i've moved.
http://romantic-stalactite.blogspot.com
buhbye old blog.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Monday, September 28, 2009
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
somehow i just can't bring myself to care.
not here. not now.
I don't know why, nor do i know how.
I guess i'm just this kind of person after all.
I don't know why, nor do i know how.
I guess i'm just this kind of person after all.
somehow i just can't bring myself to care.
not here. not now.
I don't know why, nor do i know how.
I guess i'm just this kind of person after all.
I don't know why, nor do i know how.
I guess i'm just this kind of person after all.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Monday, September 14, 2009
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Last Chance.
Dawn was breaking.
As I observed the familiar surroundings that I would never see again, a sour sense of loss rose into my throat.
I thought I had long since come to terms with the fact that I would never return here, to this school as a student again. Still, I remember the tearful farewells of the day before – embraces shared with close friends and polite handshakes with others. I lowered my head and sat down on the spot that I had been standing on, hugging my knees and playing with my overgrown hair.
The school grounds were silent. It was unsettling how the gates of the school were open at such an early hour, but I had disregarded this and strolled about, wondering why I didn’t see her the day before.
A thought rose into my consciousness as I unwittingly withdrew a single strand of silvery hair from my head.
_______ and her long, flowing hair-
I stood up and dusted my legs. I had to see her, no matter what. She was what made my world go round all these years. I spun on the spot and walked briskly, resolutely. This was my last chance to see her, talk to her, and to tell her that I-
_______ and her soft brown eyes-
I just could not let this opportunity slip by. I simply could not afford to. I would leave for Australia the next day, and I may never see her again after that, never-
_______ and her radiant smile-
I broke into a run. I would never let this last chance go.
The nearby park is a favourite haunt of lovers, especially when dusk sets in. Now, sunlight filtered through the canopy of leaves above me as I slowed into a trot. I remember the Saturday mornings we met ever so often – I would be jogging on the concrete track and she would be under a tree when I passed by. It was her favourite spot. Every time I passed by her, I would stop, sit down beside her and go hey. She would give a start and tell me off for scaring her out of her wits. I would laugh it off and chat randomly with her. Every precious moment spent with her was a gem.
I stopped when I passed by the same tree that she would be under each Saturday. She was not seated this time; she was standing, leaning on that same old tree. Careful not to show my emotions, I walked up to her and called softly, “Hey.”
Startled, she turned around to face me. It was clear she had been crying: her face was streaked with dried tears and her eyes were red and puffy. She must have had a sleepless night too. Even with her puffy eyes and dark rings under them, _______ was still beautiful as ever.
She seemed lost for words, and there was something more than shock displayed on her face. I suddenly realised that this was the first time that we had been so close to each other. Being shy, we did not venture into anything too intimate; we simply took advantage of any freedom we had, and with sheer luck, spent time together.
_______ was the first to break the silence between us.
“I couldn’t think of what to give you as a farewell gift,” she said.
“You didn’t have to get me anything.”
She ignored this. Instead, she looked up at the sky. Above us, it was suddenly dark. Grey, calumnious clouds were forming in the heavens. We were alone now, it seemed.
Out of the blue, a strong gust of wind shook the trees so that leaves flew from their stems and onto the ground. As the wind howled, _______let out a small shriek. Instinctively I put my arms around her; it was as if my body wanted to protect her from anything. Concerned, I turned to her.
We were almost nose to nose.
Still, we leaned slowly towards each other, as if we were not close enough already.
However, before our lips met, I seemed to remember that people would disapprove of what we were doing. Moral expectations of society simply extinguished my desire to get as close to her as possible. I pulled away. “Sorry,” I said, my mind swimming. Her cheeks were pink.
“Well, I…thought I should say goodbye first, and so…” I shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot, not knowing what to say.
“Um, so…I guess this is goodbye.” I finished lamely.
I turned, feeling somewhat crestfallen about how this has turned out. It was not supposed to be like this, this was not the way it was supposed to happen. I lowered my head.
