT!

It has been eons since I've been to newton for the green island with the dudes. Realised that school has taken away most of my pleasurable moments (but saved lotsa money for me, in a way). It has been a long time since 1)smoking my own pack of cigarettes. Yes I am scum. 2)drank substantial amount of beer over the night 3)enjoying a gig standing up, not sitting down. And I do realise that alcohol actually gives you courage, in the sense that when I heard screeching laughter from a neighbour while walking home along the corridor, I couldn't give a damn as to whether it was anything non-human. My mind worked this way; I heard the noise, 'Wah, freaky', looked, carried on walking, maintaining unfocused on my surroundings.

More alcohol tomorrow as it's free flow! Free dinner and free beer tomorrow for some production thingy. Yay. I love free beer. I must indulge. Chances like these don't come by too often.

Well, here's a song that's been left aside for sometime, but came back as I realised it's been a long time coming for the trips to newton, or to gigs, or to fountains of beer. Here's to 'The Delays', and to mojo for this inspirational piece.
*Hiccup*

The Delays - Long Time Coming
Tore it up and walked away
Why'd you wanna go do that for?
Threw your Lego in
The lake
Why'd you wanna go do that for?

And you're a long time coming
A long time
Coming home
Do you see me reeling off the lines
I've seen your, I've seen your
Eyes

How can you grow old
You were my triumph?
How can you grow old
You were my
Triumph?

Turned your face into the squall
Why'd you wanna go do that for?
You carved
Your name into the wall
Why'd you wanna go do that for?

And you're a long time
Coming
A long time coming home
Do you see me reeling off the lines
I've seen your, I've
Seen your eyes

How can you grow old
You were my triumph?
How can you grow old
You were
My triumph?

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