3am

if a picture could paint my life complete
what would it be
a beautiful sunset of a coastal scene
a lush landscape with waterfall and trees pterodactyls flying
city life with moon lit drives
rolling hills and riverine streams
if i could dream it why can't i see it
the paints of every day are the same
same palette new brush
make my mind and heart rush
overtime and over sight
the canvas rots with Death's delight
an island adrift will end up somehwere
and pain eventually, become a balm itself
thoughts abound in Slumber's shift
the solutions meant only for the Morning shit.
i ask the stars above my bed
but all they got burnt out instead.
coasting and cruising is all i've ever done
will my life be ever more fun

overheard at bt timah rd:

self: this BM is an idiot
f: why
self: wtf. do you have to stop to turn?
where where where where where? wah i think the van will kapo it
j: there
self : no that is not:
j: then go the other one, this way
self: no it's against traffic. there's one up there
self:their door open right?
f: ya..but now close aready.
self: wind up the window for me.
f: all done let's gtfo.

on the way back:

self: wah what car is this, looks cool
j: sekali this is a hyundai
*fiddling with the cd player*
self: wheres the zhou jie lun song
je: he got all the zhou jie lun songs?
j: he load the new zhou jie lun album, he got all the zhou jie lun albums ah
self : looking for the new one
j: i thot u got the old one
self: no i fuked it off.
j: he got all the zhuo jie lun albums and he wanna buy them back.
jere: u siao ah. u copy to my hardisk i burn for you and sell u la
self: fuk u. he's quite zai wat. so must support him.
j: eh u go wrong way.
self. huh not go straight meh
j: no la pie tuas
self:pie is straight right.
j: which pie? changi or tuas.miah is turn right just now
self: tuas la! wtf u always tell me when its too late.
f: wrong already lah u wanna go round 2 ah.
self: dammit.. aiyah kje lah..