“Wait!” she cried. “Don’t go…”
I turned back, stunned. _______ has never said that, never; all those times I waved cheerily when I needed to leave, she would simply allow a small smile and a smaller wave in return; a smile that would be sufficient to light up the whole world again, should everything melt into darkness. Yet…
“Don’t go,” she repeated. “Please…I don’t want you to go.”
All around us, rain had begun to fall. Soaked to the skin, I stood dumbfounded, looking every bit of the idiot that everyone made me out to be; that is, everyone but _______. She moved closer towards me.
After what seemed forever, I found my tongue. “But…why?” I said.
“Because…” she hesitated, then went on. “Because I love you.”
There was a very pregnant pause. Thunder rumbled in the distance.
“I…I love you too,” I admitted softly. “I’ve loved you ever since the first time we sat under this tree and talked about our lives.”
“That’s the silver lining I’ve been looking for,” she whispered; she moved up the last half inch so that our lips could touch, and then she was kissing me fiercely, and I was kissing back; everything is insignificant now, _______was the only real thing in the world. It was more than warm and pleasant; it was explosive; it was blissful oblivion. She held me close to her, her smooth hand caressing my cheek and my fingers running through her sweet-smelling hair. That kiss; hard but soft; fiery but cool- a warm sensation rose in my stomach; that of love and the burning desire to stay like this forever: locked in a tight embrace with her, our lips in contact with each other, touching softly. Lovingly. This was my last chance to say goodbye to her, and yet this is the last chance to prove my love, our love; so strong, so deep, yet so sad to never want to let go.
All this while, the rain pounded upon us; and still, I did not feel cold or wet; for I was basking in her warmth, totally absorbed, totally focused on her.
It seemed an eternity before we broke apart.
“You have to go, don’t you?” she whispered, looking anxious, and yet, sad. When I did not answer, she persisted: “Don’t you?”
Lost for words once more, I gave an affirmative nod.
“Then promise me something…”
Curious, I looked at her questioningly.
“Promise me…that we’ll see each other again.”
“I…I promise,” I said, in spite of myself.
The rain has become a light drizzle; the sun showed itself once again, peeking from behind the clouds.
“Look, a rainbow,” said _______ pointedly. I turned to look. Sure enough, a long colourful ribbon stretched across the horizon.
She took my hand in hers and rested her head on my shoulder, despite my shirt being dripping wet. “Can we go out in it, for the first and last time?”
“Sure, if you like.” I said. I was suffused with some sort of bittersweet joy; I had succeeded in making sure that I gave the love of my life a final goodbye, but our relationship would be so short and fleeting. How cruel life is, in my last chance in doing something of such importance.
I had won, but I had lost.
I'm grown up now.
Just to revive my blog, this one.
Bye.
As I observed the familiar surroundings that I would never see again, a sour sense of loss rose into my throat.
I thought I had long since come to terms with the fact that I would never return here, to this school as a student again. Still, I remember the tearful farewells of the day before – embraces shared with close friends and polite handshakes with others. I lowered my head and sat down on the spot that I had been standing on, hugging my knees and playing with my overgrown hair.
The school grounds were silent. It was unsettling how the gates of the school were open at such an early hour, but I had disregarded this and strolled about, wondering why I didn’t see her the day before.
A thought rose into my consciousness as I unwittingly withdrew a single strand of silvery hair from my head.
_______ and her long, flowing hair-
I stood up and dusted my legs. I had to see her, no matter what. She was what made my world go round all these years. I spun on the spot and walked briskly, resolutely. This was my last chance to see her, talk to her, and to tell her that I-
_______ and her soft brown eyes-
I just could not let this opportunity slip by. I simply could not afford to. I would leave for Australia the next day, and I may never see her again after that, never-
_______ and her radiant smile-
I broke into a run. I would never let this last chance go.
