Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Sitting on my chair, staring at my computer,
Checking out a map, looking for a detour.
The fan's blowing at my wet hair, I'm reading a magazine,
Oh dear, look at the time, it's already half past seventeen.
Sprint to the washing machine 5 feet away,
falling down while cursing my dismay.
Getting up i see a mirror,
Falling again, down a sewer.
In complete darkness i try to find my way,
Only feeling slimy algae.
Tiny light at the end of the tunnel,
Take me into your safety bubble.
What's this feeling on the back of my neck?
Crap! I think my back just snapped!
Crawling along the slimy floor,
I look up and see a door.
Cut into the wood it says,
'You will never find your way'.
Downhearted and crushed, i turn away,
Hoping for a better day.
Light pours into the sewer,
revealing many more hidden riddles.
Door to door my eyes scan,
Looking for a positive man.
One door catches my eye,
But a second later it passes me by.
Puzzled and baffled, i try to stand,
only to fall down in a pile of sand.
Waves crash on the sandy shore,
Sigh, this is really such a bore.
No more drinks for me tonight,
For the moon doesn't shine to bright.
Switch the computer on,
As i take out my freshly steamed corn.
Take a bite,
And start a fight.
By now you are probably wondering,
'What is has this guy been pondering?'
Well, i only have one thing to put your mind at bay,
This is the life i live, day by day.
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Monday, January 26, 2009
Can i accept the fact that i can't have everything the world has to offer?
Can i accept the fact that i can't be who everyone else is?
Can i accept the fact that my life is not perfect?
Can i accept the fact that i can't have the nicest house?
Can i accept the fact that i can't eat the most luxurious of foods?
Can i accept the fact that i may not be the best looking guy amongst my peers?
Can i accept the fact that i may not live the most perfect life of all time?
The answers to all of the above? It depends. On me.
Labels: It's a short post. Live with it.
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Sunday, January 25, 2009
You have the perfect smile. You have the perfect eyes. You have the perfect laugh. You have the perfect hair. You have the perfect skin. Who are you?
You are the most tender being on Earth, no wait, the Universe. You have the body of an Angel. Who are you?
You speak as gentle as a feather is landing on a lily pad, creating soft ripples that extend to the far ends on the oceans. Who are you?
You look at me with eyes that make my cold, steel heart change into a warm and living organ of life. Your very voice makes my senses tingle with excitement. Who are you?
You brighten my day by being around me. You talk to me when I am troubled, even though I show no signs of being disturbed. You read me like an open book as easily as a person opening a door with recently greased hinges. Who are you?
You baffle my mind with the things you do. You confuse me with the things that you don't. Who are you?
You make me think of things that were impossible in the past. You make me do things i would never do in the past. You make me think of my past and help me forget. You give me reason to live. Who are you?
You exist in only one form, but you hide yourself from me. You persistently run away, attempting to avoid my grasps. However, subconsciously, you want me, you need me. Who are you?
You look at me and say things that mean more to me than other words anyone else says. You make me see things previously hidden. Who are you?
You give me support. You give me life. You give me your all. You give me your soul. I give you my heart. I give you my mind. I give you my very being. I give you my everything.
You give me all that you have, and i give you all that i have. But, who are you?Labels: I need to know you.
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Sunday, January 4, 2009
So yeah, my last blog post was 5 days ago, I've been really busy with school and stuff... Triple science's a bitch sometimes. Alrighty, time to get down to business. Sec 1 orientation camp was fun. Main highlight of the camp was the campfire. It really got everyone high and excited with shouts and cheers going everywhere. The fire was lit by Mr Marcel Lee, but in a less flashy manner than i expected. He just took a stick that was lit at the end and threw it into the center of the pit. I remember my last campfire being lit by metal-flaming 'flying foxes' that slid into the pit from the 3rd floor. That was awesome. So anyway, i shall now pen (or in this case, type) out what happened on the 2 days of camp.
Day 1Woke up at 5.30am to get ready for school. Met Samuel downstairs at 6.30am. Went to school and found quite a few people outside the SLC room like Jean , Theo, SamJt and others i can't remember. haha. I took 1E2 along with (in my opinion) THE GREATEST PEOPLE EVER!!! They're Agartesh, Zeon and JiaHao but took one half of the class with Zeon. Hmm.... Zeon. Nice name. Nicer guy.
Volunteered to hold up signs that had the class printed on it and stand in the hall to let the sec 1s get into their classes when they came into the hall with all their bags and barang-barangs. There were a few sec 1s who brought luggages. Like those trolley bag luggages. Haha. Stood there for about half an hour or so, only being allowed to sit when the teacher instructed us to do so. One characteristic i observed about the sec 1s this year. They are very small. Compared to previous generations of sec 1s and they are really really quiet. Ok yeah, back to the topic. So we split them up into their respective groups and brought them down for ice-breakers, flag making, group name making, and cheer making. Spent the bulk of the time given on ice-breakers though.
Next thing i knew~~ you know what? I just decided not to blog about the camp. Maybe cos i'm too lazy, or cos i forgot everything. Lawl....
