Awesome! Now I can torment people with my cursive mess. (:

(& my mood's fine, phone's fine)

Prelims just ended yesterday. I was happy for a while, before someone made my emotions really hit the rocks. I guess when you give so much of yourself to someone, the slightest thing he/she does can really fling your emotions to either end of the spectrum- whether they know it or not. Heck, what I get is just a 'you don't care about me'. Just makes me doubt myself even more.

Maybe it's just cos I have this irrational fear of a long-term commitment. It's just not me to stay at one thing for long given my ADD-comparable attention span. Just look at me trying to study. I can hardly sit straight for 30 mins without fiddling with something or starting a fridge-door opening marathon (when I'm at home, that is). It's just a darn freaking hard thing for me to stay undistracted for so long, to commit, to meet someone else's expectations (when I hardly even meet or set my own) and to give unconditionally simply because I've never done it before in my entire life!

Mr Teng said that if we could conquer Mt. Fansipan, we could do anythng. I was applauded for my perseverance with that twisted ankle. Yeah, I could do all that and it sure wasn't easy at all. But I could see it; where I had to and wanted to go. It was almost tangible. But feelings aren't at all. And how someone else can feel that abstactness is.. well, impossible. Unless you're freaking upset and you start raising your voice then it becomes so glaring it's impossible to ignore. But I don't want to spread all that angst and unhappiness. Because I have so much more to give but I don't know how to, and how to make you feel it without being awkward about it. I guess such things can only come with time and loadsa mutual work. Being young and brash won't make it happen but that's what I am right now. You can't just force maturity upon yourself.

I've never been this tied down before. This responsibility is meant to be a joy, shared between two instead of a burden. Well, not exactly, but it really does feel that way sometimes. Being alone offers the luxury of being free- you can behave as you deem fit and have to account to no one except yourself, and no one's feelings will be that closely tied to your actions and words. You can just step in any direction without having to hold back and think how that step will impact so-and-so. But then, there'll always be this something you secretly want, to fill that obscure little hole in the centre of your heart. And when you think someone has filled it, it isn't that perfect as you thought you would feel, besides those few, short-lived moments. Perhaps some may think the many far-from-perfect moments are little sacrifices to achieve those seconds of bliss and that it's all worth it. Perhaps. But for now, I prefer that constancy of living up only your own expectations and wishes instead of juggling them with someone else's, and lettting that bring you to extreme highs and lows. My heart can't take it you know.

If you've read till here, I'm sorry that my blog has increasingly become a ranting space. Anyway I doubt many people would read this.
And great, as if to underscore my mood now, my phone offed by itself and won't on again.
Seriously, did I do something really wrong lately?

Labels: ♥, ranternobanter

2 more papers! But even after that I can't celebrate in peace cos A's are less than 2 months away. I think. Ugh, lazy to do the math lah. Anyway I'm so not looking forward to 8 Nov- Geog AND history papers. 6 hours of insane writing. I think my hand won't have the stamina for GP and econs and the other papers. Awesome way to start the A's huh. Why won't Cambridge actually take that into account, to NEVER put 2 3hour writing papers on the same darn day? Oh no, I'm ranting over the same thing again, aren't I.

I think the internet has to be a girl. Cos it's the ultimate modern age temptress. Her face changes every single day, with so much to see and offer, yet it's never enough. She draws you in, through facebook (games), online news, even neopets. Alas! Shun thy temptress I say! For it is she, who pulls the crown (of As for the A's) from me, thy rightful heir.

Kay I'm talking nonsense seriously.
Scrap everything you just read please, gone like the wind, like me. Bye. I think I'm really going mad.

Labels: exam mayhem, jibber jabber, ranternobanter

I just realised that it was Friday the 13th 48 mins ago. Plus it's the ghost month. Lol, nope, didn't get a third bump on my knee or a second bite on my tongue. And I'm biting my tongue so much I'm starting to talk short-tonguey. Like how I pronounced 'examples' as exampers during GP consult. Bleh.