The nearby park is a favourite haunt of lovers, especially when dusk sets in. Now, sunlight filtered through the canopy of leaves above me as I slowed into a trot. I remember the Saturday mornings we met ever so often – I would be jogging on the concrete track and she would be under a tree when I passed by. It was her favourite spot. Every time I passed by her, I would stop, sit down beside her and go hey. She would give a start and tell me off for scaring her out of her wits. I would laugh it off and chat randomly with her. Every precious moment spent with her was a gem.
I stopped when I passed by the same tree that she would be under each Saturday. She was not seated this time; she was standing, leaning on that same old tree. Careful not to show my emotions, I walked up to her and called softly, “Hey.”
Startled, she turned around to face me. It was clear she had been crying: her face was streaked with dried tears and her eyes were red and puffy. She must have had a sleepless night too. Even with her puffy eyes and dark rings under them, _______ was still beautiful as ever.
She seemed lost for words, and there was something more than shock displayed on her face. I suddenly realised that this was the first time that we had been so close to each other. Being shy, we did not venture into anything too intimate; we simply took advantage of any freedom we had, and with sheer luck, spent time together.
_______ was the first to break the silence between us.
“I couldn’t think of what to give you as a farewell gift,” she said.
“You didn’t have to get me anything.”
She ignored this. Instead, she looked up at the sky. Above us, it was suddenly dark. Grey, calumnious clouds were forming in the heavens. We were alone now, it seemed.
Out of the blue, a strong gust of wind shook the trees so that leaves flew from their stems and onto the ground. As the wind howled, _______let out a small shriek. Instinctively I put my arms around her; it was as if my body wanted to protect her from anything. Concerned, I turned to her.
We were almost nose to nose.
Still, we leaned slowly towards each other, as if we were not close enough already.
However, before our lips met, I seemed to remember that people would disapprove of what we were doing. Moral expectations of society simply extinguished my desire to get as close to her as possible. I pulled away. “Sorry,” I said, my mind swimming. Her cheeks were pink.
“Well, I…thought I should say goodbye first, and so…” I shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot, not knowing what to say.
“Um, so…I guess this is goodbye.” I finished lamely.
I turned, feeling somewhat crestfallen about how this has turned out. It was not supposed to be like this, this was not the way it was supposed to happen. I lowered my head.
“Wait!” she cried. “Don’t go…”
I turned back, stunned. _______ has never said that, never; all those times I waved cheerily when I needed to leave, she would simply allow a small smile and a smaller wave in return; a smile that would be sufficient to light up the whole world again, should everything melt into darkness. Yet…
“Don’t go,” she repeated. “Please…I don’t want you to go.”
All around us, rain had begun to fall. Soaked to the skin, I stood dumbfounded, looking every bit of the idiot that everyone made me out to be; that is, everyone but _______. She moved closer towards me.
After what seemed forever, I found my tongue. “But…why?” I said.
“Because…” she hesitated, then went on. “Because I love you.”
There was a very pregnant pause. Thunder rumbled in the distance.
“I…I love you too,” I admitted softly. “I’ve loved you ever since the first time we sat under this tree and talked about our lives.”
“That’s the silver lining I’ve been looking for,” she whispered; she moved up the last half inch so that our lips could touch, and then she was kissing me fiercely, and I was kissing back; everything is insignificant now, _______was the only real thing in the world. It was more than warm and pleasant; it was explosive; it was blissful oblivion. She held me close to her, her smooth hand caressing my cheek and my fingers running through her sweet-smelling hair. That kiss; hard but soft; fiery but cool- a warm sensation rose in my stomach; that of love and the burning desire to stay like this forever: locked in a tight embrace with her, our lips in contact with each other, touching softly. Lovingly. This was my last chance to say goodbye to her, and yet this is the last chance to prove my love, our love; so strong, so deep, yet so sad to never want to let go.
All this while, the rain pounded upon us; and still, I did not feel cold or wet; for I was basking in her warmth, totally absorbed, totally focused on her.
