Sunday, March 7, 2010
VAG 9:08 AM
When life takes over
It's 1am and i know I should go to bed now. My body is telling me that I have the ever so demanding PE at 8.45 am later and a long day ahead of me. Yet, my mind refuses to cooperate and isn't letting me go to bed.I've done everything in my late night plan- Math tutorial, Economics essay, Talked to multiple people on MSN, Scanned through facebook way too many times, Talked to J and even talked to V.
I know it's time for bed but somehow everything seems so stagnant. The world is at a standstill and no one is moving yet the damn clock is ticking so arrogantly.
STOP TAKING MY TIME AWAY YOU FREAK!
I think I'm scared of going to bed 'cause going to bed will signify the end of my weekend and the start of a whole new week. Oh the survival till friday nights!
I've been reduced to nothing since school started.
I end school at an average of 5pm everyday, come home to find myself painfully exhausted and end up being a rebel and not doing my work. Then, I find myself falling asleep in lectures and resorting to the most insanely stupid ideas to keep myself awake.
For the record, I've tried eating sweets, chewing gum, using facebook on my phone, playing blockades on my phone (the game sucks but the vibration keeps me awake!) and even singing.
Okay, so maybe I'm over exaggerating as always. . .
In all sanguineness, school isn't THAT bad.
I've come to terms with most of it.
I like economics because the knowledge is new and refreshing.
I like chemistry because my tutor seems to hate me since i'm constantly messaging in his class. (Massive irony, i know. it's called a love-hate relationship. haha)
I like physics 'cause the lecture theatre is filled with boys.
And I like math 'cause curves are so sexy!
GP is mundane if you ask me. I still wish I had taken KI but oh well at least I'll get the benefits of a better vocabulary. :)
PW, on the contrary, is a complete bitch- and we haven't even started on it proper! what a douche.
CCA wise, I quite enjoy drama here. It's totally different and probably no where near the excellence of AC's but I'll settle for this I suppose.
Oh, one more thing. . . is there an all girls junior college?
'cause I kind of won't mind transferring over.
Being a virgin nun and having an education in an all girls school for 10 years certainly did me a lot of good character wise.
I simply can't appreciate boys. Not the indians, not the chinese, not the malays, not the vietnamese, malaysians or anyone else!
They swear in my face, deliberately be stupid and tease me and do the most bizarre of bizarre things.
EEEEEEEEE.
It's 1.32am.
I'm ready to go kick school's ass now.
good night:)
I miss you, J.C.G.G.V.T.D
Monday, January 25, 2010
VAG 11:01 AM
I am in the sun. My head is spinning.
The cat is walking towards me.
It's singing a song.
A lullaby that only mothers in Africa sing.
The sound of a plane flying by.
The giggling of girls by the river.
The Grassland is parched.
I feel the gentle breeze.
Then slowly, it gets less.
and less
and less
Now, there's nothing.
No sound.
No warmth.
Just loneliness and barrenness
circulating in my veins.
I feel it now.
Something I've never felt before.
I am a
Lemon.
