Shifted house. Catch on

Okay, so i have finally moved.

www.b4benster.tumblr.com


It's so much easier there.

Taking fire, need assistance!

Can someone actually help me create a tumblr page? haha.

Shorty doesn't need a car

i like to sing out loud when i'm driving, alone of course. It helps to stay awake. There are times where I actually groove to the beats sub-consciously. And so we thought, long gone are the days of dancing. HAHA.

I'm thinking of moving to tumblr. It seems aesthetically appealing and really friendly!

Will work on that when i have time.


Till then. Good night.

Haley Scott

The rest of your life is a long time and whether you know it or not it's being shaped right now. You can choose to blame your circumstances on fate or bad luck or bad choices or you can fight back. Things aren't always going to be fair in the real world, that's just the way it is but for the most part you get what you give. Let me ask you all a question. What's worse: not getting everything you wished for or getting it but finding out it's not enough? Life, or the remains, is being shaped right now with the dreams you chase, the choices you make and the person you decide to be. The rest of your life is a long time and the rest of your life starts right now.

"How I cease my madness within. I can’t explain this complication inside here"

There are so many kinds of madness, so many ways in which the human brain may go wrong; and so often it happens that what we call madness is both reasonable and just. It is so. Yes. A little reason is good for us, a little more makes wise men of us. But when our reason over grows and we reach too far, something breaks and we go insane.

I have seen mad people, and I have known some who were quite intelligent, lucid, and even clear-sighted in every concern of life, except on one point. They could speak clearly, readily, profoundly on everything; till their thoughts were caught in the breakers of their delusions and went to pieces from there on.

Like The Joker from Batman said, Madness, as you know, is like gravity, all you take is a little push. There's a fine line between Madness and Genius.

Instant kill.

It sucks to hold a secret that you can’t breathe a word about, not because you’re forbidden to, but because the weight of your own tongue and the heaviness of your own heart keep you in bondage. I've probably blogged this before and i am doing so again, not because of dejavu, but the real harsh reality of life, and the bed of "roses" it so call brings.

You are probably wondering with much anxiety how the gig that i did not breathe a word about was. Well, to spare you the agony of having to seek me out to ask, Hope for Monday's performance at home club was really good. The feeling of being on stage after a long while is satisfying yet at the same time, surreal. I could go on about how i felt and how great our set of songs were but i shallnt. For various reasons, i hope you understand.

Pictures from the Home Club gig! Yeah I know its late, but better late than never. Home Club was a great experience, even though we had to deal with "technical problems" that I will not go into.

I just realised you can’t really see me in those pictures since there's some object (the speakers) that are apparently taller than me

Not sure which song this one was taken, in the midst of some blazing solo maybe and marcus who is blocked, probably smashing to the beat?

Thanks marika for coming down. Really appreciate it. You look lovely by the way (:

George the man!

Thanks nicole for the flowers. They are really awesome. Never really seen blue roses before! Love them! And by the way, they are still alive!

Just uploaded this cause i look really good here. Sweaty, but nonetheless, good. Haha.

Alright, the other pictures are on facebook. And it's a pity i do not have all the pictures taken with the different people that came if not i would have personalise a thank you shoutout which i kinda already did either through sms or msn.

Anyway, just wanna say a huge thank you for everyone who came down to show their support. It means a huge deal to us and especially for all those who paid, thanks so much. I know i don't really have rich friends, so yes, i really appreciate it.

And for the others with the conspicuous wristband marking you as underaged to drink, thanks for abiding with the law and of course for coming down!

And the flowers - jaz, nicole and vic, i love the plantation you gave. It's still surviving somewhere on my desk! Thanks so much.


With that, all glory to God.


On a random note, if any girl sing the song "you are so beautiful" while playing the guitar, i'll be so attracted. Instant kill, as the lan addicts would say.

Oh tragedy, or what it seems to be.

I'm blogging because people actually still read my blog.

This week has been disgustingly bad, to say the least and i wouldn't elaborate as it would probably bore you. I have made some serious decisions which i was really hoping i did not have to - and because of that, i now suffer from sleepless nights with possible future consequences replaying in my head. It's a matter of passion, pride and starting all over again. Not to worry if you are wondering what is going on - it's nothing sinful or immoral, i promise.

If you are still worrying, here's what will help. Jesus would do likewise.

Okay, shalln't go indepth into it.


Badminton was embarassing today. Lost to a skinny yet muscular (if that is even possible) girl. Maybe it's because im lazy to run here and there or the lack of physical strength as compared to my opponent.

Going to make exercising a priority now with army knocking on my door already. Crossing my fingers for PEST C.