oh am I so tired today.
So very sorry if it freaked anybody out but yes,
when Im tired, I am generally high.
and the bad thing is anything comes out from my mouth.
there is hardly any filter.
bother!

pretty moment today was when buble went "L is for the way you look at me.."
I had to glance up to see freshly bloomed purple coloured flowers from a tree!
Yup, it sounds pretty wussy but thennnn,
the flowers were pretty period.
moreover, the walk home was breezy :)

oh yes, i just bought digestives!
you like them too don't you? ;)

its so darn doodely dang STRESSFUL!
Goodness.
I am dying under that S word.

Just realised the implications of not doing well.
The expectations, Con camp.
EXPECTATIONS!
Thats the most worrying one.
Arghhhhhh.
I am dying dying dying.
Stress Stress Stress.
I even swore for the first time in months.

gosh!

before i was sick:
hershey's
maple syrup

sick:
milo powder

im dead.
sneeze sneeze. sleep sleep.
all the s's yet the one i need is not happening
STUDY!

what a horrid week!
Aside from the short, long destressing moments,
gosh! the lack of sleep!
BAH!

And moreover, I am sick. Argh! Flu Flu Flu.
Just bought a box of disgusting tasting Strepsils from an overfriendly shopkeeper.

Yesterday was enjoyable!

Hypothesis: There is a negative correlation between exams and your well-being.

gosh! I need sleep.
Badly.
I am running on Caffine as fuel.
It is confirmed that I need lots of sleep to survive.

day begun quite boring.
the usuals.
school ended pretty well though :)
happy happy happy!

work!

today! :)

in the tiniest nutshell:

swimming was TIRING
Vanilla again :)
and a beautiful sunset

Ahhhh!

:) Before studying begins

I finished the Clodhoppers!! My goodness! In 24hours.
Abstinence is just not my oomph.
It was gooooood though!

First day of the term was tiring!
Late night due to IOP.
My breakfast got me high though!
Yummy yummy yummy! :D

The only other pretty moment of the day:

Jazz tunes reverberrated within the ears.
Cool, calm surroundings.
The air scented with vallina!
A baker at work!
or if better, a vanilla :) pod tree around the corner :)))

ARGH!
E-rritaing EXAMS!
I having the BLUES.
I cannot do concentrate
I can't seem to do Maths as I used to.

I am dying dying dying.
Studies.

I am prepared to become a road sweeper.
:'(

Oh yes! though one thing I am amused at recently was the ability to finish a tub of icecream.
One stinking TUB!

Better treasured it now,
I don't think I can earn enough to buy that next time considering my future job aspects.

You all are too nice! Making me feel so guilty... :(
I seriously don't think I am so previliged to get all this attention.
bowzers!

Understanding the difficulty to plan things, I REALLY LOVE YOU GUYS!
The EXCO+Mervyn!
I thought the CPA2 thing was so very good already! And although a lunch could follow after,
who knew I had to spoil everything because I was too embarassed. BLEH!
Painted face, wearing a corny hat just is too much to be shameless. at City Hall.

And the EPIC surprise at Goodwood. GOSH!
Coming to my home would just be too far and complicated but the entire thought of it.
Gees!
You guys are lovely!

And everybody's well wishes:
NCC! MSHS! ACS(I)! NYPSCO!
sweet sweet SWEET people!

i fear my exams.
i really do.

my running has regressed.
alot.
today's long run was tiring,
which should not be the case.

although choir is to take a break
stuff is still on my mind.

thank the talk on sunday.
it put my mind off certain things,
some.

though,
i am keeping a smile!
smiley smiley smiley!
la la la la la.

Oh, and a certain sign of stress
when you start talking to ovens,
konkers is near...

i shall try to stop being an emotional tart on my blog.
thanks everyone for the good words :)

and what defined most of yesterday:

Sing tune of to "Singapore Town"

I took a little trip sitting Bus and Train,
to find the choir's Mrs Elaine Wan,
Through Coller Quay and Raffles Place,
Reached Esplanade ,PHEW, not too late.

To give her flowers
for her many hours,
that she spent in teaching us.
To make her happy
and tell her sincerely,
that she should be *clap *clap *clap, more nasty

When I reached there
She didn't pick up her phone.
I was like "OH S**T S**T S**T S**T S**T"
Yet when I went to the info counter
My phone suddenly ring.

