Of tweets and exams.

Things have been hectic over these past several days. Lets make it easier and sum it up as the whole week has been hectic. Though, over past experiences, usually i find myself pushing over my responsibilities in terms with making time for other activities, as un-important as they may be. In easier terms, i tend to push over my resposibilities, in order to make time for activities that i actually have an interest in. Which most would have already guessed either skateboarding all day, or blinding my mind from the world, leaving only the necessary stimuli for music. Yet on this particular week, it seems i've managed to put at least 30% of my attention to my exams that were up and running till 1pm earlier today. Though, i did put more focus on Chemistry, compared to the other subjects. And yes, it seems the only paper that i was able to answer with confidence was my Chemistry paper. I have high hopes on what i would achieve for the paper. Still, not failing would be good enough. *SMILEY*

I posted a video on youtube last week, after my near one-year hiatus from uploading any new productions. It was just a video of our take on the All Time Low song, Remembering Sunday. Only Onet and me are to be seen in the video, as it was done for no purpose. Just a documentation of us playing around, and having fun; which would explain me turning to the screen every few seconds for lyrics.

Oh, and im starting to get active on Twitter, so,
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Of march and music.

"I mean yes, we're drowning. But the music, is exquisite." As instantly as i drool each time i see Fouziah Gous' gorgeous looks on TV, i smiled as this extraordinarily short poetic substance made it's first visit into my hormonal subconscious. This short quote now dubbed my favorite poem originates from a page on facebook introduced to me by Zafi. Dubbed as paper blackout poems, these random sayings, idioms, quotes, creative literature are born by blacking out entire pages on newspapers, but leaving out only several random words for view. Some make no sense whatsoever, and some strain your brain like trigonometry. Yet this particular poem managed to pick my mind, as it intertwines with one principal that i enjoy, yet am unable to practice. Which is to look through problems and events in life, yet take everything lightly in order to appreciate the smaller nic-nac's, or rather, to stop and smell the roses.