It seemed an eternity before we broke apart.
“You have to go, don’t you?” she whispered, looking anxious, and yet, sad. When I did not answer, she persisted: “Don’t you?”
Lost for words once more, I gave an affirmative nod.
“Then promise me something…”
Curious, I looked at her questioningly.
“Promise me…that we’ll see each other again.”
“I…I promise,” I said, in spite of myself.
The rain has become a light drizzle; the sun showed itself once again, peeking from behind the clouds.
“Look, a rainbow,” said _______ pointedly. I turned to look. Sure enough, a long colourful ribbon stretched across the horizon.
She took my hand in hers and rested her head on my shoulder, despite my shirt being dripping wet. “Can we go out in it, for the first and last time?”
“Sure, if you like.” I said. I was suffused with some sort of bittersweet joy; I had succeeded in making sure that I gave the love of my life a final goodbye, but our relationship would be so short and fleeting. How cruel life is, in my last chance in doing something of such importance.
I had won, but I had lost.
I'm grown up now.
Just to revive my blog, this one.
Bye.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
You know, sometimes it's just hard to relax.
It seems that I'm forever worrying my head off.
But with assurance I tell myself: It's tightly screwed on.
Maybe some day I will.
2 days to O-Level Oral! :(
But with assurance I tell myself: It's tightly screwed on.
Maybe some day I will.
2 days to O-Level Oral! :(
Monday, July 6, 2009
Dear Diary,
Should I even be writing this?,
Because I don't even know what I really want now;
Everything suddenly becomes so pointless,
even LIVING by itself seems meaningless, let alone LOVING.
I thought I knew what I wanted.
The idea, the concept, the notion of life, the path of it, ALL of it
seemed to stare at me with almost mocking lucidity.
nothing seems to work, nothing;
People tell me that screwing up real badly is a part of life;
and I think, "Yup, and that sucks."
But I think differently now.
Screwing up badly IS life;
and that sucks. Big time.
Well, people still got to think positively,
all for something is better that all for nothing.
I think what I need now is a hug;
-not those kind of happy-happy hugs when some huge feat you've accomplished is worth celebrating;
-not those kind of just-for-fun overbearing suffocating bone-crushing hugs, the kind that Lok Lam gives (not that he broke any of my bones);
It's the comforting, consoling type of hug, the warm, kind and understanding one that really signifies that the other truly knows what you're going through, those emotional throes, woes and what-nots.
Don't ask me about that Binomial Theorem test, it makes me feel worse. Something that can go under the category of All For Nothing.
stupid x^10.
Because I don't even know what I really want now;
Everything suddenly becomes so pointless,
even LIVING by itself seems meaningless, let alone LOVING.
I thought I knew what I wanted.
The idea, the concept, the notion of life, the path of it, ALL of it
seemed to stare at me with almost mocking lucidity.
nothing seems to work, nothing;
People tell me that screwing up real badly is a part of life;
and I think, "Yup, and that sucks."
But I think differently now.
Screwing up badly IS life;
and that sucks. Big time.
Well, people still got to think positively,
all for something is better that all for nothing.
I think what I need now is a hug;
-not those kind of happy-happy hugs when some huge feat you've accomplished is worth celebrating;
-not those kind of just-for-fun overbearing suffocating bone-crushing hugs, the kind that Lok Lam gives (not that he broke any of my bones);
It's the comforting, consoling type of hug, the warm, kind and understanding one that really signifies that the other truly knows what you're going through, those emotional throes, woes and what-nots.
Don't ask me about that Binomial Theorem test, it makes me feel worse. Something that can go under the category of All For Nothing.
stupid x^10.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
(From http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx)
Your view on yourself:
You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:
You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.Your readiness to commit to a relationship:
You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.The seriousness of your love:
Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.Your views on education
You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.The right job for you:
You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.How do you view success:
You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.What are you most afraid of:
You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.Who is your true self:
You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.Thursday, June 25, 2009
I hate Nafizath.
