heaven can wait we're only watching the sky

it's 10am and i'm supposed to be at gardens, getting started on work after an unproductive afternoon of work yesterday. think i'll have to get used to the fact that (i quote someone) "the working week never ends; the weekend never comes". damn.

friday night was spent dancing our souls away almost, though i don't think the alcohol got to us. when the four of us were in D's car and singing along to 'forever young'; i thought that was the best part of the night, akin to us lying on the rooftop in passive silence.

on a side note, somehow, with us, wardrobe malfunctions always occur, but whose fault is it, when we choose our own clothes and such revealing ones at that, haha.

yesterday night was spent in the same area - shisha with al and kenny. the mood wasnt fabulous due to our states of being and chosen topics of conversation. i still dont understand why kenny you say im your eighth sin, but thank you for sending me home nonetheless.

(i quote) on the other front, i enjoy making certain people throw away their aspirations of becoming dark and broody and smiling more (: