Mugging Madness!

photography by raihan
Wakdi. My weekends have been burned with studying.I actually stayed up from 1a.m to 7 a.m to study for my humanities.Then went to sleep wake up and off to meet char to get tutuored for maths and physics.Wah sian sia. Maths paper was hard but hopefully i tried my best. Social studies i know i screwed up cause i was so close to actually writing'refer to answer booklet'.Wateva i dun give a damn for SS.Screw it.Wah tmr physics i was go through my formulaes like mad.Still got lit.I'm gonna die from mugging.
Anyway went to see fara on friday.She is doing so well now.I actually can have a small conversation with her.I can even talk to her on her phone cause she is able to talk.Yesterday night char talked to her.Laugh only.Hahas.Hopefully after exam can see her.
I've watched spiderman 3.It was so good.The storyline,the effects and definately the ending.I actually shed tears in the theatre.It is a must watch movie.For those who are deciding to scare the shit out of them.Watch letters from the dead.It's a thai ghost movie.So you know you must get ready for the worst.
So yup that is it.I'm gone.

I climbed the mountaintop
I saw the bottom drop
I'm clinging to driftwood
I swim in a deep world
Words unspoken
Seem so foreign
Have you heard this one?

The hair on the back of your neck stands
"Another way out"
"Another way out"
The army ants have escaped
The hair on the back of your neck stands up
Ink runs into my cup
I sip epiphany

Fang bite, tarantula
Taste of my symptoms
Gasoline and a pistol
Blood filling the bathtub
Swollen eyelids
Baffled by this
Tell us what you see

The hair on the back of your neck stands
"Another way out"
"Another way out"
The army ants have escaped
The hair on the back of your neck stands up
Ink runs into my cup
I sip epiphany

I've bit my lip for the last time
The fog lifts up for the blind
Free of body, free of mind
I'll build my mold up, rest inside
Ink spills on paper
Paper spells "my blood."

The hair on the back of your neck stands up
Ink runs into my cup
I sip epiphany
The army ants have escaped
The hair on the back of your neck stands up
Ink runs into my cup
I sip epiphany

Ink spills on paper (Ink spills on paper)
Paper spells "my blood." (Paper spells "my blood.")
Ink spills on paper (Ink spills on paper)
Paper spells "my blood."