I mean, seriously.
I know that "hate" might be too strong a word to use, but...
Look at what she did to my life.
By calling up my parents,
she worsened my relationship with them.
which is already bad enough.
And she as good as ruined the very last June Holiday I'm ever going to get.
And see. It's coming to a close.
Dear Ms/Mdm/Mrs/WHATEVER! Nafizath,
Time really flies.
Thank you for the homework.
See you in school next term.
And yes, I'm going to hate you from now on.
I know that "hate" might be too strong a word to use, but...
Look at what she did to my life.
By calling up my parents,
she worsened my relationship with them.
which is already bad enough.
And she as good as ruined the very last June Holiday I'm ever going to get.
And see. It's coming to a close.
Dear Ms/Mdm/Mrs/WHATEVER! Nafizath,
Time really flies.
Thank you for the homework.
See you in school next term.
And yes, I'm going to hate you from now on.
Monday, June 22, 2009
And now I've found something I don't like.
Schools to re-open as scheduled despite H1N1 situation
By S Ramesh, Channel NewsAsia | Posted: 22 June 2009 1823 hrs
SINGAPORE: Health Minister Khaw Boon Wan has said schools will re-open and the Asian Youth Games and National Day celebrations will carry on.
But recently-returned students who have travelled to affected countries will stay at home for one week before joining their classmates when schools re-open on Monday.
The Ministry of Education (MOE) will provide more details soon, added Mr Khaw.
The health minister was speaking at a news conference on Monday to give an update on the latest developments on the Influenza A(H1N1)situation.
Mr Khaw said that overall, life must continue as normally as possible with targeted control measures.
One of them would be to close a school when a significant cluster is found so as to break the transmission or to isolate a competing team from other athletes as was done with the Filipino and the Hong Kong football players.
Mr Khaw also revealed that the scientific committee, chaired by the Director of Medical Services, is effectively evaluating the characteristics and the genome of the virus.
The committee has determined that the H1N1 virus in Singapore remains identical with that in North America.
Hence, the consensus view was that the virus remains moderate-risk and Singaporeans need not panic over the development that there is now community spread in the country.
Mr Khaw is confident that almost all infected cases will be able to recover fully and that Tamiflu and Relenza remain effective against the disease.
He, however, added: "But I thought I should explain that moderate risk does not mean no death. Just like the seasonal flu, there will be some deaths. That's why we need to target the high-risk patients, especially those with underlying medical conditions and to render the best chance of a full recovery. And that is why we need to allow our hospitals to be able to focus on the high-risk cases and not be distracted or overwhelmed by hundreds of mild cases."
Among those in the high risk include pregnant mothers, people with asthma, those on kidney dialysis or on chemotherapy.
The Health Ministry intends to advise these groups of patients with direct mailers of what they can do to protect themselves.
On its part, the Health Ministry is also gearing up all its polyclinics and a few hundred general practitioners to treat suspected H1N1 cases in Singapore.
Giving details of measures to tackle a wider community spread of the influenza, Mr Khaw explained that these will be called Pandemic Preparedness Clinics or PPCs and they can be recognised by their decal to handle walk-in suspect cases.
These clinics will only refer some categories of high-risk suspect patients to public hospitals.
Mr Khaw said the Health Ministry would publicise to Singaporeans where these clinics are so they know where to seek advice.
He explained: "When the local bio-surveillance data confirms significant community spread and we need to move from containment to full mitigation, we will signal to the public to use these PPCs instead of going to the hospitals if their flu conditions are mild. And this may happen over the next few days."
The Health Minister also revealed that the government would secure adequate supplies of the H1N1 vaccine for the population.
Besides the existing supply contract with the vaccine manufacturer, Mr Khaw said the ministry is also in active negotiations with other vaccine manufacturers. The aim is to diversify the supply of H1N1 vaccines.
