UPDATE!

Holla,


The exams are over! Good times ahead now before class 12 descends. How frickin crazy is it that we are the senior most class in school? I feel laid back and happy all of a sudden, reading books, going out to eat, playing soccer, NOT fretting over stupid exams!
Have been reading the Mediator series, Meg Cabot. It's about this girl who can see the dead talk to them and help them clear their conscience and free them from hanging around after death. What I think is, the book is a lot better than the princess diaries which are so damn SAME. Mia ranting on about life and how hard it is o be a princess now. BITE ME! :/ Anyway so Mediator is way sensible than that, but still I would refer to the book as 'time pass'. It's a light read and you can finish off in a few hours. So, read it if you have nothing else to do. And holy moly, there's this dead person who is supposedly hot and has a six pack, still have no clue how that works. :P
Other than that, I've realized this thing that screws me up big time. And that is PLANNING on what to do. If I come up with a plan to finish off whatever it is I want to, in 5 mins I'm slacking off. It's so screwed up. I've made up a plan so not to PLAN things out and do things spontaneously hoping I'll get more work done that way. And what is with all my creative juices overflowing my tank during the exams and NOW all of a sudden I'm completely drained of anything creative. It's not even fair. I tell you, the exams have this hidden good side to them. I wrote for fanta feb, drew sketches for the first time, danced a lot more than usual.
And now all I'm doing is reading books, sleeping and mending by cut leg. Worthless. My butt does not move and make me start writing something and hence this pointless post. Anyway I wrote this thing after listening to Katy Perry, took the first line; has the same tune. 

Summer love

Summer after high school when we first met

Over chit chat and flip flops we were all set

Mornings began with goofing round the beach.

Used to take piggy back rides, play in the blues

Talk about our futures, like we have a clue

Never knew that one day you’d be a stranger too.

Sneaking to your terrace, catching fireflies

Laughing through the night, till the lights would die

Would pinch myself hard to know if this was true?

Cos, in that night of ours

You were the light in that dark place

Over cans of coke and promises

Our friendship was there to stay

Cos in that night of ours

You were captured in my jar

Crawl out or peep through

You would not go any far

You were my summer love from May..

Your wonky blue truck, the Panera breads

The feather you used to braid down my head

Drawing footprints and building castles in the sand

Fighting and squabbling over TV shows

Messing around at the rowdy circus below

Never thought that one day I’d be losing you.

Cos you were my army fool

That summer that we met

Over fireworks and magic shows

Not once did I regret

Cos you were my army bloke

You went off to save our land

We had to break up over silent stares

As my legs gave away in the sands

Boy, You were my love from May..

I feel the beach is my calling. :D

Have a great day,

SAM B