Not American Music Awards ah..Ask me anythingggggg! 😄I thought this was a good bandwagon to jump on, as Dayre’s days could be numbered, and no better time than now for me to have some interaction with the lovely people who read my ramblings.(I do have a huge workshop to prepare for, so i MIGHT end up only answering these on Friday, but do comment below with any of your questions, big or small!)
Don’t you just hate dreams in which you run as fast as your legs can take you, and soar through the air, but whoever’s chasing you manages to catch up everytime?It’s so very tiring.This time I was some uncle running away from army soldiers, and then dogs, and then bounding away into forests and scaling walls.Gave up sleeping and finally woke up, pretty relieved when my eyes eventually flashed open after the incessant chasing. ——————
Wow.It’s a flurry of emotions.Firstly, I was shocked when I read the news on @doubleoxm’s Instagram Story. And then, I came to Dayre and saw the outpouring of posts from fellow Dayre-rs and it’s slowly starting to hit me.Why does this feel like a funeral. 😯We humans really can attach emotions on anything, living or not.The last non-living thing which I felt emotional about leaving, was JY’s old Mini Cooper. Choked back tears when walking away from it the last time.
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