Concluding, Mr Khaw said that last week has been eventful in the development of the outbreak in Singapore and the ministry expects this development.
That's because June would be challenging, given the large number of travellers returning from their holidays.
But the seven-week head start in battling the virus has been extremely useful, Mr Khaw said, to allow the government to gear up its system for the community spread phase of the outbreak.
His advice to Singaporeans: just carry on with your lives normally but keep up the high standard of personal hygiene.
- CNA/ir
Dear Mr Khaw,
Sorry, outvoted. By alot.
Even so, you're the one who makes the final decision.
Well we'll just have have to give it to you ):
Then what did channelnewsasia.com put the poll up for.
I wonder if MOE will agree though;
But if this is okay, I guess they'll just give thumb-ups.
To my dear batchmates and fellow students in Singapore, those who want an extension this June Holiday;
-Greatest Consolations.
But you know, sometimes you just don't get your way.
-But I guess we're all used to it already, since things seldom go your way.
-So let's just continue living our melancholic little busy lives in hustle-bustle style;
-After all, we're still one big family.
Let's all help each other out, 'kay?
By S Ramesh, Channel NewsAsia | Posted: 22 June 2009 1823 hrs
SINGAPORE: Health Minister Khaw Boon Wan has said schools will re-open and the Asian Youth Games and National Day celebrations will carry on.
But recently-returned students who have travelled to affected countries will stay at home for one week before joining their classmates when schools re-open on Monday.
The Ministry of Education (MOE) will provide more details soon, added Mr Khaw.
The health minister was speaking at a news conference on Monday to give an update on the latest developments on the Influenza A(H1N1)situation.
Mr Khaw said that overall, life must continue as normally as possible with targeted control measures.
One of them would be to close a school when a significant cluster is found so as to break the transmission or to isolate a competing team from other athletes as was done with the Filipino and the Hong Kong football players.
Mr Khaw also revealed that the scientific committee, chaired by the Director of Medical Services, is effectively evaluating the characteristics and the genome of the virus.
The committee has determined that the H1N1 virus in Singapore remains identical with that in North America.
Hence, the consensus view was that the virus remains moderate-risk and Singaporeans need not panic over the development that there is now community spread in the country.
Mr Khaw is confident that almost all infected cases will be able to recover fully and that Tamiflu and Relenza remain effective against the disease.
He, however, added: "But I thought I should explain that moderate risk does not mean no death. Just like the seasonal flu, there will be some deaths. That's why we need to target the high-risk patients, especially those with underlying medical conditions and to render the best chance of a full recovery. And that is why we need to allow our hospitals to be able to focus on the high-risk cases and not be distracted or overwhelmed by hundreds of mild cases."
Among those in the high risk include pregnant mothers, people with asthma, those on kidney dialysis or on chemotherapy.
The Health Ministry intends to advise these groups of patients with direct mailers of what they can do to protect themselves.
On its part, the Health Ministry is also gearing up all its polyclinics and a few hundred general practitioners to treat suspected H1N1 cases in Singapore.
Giving details of measures to tackle a wider community spread of the influenza, Mr Khaw explained that these will be called Pandemic Preparedness Clinics or PPCs and they can be recognised by their decal to handle walk-in suspect cases.
These clinics will only refer some categories of high-risk suspect patients to public hospitals.
Mr Khaw said the Health Ministry would publicise to Singaporeans where these clinics are so they know where to seek advice.
He explained: "When the local bio-surveillance data confirms significant community spread and we need to move from containment to full mitigation, we will signal to the public to use these PPCs instead of going to the hospitals if their flu conditions are mild. And this may happen over the next few days."
The Health Minister also revealed that the government would secure adequate supplies of the H1N1 vaccine for the population.
Besides the existing supply contract with the vaccine manufacturer, Mr Khaw said the ministry is also in active negotiations with other vaccine manufacturers. The aim is to diversify the supply of H1N1 vaccines.