Ok now scratch that, let's get down to some recent news. Met my new class on monday (missed first day cos of sec 1 orientation) and boy do they suck. Ok maybe not all, but they are quite quiet... But i guess this is all for the better. I remember wishing my class would shut up in secondary 1, but now i wish they would have more of a soul than a rock.
Am currently missing my old friends. Miss their crazy antics. I miss Pun for his randomness. I miss Ow for his constant sleeping in class and getting his bag taken away. I miss Bryan for his stoning. So even if you didnt play a significant part in class, or even if you were an asshole, I MISS YOU ALL.
So yeah, school's weighing me down. Killing my sleep. But i guess it'll take some getting used to. And besides, its just the beginning of the year. It
should get better. Sigh... triple science isnt something to mess around with. And nerds too. They can make you feel like taking a shit in their mouths. But i guess that's just me exaggerating.
Oh, and i'm the bio rep and pe rep/sports leader for my class. I didnt choose the sports leader thing. Mr Goh just called my name out and there you go, pe rep for 3E1. Now i gotta get my books that i couldnt get cos they were out of stock.... and the green ring files for my class.
Somehow or rather, i feel like i have deproved during the holidays. It seems that i'm actually struggling to keep up with my studies. This shouldnt be the case, but it certainly feels like it...
Alright, i gota go. Got some chinese to do, a little maths to solve. I'll blog again when i have the time....
if i even get it....
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Thursday, January 1, 2009
I guess it's a little late, but it's still the 1st of jan so..... HAPPY NEW YEARS TO ALLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!! Ok, back to the day. Left home yesterday evening at 7pm for new years party/countdown at club. I actually expected more people to attend the party cos there were much much more people last year... But we still had fun though. Playing hide-and-seek in pitch blackness is fun, especially with light sticks and flashlights, Taboo is one helluva game to be reckoned with, telling ghost stories at 12 am is kewl, having numerous bottles of drinks is awesome, and the attempt to watch a movie turned out horrible.
A little take-home pointers on how to not screw up a party
- Always make sure you have items to clean up after the party of in case of a mishap
- Plan the activities beforehand to avoid confusion and last minute plans
- Get utenstils (VERY IMPT!!!)
Ok, so that was a rough summary of what happened between 7pm on 31st of Dec 2008 to 1.30am on the 1st of Jan 2009. Moving on to when the sun rose, i was woken up by my phone alarm at 8am, but i inevitably fell asleep again and woke up again only at 11.30am. It was then that i realised that i had arranged to meet my friends at 12pm. So i panicked my ass off my bed and sms-ed/called my friends. Turns out they were ALL still at home. So we decided to meet at 1.45pm at Plaza Singapura instead to cath YES MAN. Great show, Great laughs, Great way to kill time.
Met Marco, Ian and Theo at the Mrt station and Marco gave me a hug, wishing me happy new year. To some people it may seem very inappropriate for a guy to hug another guy. But i felt that it was one of the warmest gesture that i have received. It was the only hug i got (other than my mom's) that actually had a warm glow of love around it and it meant alot to me. Thanks marc :)
We got our tickets for the 2.05pm show at 2pm and Ian and i got a drink each. Marco wanted popcorn but we already left the queue so...yeah. Although we got crappy seats, the show was good enough to override the crappy-ness.
The show ended at around 4pm and everyone was hungry, so we decided to hit Carls jr for a meal. I got the Guacamole burger, Marco and Theo got the Superstar and Ian didn't eat anything apart from the few fries he took from Marco. After lunch/dinner we went down to the mrt to go home. Missed a train just for fun. Boarded the second train and marco, ian and i left theo when we got off at potong pasir to slack. Bought bubble tea at some shop with an uber weird shop keeper.. Kept barking for nothing, if i didn't know any better, i'd say he was on drugs.
So anyways, we headed to the spiderweb thingy next to the Potong Pasir CC to slack around whilst sucking bubble tea. There was this group of china peoples there. 2 kids and one female adult(prolly their mom). The kids were playing badminton and the mother was just sitting there. Then when ian made one comment (oi boy!), the kid just kept spewing vulgarites (although he is no match for ian) whenever the shuttlecock landed near us. It was a little insulting and piss-ifying but it was mostly hilarious. We laughed at his futile attempts to insult us and piss us off. Whutanoob... But what was funny-er was Ian's conversation on the phone. There is no other person in the world that can hold a conversation like Ian...
By then it was late, so we decided it was time to go. Ian got a pack of redbull(6 cans) on the way and got some really old 5 dollar note as change. Then Ian told us that he was really late and ran off without us. So Marco and i walked to the bus stop where his bus came almost immediately and i was left alone to wait for the bus.
Reached home at around 6pm and took a shower and here i am blogging the rest of the night away. Have to wake up early tomorrow cos am involved in sec 1 orientation. LONG PANTS BABEH!!! Ok, gotta pack now. i'll blog about the camp when i can!
why..why...why..
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