Titanium

Current me

Just got my new haircut these days. Sadly I'm known for having issues with barbers and the hairstyle that i get, so the outcome wasn't so good and turns out i got a new " fashion " look, which is not good at all in my taste. Sigh, looks like I will always be hairstyle disaster's victim.

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Life is still awesome. 8 days left to the upcoming A2 exam.

My memories are still recounting on a vivid memoir of counting down the 19th day before the exam, and time trolled me. One blink of an eye, blast it, we're only now left with 8 days..

What a funny mockery.

And as I lay dying , independent life continues to teach me precious life lessons that i could never have learnt in my past 17 years of sheltered life. I also delved deeper into my own conscious than never before, getting a closer look of my fragile self. Alas, this life is coming to the end, and it seem not everyone is really ready to let this life go just yet. All these sweet memories, memorable reminiscence, are still too fresh to be kept away and stored in our young brilliant brains. But life is what life is like, a taste is never nice until you start to realize that you missed it. For me the feeling is merely overwhelming.

Looking back I can't quite recall the day when I stepped into this place, still a stranger to this place, looking deserted like never before, and slowly adaptation kicks in, bonds are formed, friends were made, knowledge were learnt, promises are broken, lessons are learnt, and up until today I've become a different man, seasoned by experienced and emotionally torn down by all these experience that i have to gone through  by myself. It is seriously not easy, and by looking back I have learnt to give myself a pat on my own shoulder for all the struggles that I've been through.

Seriously and honestly though, I am disappointed to find that there are no more friendship that are pure as those friendships I get back in my earlier school days. People seems to live here for something, or for someone. There aren't much pure friendship left here in this seemingly warm-on-the-outside community, which makes me wonder if this is the cruel price of growing into a man.

To grow up, we must learn to throw away all naivety.

Hide away all our problems, 

Wear a mask

Muster a smile 

And drag our soulless husk on.

Out of my hands, out of my hands

All over again

I’m hanging on, just hanging by a golden thread

Just wanna know while everything’s unraveling

I’m hanging on, just hanging by a golden thread

I'm bulletproof

Nothing to lose
Fire away, fire away
Ricochet
You take your aim
Fire away, fire away
You shoot me down
But I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down
But I won't fall
I am titanium

To : Dear A2

 Bring it on and try to shoot me down, the thing is I just won't fall.