Concluding, Mr Khaw said that last week has been eventful in the development of the outbreak in Singapore and the ministry expects this development.
That's because June would be challenging, given the large number of travellers returning from their holidays.
But the seven-week head start in battling the virus has been extremely useful, Mr Khaw said, to allow the government to gear up its system for the community spread phase of the outbreak.
His advice to Singaporeans: just carry on with your lives normally but keep up the high standard of personal hygiene.
- CNA/ir
Dear Mr Khaw,
Sorry, outvoted. By alot.
Even so, you're the one who makes the final decision.
Well we'll just have have to give it to you ):
Then what did channelnewsasia.com put the poll up for.
I wonder if MOE will agree though;
But if this is okay, I guess they'll just give thumb-ups.
To my dear batchmates and fellow students in Singapore, those who want an extension this June Holiday;
-Greatest Consolations.
But you know, sometimes you just don't get your way.
-But I guess we're all used to it already, since things seldom go your way.
-So let's just continue living our melancholic little busy lives in hustle-bustle style;
-After all, we're still one big family.
Let's all help each other out, 'kay?
Saturday, June 13, 2009
I had a nightmare.
Then I had a nice dream the following night.
Are you okay;
'cause I'm gonna get it if you aren't
Still, chatted with Titus for awhile today, just for him to suan me and tell me he don't like my face.
Anyway, I didn't get any cheered up trying to play pokemon (emerald).
And yet again I don't feel like studying.
So much for trying to do homework. Bah.
Anyway, Titus make me emo again.
so i think i wan watch naruto fillers to cheer me up.
i'm going to watch naruto le. bb.
Then I had a nice dream the following night.
Are you okay;
'cause I'm gonna get it if you aren't
Still, chatted with Titus for awhile today, just for him to suan me and tell me he don't like my face.
Anyway, I didn't get any cheered up trying to play pokemon (emerald).
And yet again I don't feel like studying.
So much for trying to do homework. Bah.
Anyway, Titus make me emo again.
so i think i wan watch naruto fillers to cheer me up.
i'm going to watch naruto le. bb.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Because...
Disclaimer: I don't own this image, it belongs to the artist (Azuzphere/Jeff Thomas). Obtained from ponandzi.com
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
48th post.
Posting because I can't stand the crap presently in my life.
It's the last, the final June Holiday that I'd ever get, but somehow I don't think I'm enjoying it.
Firstly, you must understand how busy I am:-
-Chemistry.
-10 years series.
-One whole shitload of work to be done, marked and handed in.
-Biology. (done already.)
-One thick worksheet.
-Pure Geography. (I hate this part.)
-Mindmap on Rivers.
-Mindmap on River Management Strategies.
-Mindmap on Coastal Zones.
-Mindmap on Coastal Zone Management Strategies.
-Workbook, 10++ pages.
-[Comparative Analysis] Evaluate Forest Management Strategies within and outside Asia and compare them. (Marking Scheme is given in order to ensure no slacking, and this time it's SOLO WORK.)
-100-mark-assignment on Weather and Climate.
-English Language.
-2 Comprehensions, with summary.
-750-word essay on the notion of evil in Lord Of The Flies.
-Higher Chinese.
-Oral - prepare for O-Level, coming 22/7. Impending doom.
-E/A Mathematics.
-4 thick/all-sided worksheets. (means two pages of the original paper are printed on one page of the photocopy.)
-Including tuition homework. (which is _____.)
I don't know why, but I'm compelled to be a good boy, stay at home and do homework, go for band practice, tuition sessions punctually etc etc.
And yet, I've barely completed half of my homework and it's the second week already.
Wow, time really flies -
Fact is, it simply flashed past me in a twinkle of an eye -
No, that isn't the most important thing here.
My most pressing concern is --
NO TIME DO HOMEWORK LIAO!
But one must still remember, remember that -
I [am] (was) [still] a good boy. (once.)
