Brothers On A Hotel Bus...

I came back from 4 long days of camp in which I played for the church band during praise and worship and I even managed to play for SavingSomeone on Friday evening at Cineleisure.We had lots of improvements to be made and we shall get down on them the next time we're jamming.I missed the trip to Pulau Ubin and that means that I still haven't landed my feet on that damn island.I was so shagged I slept like a log until night time after a nice hot bath during a cold day.The moment I woke up,I was greeted by the awesome news by my brother that my computer died.It crashed and thus I have no access to internet through my desktop,woohoo.That's just great,there goes my chance to catch up on whatever I missed out over the past few days.

Since it's past midnight,yesterday I had a pretty decent day.Lauralisa came over to watch Paramore's The Final Riot which is awesome as always and we played Sims for a bit before she had to leave for her friend's chalet.Oh we played with my new toy,a spy pen which can only be read under ultraviolet light,super cool for a cheap price.I shall go write more hidden messages to her.Met Ryan,Clement and Luqman at Siglap's Starbucks so that I can use the wireless and they also came over to my place to play Xbox.Somehow we ended up deciding to go over to Ryan's place and here I am now using the free wireless at the comfort of his home which feels really comfortable and homely.I'm staying over for the night here with Clement partly because I'm dying to access the internet and since both Ryan's parents and my mom's not around,I guess I can afford to stay here without any complaints.I shall go off to bed now though we're watching My Chemical Romance on dvd and the surround system is freaking insane that I don't feel like sleeping.Filming tomorrow or rather later,gosh.


Like brothers on a hotel bus...


You may tire of me
As our December sun is setting
Cause I'm not who I used to be

No longer easy on the eyes
But these wrinkles masterfully disguise
The youthful boy below

Who turned your way and saw
Something he was not looking for
Both a beginning and an end

But now he lives inside
Someone he does not recognise
When he catches his reflection on accident

On the back of a motor bike
With your arms outstretched trying to take flight
Leaving everything behind

But even at our swiftest speed
We couldn't break from the concrete
In the city where we still reside

And I have learned
That even landlocked lovers yearn
For the sea-light navy men

Cause now we say goodnight
From our own separate sides
Like brothers on a hotel bed

Like brothers on a hotel bed
Like brothers on a hotel bed
Like brothers on a hotel bed

You may tire of me
As our December sun is setting
Cause I'm not who I used to be...


Brothers On A Hotel Bus by Death Cab For Cutie.