To give her flowers
for her many hours,that she spent in teaching us.
To make her happy
and tell her sincerely,
that she should be *clap *clap *clap, more nasty

Finally, I met her
and she was very happy.
But when she left
I stood and ponder
"Now I am stuck here"

To give her flowers
for her many hours,that she spent in teaching us.
To make her happy a
nd tell her sincerely,
that she should be *clap *clap *clap, more nasty





And that was the quintessance of lame

How frustrating it is.
To be unable to tell anyone anything.
To have nobody close enough to confide.
To keep everything to yourself.

Its really awful.
You know.
Really.

Yes, I'm still not be able to sacrifice.
It will just rip my wounded aortic pumps to bits.

Rooftop
We're here again, but different, always, somehow.
Motes of dust ebbs away, everytime. (I think)
It clings to our shoes. A parasite? A dandelion?
Alas, the tiles will be visible, one day.

I'm here again, but different, always, somehow.

ATTENTION! You have been caught by the Happy Police!
You are now surrounded! Put your cheeks up and surrender your frown!
We are not afraid to use our endorhphins!

You were spotted today,25th August 2008 with a teary eye,
and countless acts on Emo-ing and not smiling.

Our 'Unhappy Detector' is able to penetrate through your pseudo image,
All attempts are to be given up in the name of Happy Law!

I, hereby sentence you to a lifetime of smiling,
laughing at cheap thrills
and intenstive counselling by our familiar neighbourhood counseller.

I am sure she will be delighted to help you.

Court Dimissed!

*boing*boing

The waves roll silently up the beach,
retreating with a melodious hiss.
Subtle blends of sweet and salt,
the concoction of the dewy breeze.

The sand, virgin and supple,
painted only the pictures of our dancing feet.
Those pale crystals snuggled up between our toes
as we embellished the beach.

"Sir, Madam, its raining"
And yes it was.
Yet, our movements unbroken,
spelling our hearts out on the surface.

Neither party could comprehend,
only the doves that encircled overhead knew.
Did they speak of bleak or bliss?
Gay or Grief?

Written on their faces,
a smile.
Ah.
Eternity, now.

Dim hues of warm light from the cafe,
rests on the cobbledstone street,
The air, a touch of moisture, a gust of wind.
Faint scent of a cuppa pervades the air,
and just a tinge of the aroma of a cigar.

Drizzle, only felt, not be seen.

The wooden radio gently comes to life.
May I?

The notes linger in the air.
And only with the our eyes as audiences,
we danced all night.

not usual of me?

I woke up today.

Sick and tired of life.

certainly not a NEW phrase in many mouths:
I think I'm messing up my life.

Geez.
My studies have taken a dip.
I cannot do Maths like I used to.
Biology is not at the snap of fingers.
Chemistry is too.
Econs is foreign.
English is GOSH!
Chinese, I just lost the impetus.

Its practically impossible to balance a social and working life.
Seriously.

On the other hand,
Choir has been stressful in ways.
But then, getting the many helping hands just makes me feel so much better.

And,
having the moments where I just tear myself away from school (which is practically my life)
is all so wonderful.blissful.
Stepping away from that busy, hectic world in just a few minutes.
Who wouldn't want that?

Gosh! I think I'm going to mess up the selection test for the research attachment.
My preparation plan was "Just Whack"
I don't think its effective.
Hmm...

Well, it was a great day.
Saturday begin with running at Mount Faber with Cross.
I've got to say its pretty fun going back.
However, its again, tiring. =P

Rained so we rushed back to school much earlier.
Time alone for quite a long time.
Its pretty nice wandering around school on your own, taking your own time doing things.

Enjoyable moments filled the rest of the afternoon.
But, Im afraid its all coming back again.
Not the bad, crappy parts but the good ones.
The happy ones. The smiley ones.
Its less complicated if I keep it as the way it was.
Just don't come crashing down again.
I do not want to let go...

The night was spent in a fail-ed Comm outing.
Small group but ah wells, it had its fun bits!
Though I figured, the comm is breathing Choir at nearly every moment.

Sheesh.