(not) your cup of coffee

I've been pretty busy pretty busy lately. School and stuffs. Thankfully, we have 3 days off. To cut it short, I a too lazy for a loooooooong full-of-words-and-craps kind-of entry so here, feast your eyes. Till then, this is Grey, signing off.

(I know I post too much but who cares..)  Here I would like to share with you a favourite playlist of mine that hopefully will help you get through the day, especially when time gets quite rough and it's just you and your iPod... Tokyo // Imagine Dragon Mardy Bum, A Certain Romance // Arctic Monkeys Be OK // Ingrid Michaelson Fix You // Coldplay Dwihati// Aizat ft Yuna I'll Be Yours // Those Dancing Days Something Good Can Work, Next Year, Undercover Martyn // Two Door Cinema Club Landfill // Daughter Chocolate // The 1975 The Big Bang // Rock Mafia Cold Coffee // Ed Sheeran Intoxicated // The Cab Thank You // MKTO Play All The Wrong Places // Example Diet Mountain Dew // Lana Del Rey Team, White Teeth Teen // Lorde Best Friend, Houdini, Life on the Nickel, Coming of Age // Foster The People Little Talks, Silhouette // Of Monsters and Men

..not so. When I first signed up for this, I  wasn't  expecting for soft cotton candies, cute kitties with fur as fluffy as the soft cotton candies or everything else in between. I knew 2013 was going to be a tough year. and it happened. It was not about the enjoyable rides to becoming a decent soon-to-be grown-up, it revolved around the struggle of trying to find my true self, too. I later figured out that it  wasn't  what you were fond of described you best,  it was what you loathed the most. I learned that nothing lasted forever, too, no matter how much you wished it would. I met new people and had been left by some old ones as well. Of course, I was taken aback by the latter back then but little did I know that you had to actually lose something you had for something better. Funny how men had created the word 'forever', fearing their own uncertainty of last-ness, because by the time you'd muttered out the last syllable, it ceased to be something that was

I've always pictured my thoughts as prisoners kept in a dungeon prison, and it's time for a prison break now. And you see, just like any other prisoners in this world, we have the vicious and notorious criminals, waiting for a vengeance; the regretful, the ones who've chosen to walk the wrong path and now hoping for the new start and last but not least, the betrayed innocents. I'm Grey B, an Aquarius, ailurophile and a fan of Bart Simpson, Arsenal, Adventure Time and good music. I've chosen Grey B as a pseudonym bcs a) the world seems to be divided into two; the good and the bad, the wrong and the right, the black and the white . I've opted for grey instead . b) Grey B bcs I need a last name instead of Just Grey and Greyback The Werewolf pops into my head. Hence, Grey B. For starter, let's be an every-man, keeping the least of my personal details to myself. Fair warning, I might bore the hell out of you for I am not good with words.