(note: the words in circular brackets are negative and the ones in the square brackets are positive.)
No, I shouldn't be talking about this right now.
...
Fact is, ...
...
...
...
快捷华文会考口试将在七月二十二号来临！!(I sincerely hope I got the grammar and spelling right.)
Hell yeah, get your facts right man! The depressing truth lies lucidly before your eyes. Face it, despairing or not, for it's a fact!
(and a life-changing one!)
...
(hooray, the dots are back!)
...
Even though I feel compelled to be a good boy, I somehow can't bring myself to study for that stupid, dumb, and painfully pointless chinese oral exam. It's just DUMB! D-U-M-B. I daresay, it is even more so than I am!
Damnit, I hate it straight to the core!
-shannaro!
Whoops, so late already. I think I want to be a little helpful to those wondering how on earth to even start on that "evil" essay on Lord of the Flies.
My cousin recommended to me this website, and I think it's good -
http://www.sparknotes.com/lit/flies/
So much for helping people, nobody reads this anyway, so I think I'll just put this up for the sake of putting it up.
GOOD LUCK PEOPLE...
Well, I guess I'll be seeing you all later.
It's the last, the final June Holiday that I'd ever get, but somehow I don't think I'm enjoying it.
Firstly, you must understand how busy I am:-
-Chemistry.
-10 years series.
-One whole shitload of work to be done, marked and handed in.
-Biology. (done already.)
-One thick worksheet.
-Pure Geography. (I hate this part.)
-Mindmap on Rivers.
-Mindmap on River Management Strategies.
-Mindmap on Coastal Zones.
-Mindmap on Coastal Zone Management Strategies.
-Workbook, 10++ pages.
-[Comparative Analysis] Evaluate Forest Management Strategies within and outside Asia and compare them. (Marking Scheme is given in order to ensure no slacking, and this time it's SOLO WORK.)
-100-mark-assignment on Weather and Climate.
-English Language.
-2 Comprehensions, with summary.
-750-word essay on the notion of evil in Lord Of The Flies.
-Higher Chinese.
-Oral - prepare for O-Level, coming 22/7. Impending doom.
-E/A Mathematics.
-4 thick/all-sided worksheets. (means two pages of the original paper are printed on one page of the photocopy.)
-Including tuition homework. (which is _____.)
I don't know why, but I'm compelled to be a good boy, stay at home and do homework, go for band practice, tuition sessions punctually etc etc.
And yet, I've barely completed half of my homework and it's the second week already.
Wow, time really flies -
Fact is, it simply flashed past me in a twinkle of an eye -
No, that isn't the most important thing here.
My most pressing concern is --
NO TIME DO HOMEWORK LIAO!
But one must still remember, remember that -
I [am] (was) [still] a good boy. (once.)
(note: the words in circular brackets are negative and the ones in the square brackets are positive.)
No, I shouldn't be talking about this right now.
...
Fact is, ...
...
...
...
快捷华文会考口试将在七月二十二号来临！!(I sincerely hope I got the grammar and spelling right.)
Hell yeah, get your facts right man! The depressing truth lies lucidly before your eyes. Face it, despairing or not, for it's a fact!
(and a life-changing one!)
...
(hooray, the dots are back!)
...
Even though I feel compelled to be a good boy, I somehow can't bring myself to study for that stupid, dumb, and painfully pointless chinese oral exam. It's just DUMB! D-U-M-B. I daresay, it is even more so than I am!
Damnit, I hate it straight to the core!
-shannaro!
Whoops, so late already. I think I want to be a little helpful to those wondering how on earth to even start on that "evil" essay on Lord of the Flies.
My cousin recommended to me this website, and I think it's good -
http://www.sparknotes.com/lit/flies/
So much for helping people, nobody reads this anyway, so I think I'll just put this up for the sake of putting it up.
GOOD LUCK PEOPLE...
Well, I guess I'll be seeing you all later.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
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