I Want You On My Team.
Morphing. I saw a Gan Eng Seng student morphed. Don't laugh lah. I am saying, he bought a set of SA uniform. For your information, when the PAE students are wearing their secondary school's uniforms, they definitely don't look like SA students, in the 'cool' or 'hot' criteria. (Funny huh, people want to be either cool or hot. They are exactly opposite things.) So, exactly, I think we look very rubbish. White skirts, yellow blouses, green pinafores, brown pants. And, that morphed student just fit into the college perfectly. That is morphing. Not the type when one random person turn into an animal. That's -_-.
Anyway, while I was going to school, sitting in my papa's car, I was staring at the lights of the car in front of my papa's. Was thinking about something. Forgot what it really was. Really. But, I stared too long and minutes later, everything I looked at have this discolourized patch. If you don't believe, go take your papa's car keys, go to the car park, step on the brake and go to the back to stare at the LEDs. Or maybe, you can bring a brick along. (Like DUH, do you think you are Elastigirl or whatever-that-girl-made-from-rubber-is-called?) This is entertaining. Bringing a brick to the carpark. But the point is, I think I am super stupid to go stare at some lights.
Had an afternoon nap just now. When I woke up, I was thinking about Orange. And, the most coincidental thing was, that my iPod was playing Mr Lonely. Listen to the lyrics. That's what I do when I am listening to music. Anyway, back to the topic, I am not sure the reasons, but tears welled. I think I can make do with the reason that its because I just woke up. Sidetracking, when I yawn, I will tear. I think its natural, no? NO? Sorry, sorry, too engrossed. But yeah. Anyway, to be frank, these two years, I have never tear for that relationship. Although Orange insisted I did, I just agreed to be happy.
