Flaw

Bah its getting really irritating, myself.
I always have a tendency to start on something, eg a project and then stop half way... and move on to starting something else. Nothing seems to be getting done.. Bad management/ discipline.. GAHHH!
And my ideas, pfft, if you can even call them ideas are so damn disparate. Its all over the place. I find it difficult to categorize ideas or for a common theme. And because of this my Coursework for Art is sufferring. Hella lot. I need to get stuff done by this week. If not. GG So, top priority this week is art. Of course get some studying done but still.

On a side note, this is bad long term, really. Rahman save me! AHH!!! No more tired. Have to stop having the slack mentality. I'm gonna cha... ahhhh...ti... CHANGE!

Disgusting.. really disgusting.
Sigh disheartening day tis was... Had no face to talk to Ms Kwa at all. Didn't even say bye when I left. . . Its not that im sian of art... I'm sick of my attitude, and my ideas. I need to rethink a lot of them and discard most. Get rid of prejudices against certain categories of people. Lawl. This also means I'm not going to sleep well for the next month or so and not want to go out much. Meh so be it. I have to change.

Brands

Guitar BBQ!

Woah! I never knew the new J1 batch were such fun people. Hahaha, they're really great... Not to mention they can play guitar with a decent amount of skill =)

Games were hilarious. Esp the dress up game, some of the guys were really enthu like Moose. Lol!

Then the seniors came back, hahah I was told that they're a friendly and extremely fun bunch. Maybe I should have participated more in Guitar Ensemble. =\ But due to my prejudice ah well.

Suchen Christine Lim came to our school to give a talk today. Heh, but in general she was just trying to tell us that she was way past the text she wrote 15 years ago (which we are currently studying). Hahah..

But oh, the complications. Oh the effect of the Divine food. The... happy food. Gotta go to Hard Rock cafe soon on Acoustic Night. =D

Now I shall go get myself a swig of baileys before I leave.
Mental note: Damn sweet potato is good. Mmm

Funny Dreams & A Tired State of Mind

Ok so... I had this really funny dream the other day... where I was being chased by some mafia mob people in a shopping mall. :\ silly thing was, I was getting shot at but I wasn't dying. Oh well.

And I thought A Tired State of Mind would be a somewhat possibly cool album title. =x
But nonsense aside. Pathet marks for CTs man. But on the plus side I got a B for an unseen poetry essay for Lit. :D :D
That and I got a D for GP which is quite good. Got to aim higher for a B or something heh.

Onward to tomorrow's CCA games plan. And BBQ yum yum.

sadly the one week break wasn't enough to meet up with some friends. But it was good nonetheless. Thank you guys for just chillin' and thank you Rahman for your cooking skills :D

Back to school week one. Already its getting fked up.. With extended timetable slots. Sigh. I get home everyday at 7. How the fishcake do you expect me to study... AWAKE. =.= Its bloody tiring lah morning till evening in school. And a Two day Study break isn't going to cut it.

Meh, but we all have great teachers in the school. Really crazy teachers actually... Hahaha

Heres a poem because I haven't put one up in a long time.


The Day Is Done

The day is done, and the darkness
Falls from the wings of Night,
As a feather is wafted downward
From an eagle in his flight.

I see the lights of the village
Gleam through the rain and the mist,
And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me
That my soul cannot resist:

A feeling of sadness and longing,
That is not akin to pain,
And resembles sorrow only
As the mist resembles the rain,

Come, read to me some poem,
Some simple and heartfelt lay,
That shall soothe this restless feeling,
And banish the thoughts of day.

Not from the grand old masters,
Not from the bards sublime,
Whose distant footsteps echo
Through the corridors of Time.

For, like strains of martial music,
Their mighty thoughts suggest
Life's endless toil and endeavor;
And tonight I long for rest.

Read from some humbler poet,
Whose songs gushed from his heart,
As showers from the clouds of summer,
Or tears from the eyelids start;

Who, through long days of labour,
And nights devoid of ease,
Still heard in his soul the music
Of wonderful melodies.

Such songs have power to quiet
The restless pulse of care,
And come like the benediction
That follows after prayer.

Then read from the treasured volume
The poem of thy choice,
And lend to the rhyme of the poet
The beauty of thy voice.

And the night shall be filled with music,
And the cares, that infest the day,
Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs,
And as silently steal away.

by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow [1807-1882]

Wasted Time

Whoo hoo! I'm stuck on this song titled Wasted Time by Edguy.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Its a sexy song...

Swordfish Collar and Baked Ginza Salmon.
Mmm Ok la wasn't bursting after the Swordfish Collar. It was... filling. Bursting would be 25-30 plates at Sakae Sushi? Muahaha...

Freaking Common Tests. Whatever, to heck with it. I'll just study as much as I can. Go for the damn thing. And look forward to getting back in touch with Guitar, Kenjutsu, Wing Chun, Philosophy, Books in general, Harmonica (If I have time).. oh and studying..

I'm quite shocked with recent events..
Thoughts like what the f*** am I doing and... well yea.. AHHH!
Its really interesting to find someone who thinks the same way.. How self-centred of me but ah well...
It is an inescapable fact.
In any case I shall say this again... but note the connotations are not what they seem..
I'M DOOMED!!!
Other than that, life is just getting better.
Whee...
was it all?.. meh.