OMFG It's so My Song!!!

Never took a scene check

Never were a reject

Honey lookin perfect

Now you aren't so in step

in step

in step

in step



You had your photograph, in a magazine

Such a pretty boy, only nineteen

But now your twenty-three and it's all gone now

you ain't all that, you wanna be somehow



Maybe it was only a dream!

You just thought you could be anything that you wanted to be

Sadly, it all went wrong so



Never took a scene check

Never were a reject

Honey lookin perfect

Now you aren't so in step

in step

in step

in step



Still just go to the same old clubs

But the new kids have got one above

Music tastes change like the wind

You're doin now what's already been



And you still think that you're so it

Cause you know so and so, and you made a hit

But you can't hear it being played

Cause you my friend have had your day



Never took a scene check

Never were a reject

Honey lookin perfect

Now you aren't so in step

in step

in step

in step

Turn Cold (3)

I finished work, cought up with Kiki and Julia. Just when I was waiting for them I had lots of shits in my head. My mom, my sister's convicted boyfriend (or husband), and those people around me whom sometimes I thought are so pointless to even know them. May be I was just hungover and tired.

But seriously what is it that you get from people who annoy you, irritate you, offend you? Arent we friends because we're supposed to make each other happy? I'm getting tired of investing so much time and effort to people who never even make me feel happy. Why do that? So much more time was even invested in my doomed relationship, and what do I get from it?

I mean, Im through with people's shit. I have my own things to handle. So really, I cant deal with people who want me to cop their shit too. I thought, I can easily replace them with some new people. It's me, I've done that before and I can do that again, anytime I want. I don't even need them. Why stress out about them when I can just chill and do what's best for me.

Another question came into my head. An old question I had every now and then, "Why didnt 'you and I' work out?" May be things are better when you're alone and depending only on doing what's best for you.

Turn Cold (2)

I had to shower, Asian way. I finally hung up the phone, turned the heater on next to me. I duck in the big bucket, got some hot water from the basin and pour it on my body. Fuck me, my legs are too long for the fucking bucket. They still kinda stick out from the bucket area, so the water drips everywhere. But I thought it was okey, at least it wasnt as cold as I thought.

And I was wrong. The moment I start scrubbing soaps on my body, I realised how cold it was. Makes sense, no warm water running on you. My heater just seemed to make it worse. I just quickly get another bucket of hot water clean the soap on my body and was just swearing to myself. Fuck this shower shit ass. Fuck my hangover. So I dried myself using the hairdryer. Now, time to wash my hair.

I bent over so my head could get as close as possible to the wash basin. Put my head under the water thingy and put some shampoo. And motherfucker, shampoo went to my eyes. I quickly try to pull my head out from the water basin thing, and knocked my head to the water thingy (you know, the long thingy where the water pours out of it). So I thought enough, Im not doing this anymore. I'd rather shower at my friend's place.

Went to work, surprisingly I was still drunk enough to act nice and smile to everyone. Until, 2pm, and I was out of it. Finished work, cought up with Kiki and Julia, showered at her place. Warm shower, I would never take that for granted ever again.

PS. In case you're wondering what happened with the party... The police came, people had to go inside, no more music. The next day, the neighbours were screaming at them, telling them how outraged they are because of the laneway party. And they got fined. $500 fine...

Turn Cold (1)

It all starts with a water stain on the ceiling. Apparently we have some problems with our tiles in the shower cubicle. So that saturday afternoon, during my short coffee break, I got a message from my housemate telling me that we would not be able to use the shower for at least 2 weeks. Fuck me. They said, they need a week to dry the ceiling, and another week to fix it.

My housemate said it's ok because they bought a huge bucket so we can put it next to our small basin, so we can use another small bucket to get water from the basin and pour it on our body while we duck or scoot in the big bucket. Fuck me, it's so primitive. So like what I did when I was little in Indo. Ah another thing, we're meant to put a heater on next to us when we shower coz my housemate said it would be cold.

I completely forgot that I had to go to this big house party that night. It was Macaulay Culkin's theme. I went as Richie Rich for the sake of the irony because I was wearing my $7.50 blazer from savers :P I went with some beers to Carlton North. I got there and oh gosh, one of the best things I've ever seen in my life. It was 3 houses next to each other, and they decided to make this party together, so at the end it was a big party in the alley way. The crowed are also mixed, I guess each house has different kind of guess. Also different kind of music. It was awesome.

I met my old friends. I met many new people. I saw so many hippies. I saw so many rich hippies. I saw college students. I saw the hot jocks. It was great. I met a guy who works for David Jones as well, we properly introduced each other and finally talked that night. And I fucking met one of my happy customer! I sold him a $1,400 worth of suit from Gieves and Hawkes. He seemed happy, he bought it for his interview and he is doing well :) Fucking random though meeting your customers in a house party when you're drunk.

I decided to go home around 2am, I had to work that morning. I remembered, people taking e's only to find out that the neighbours called the cops. So the cops came, and ordered everyone to stay inside and turn off the music. I remembered their bright lights and the alley way. I walked out from the party, run into a pole when catching a cab home.

I woke up the next day having to get ready to work. My mom texted me around 6am. She wanted to talked to me about my sister's shit again. I called her, and just listened to her with my shoulder holding my phone against my ear, while Im brushing my teeth. I was just listening to her crying. And I realised I couldn't use the fucking shower. Fuck me...