RECYCLED AIR

breath in..... breath out....
the papers are done. its now back to the stone age.

caught a play last saturday at cj with a couple of people. made new friends too. hell yeah. pretty dark story. ends up with a baby get killed. wtf? but it was pretty cool. later on i left my umbrella and i went back to get it. this is what happened...

*khoonbeng and i arrived back at the audit but couldnt find my umbrella then some adults come round

vp: its a rainy day, it seems that your left this behind. *he then whips out my umbrella*
jason: oh yeah, thanks. its mine.
vp: no problem. and we helped you threw your kfc in the dustbin too.
*pauses for a few seconds*
jason: thanks, sorry bout that.
khoonbeng: wait, we didnt have any kfc.
jason: EH... OH YEAH. i dont remember eating kfc.
vp: i trust that you guys didnt do it.
jason and khoobeng: yeah of course not!

then we left. by the way, the kfc was ours! khoonbeng wanted to actually give it to clara after her performance as a joke. what the shit man. was telling this to josh and adeline later on and we laughed like crap.

anyway i see things coming. this week is gonna be hell of a par-tay. class chalet tomorrow, lynksters gathering on fri, homecoming on saturday, camp over at mike's house - hell yeah im excited.

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late night waits
off to destination unclear
old playing records screaming to be seen.
put one down on the phonograph
a scene of grey tables and metal chairs.
pondering over what to say
we laughed instead.
the obvious message resounding unforgettable memories in our heads.

before dived into reality's arms
and moved forward at an alarming rate.