All the love songs in the world that you can recognize instantly but never be able to remember to save your life their titles come from Michael Learns To Rock. It’s true.
By the way, having nothing to do’s always nice. Technically having nothing to do but realizing that in reality I have to maintain my fitness in case my next posting requires a degree of physical ability (damnn), chart how I am going to ensure that my uni of choice, course and finances are happily settled, learn how to drive, get that job, marry the woman whom I have loved for all my life but haven’t noticed till now, have two kids with the wife, die in a nice place with flowers and laughter, is well, rather unsettling.
But for now , a lull, currently filled with reading Gaiman’s Anansi Boys, catching up with people from church ,Bugis, school, Rock Band at Darren Chew’s house, the occasional Facebook indulgences and going belt shopping by myself. Which is fun, and not gay. And for the first time in 13 years, I’m ecstatic that the March school holidays are coming to an end and the o so gruelling school term’s bout to begin,which warrants a visit back to ACS (I) tommolo! And then it’ll be Yankee Platoon 4 chalet, late nights at Clarke Quay or Md Sultan and then posting on the 21st before trudging to the next phase of my army life on the 24th.
And hey guess what,
I’m not an actor, I’m not a star
and I don’t even have my own car
But I’m hoping so much you’ll stay
that you will love me anyway
haha.