Haven't been able to blog about previous stuffs, like WiLL Run, YOG torch relay, National Day (and the entertaining message)and yeah.. My excuse is that prelims is in 2 days, and have only started on maybe 5% of total prep. Of course, the killer combi means that I really only have that 2 days to finish everything. Wish I still had MCQs.

People should really stop flaming/ ranting at others through their fb statuses. Forcing all your fb friends to read how so-and-so is a cheat, ungentlemanly fag, shameless bitch whatever is just, well, unclassy. However well you can justify that unsightly claim, it still is unsightly.

I don't get why you guys bother doing this kinda thing.

Labels: ranternobanter

Heard it on the radio today. (:

Beautiful song.

Labels: hear my earworm

"Procrastination is an excuse", a text from the school said.

Really? Then the sender has been making excuses too. Why won't people here just accept that procrastination is human nature? That it's inevitable? That it isn't all bad? That working wholly for results, without a speck of any form of distraction is neither possible, nor perfect?

Results, results, results. That's all the adults care about and preach about now. Because they know and have accepted that this world is nothing more than superficial. Saying that people look at your character, morals, whatever is just the most ironic thing they do in schools. Cos all they care about at the end of the day is just your results, that it makes the school look better--academically.
Of course, I stand to be corrected. I'm not the one running the school after all.

I read this article about Serendipity, and it isn't exactly procrastination, but it tends to be what people lump together with the latter. So if I read on the history of slavery (not coming out in any part of A's as of now), but in the process putting my SEA history essay aside, is it all bad? I still gain in knowledge don't I? Isn't that the purpose of education? So why so particular with that one-track mind that I should only let my life revolve around the subjects I'd be tested for?

Really, this society is driving me nuts. Maybe when I grow up I'd look back at this and laugh. Maybe. But for now, I'd stick close to this. Heck results, seriously. And teachers who preach that procrastination is an excuse. It hardly fits, even in terms of use of english.

Labels: ranternobanter, schooly mooly

Des, Bij and I saw a couple (middle-aged one somemore) PDA-ing on the bus home yesterday. First instinct was obviously being grossed out, and des asked me why they must be so mushy, haha.

But then again, what's so bad about love? Better to have love in this world than hate huh. And I mean love, not lust, so most PDA stuff caught on STOMP, I guess they don't qualify. BTW, I hate STOMP; cheapest type of 'news' ever.

Labels: jibber jabber

Awesome! Now I can torment people with my cursive mess. (:

(& my mood's fine, phone's fine)

Prelims just ended yesterday. I was happy for a while, before someone made my emotions really hit the rocks. I guess when you give so much of yourself to someone, the slightest thing he/she does can really fling your emotions to either end of the spectrum- whether they know it or not. Heck, what I get is just a 'you don't care about me'. Just makes me doubt myself even more.

Maybe it's just cos I have this irrational fear of a long-term commitment. It's just not me to stay at one thing for long given my ADD-comparable attention span. Just look at me trying to study. I can hardly sit straight for 30 mins without fiddling with something or starting a fridge-door opening marathon (when I'm at home, that is). It's just a darn freaking hard thing for me to stay undistracted for so long, to commit, to meet someone else's expectations (when I hardly even meet or set my own) and to give unconditionally simply because I've never done it before in my entire life!

Mr Teng said that if we could conquer Mt. Fansipan, we could do anythng. I was applauded for my perseverance with that twisted ankle. Yeah, I could do all that and it sure wasn't easy at all. But I could see it; where I had to and wanted to go. It was almost tangible. But feelings aren't at all. And how someone else can feel that abstactness is.. well, impossible. Unless you're freaking upset and you start raising your voice then it becomes so glaring it's impossible to ignore. But I don't want to spread all that angst and unhappiness. Because I have so much more to give but I don't know how to, and how to make you feel it without being awkward about it. I guess such things can only come with time and loadsa mutual work. Being young and brash won't make it happen but that's what I am right now. You can't just force maturity upon yourself.

I've never been this tied down before. This responsibility is meant to be a joy, shared between two instead of a burden. Well, not exactly, but it really does feel that way sometimes. Being alone offers the luxury of being free- you can behave as you deem fit and have to account to no one except yourself, and no one's feelings will be that closely tied to your actions and words. You can just step in any direction without having to hold back and think how that step will impact so-and-so. But then, there'll always be this something you secretly want, to fill that obscure little hole in the centre of your heart. And when you think someone has filled it, it isn't that perfect as you thought you would feel, besides those few, short-lived moments. Perhaps some may think the many far-from-perfect moments are little sacrifices to achieve those seconds of bliss and that it's all worth it. Perhaps. But for now, I prefer that constancy of living up only your own expectations and wishes instead of juggling them with someone else's, and lettting that bring you to extreme highs and lows. My heart can't take it you know.

If you've read till here, I'm sorry that my blog has increasingly become a ranting space. Anyway I doubt many people would read this.
And great, as if to underscore my mood now, my phone offed by itself and won't on again.
Seriously, did I do something really wrong lately?

Labels: ♥, ranternobanter

2 more papers! But even after that I can't celebrate in peace cos A's are less than 2 months away. I think. Ugh, lazy to do the math lah. Anyway I'm so not looking forward to 8 Nov- Geog AND history papers. 6 hours of insane writing. I think my hand won't have the stamina for GP and econs and the other papers. Awesome way to start the A's huh. Why won't Cambridge actually take that into account, to NEVER put 2 3hour writing papers on the same darn day? Oh no, I'm ranting over the same thing again, aren't I.

I think the internet has to be a girl. Cos it's the ultimate modern age temptress. Her face changes every single day, with so much to see and offer, yet it's never enough. She draws you in, through facebook (games), online news, even neopets. Alas! Shun thy temptress I say! For it is she, who pulls the crown (of As for the A's) from me, thy rightful heir.

Kay I'm talking nonsense seriously.
Scrap everything you just read please, gone like the wind, like me. Bye. I think I'm really going mad.

Labels: exam mayhem, jibber jabber, ranternobanter

I just realised that it was Friday the 13th 48 mins ago. Plus it's the ghost month. Lol, nope, didn't get a third bump on my knee or a second bite on my tongue. And I'm biting my tongue so much I'm starting to talk short-tonguey. Like how I pronounced 'examples' as exampers during GP consult. Bleh.

Haven't been able to blog about previous stuffs, like WiLL Run, YOG torch relay, National Day (and the entertaining message)and yeah.. My excuse is that prelims is in 2 days, and have only started on maybe 5% of total prep. Of course, the killer combi means that I really only have that 2 days to finish everything. Wish I still had MCQs.

People should really stop flaming/ ranting at others through their fb statuses. Forcing all your fb friends to read how so-and-so is a cheat, ungentlemanly fag, shameless bitch whatever is just, well, unclassy. However well you can justify that unsightly claim, it still is unsightly.

I don't get why you guys bother doing this kinda thing.

Labels: ranternobanter

Heard it on the radio today. (:

Beautiful song.

Labels: hear my earworm

"Procrastination is an excuse", a text from the school said.

Really? Then the sender has been making excuses too. Why won't people here just accept that procrastination is human nature? That it's inevitable? That it isn't all bad? That working wholly for results, without a speck of any form of distraction is neither possible, nor perfect?

Results, results, results. That's all the adults care about and preach about now. Because they know and have accepted that this world is nothing more than superficial. Saying that people look at your character, morals, whatever is just the most ironic thing they do in schools. Cos all they care about at the end of the day is just your results, that it makes the school look better--academically.
Of course, I stand to be corrected. I'm not the one running the school after all.

I read this article about Serendipity, and it isn't exactly procrastination, but it tends to be what people lump together with the latter. So if I read on the history of slavery (not coming out in any part of A's as of now), but in the process putting my SEA history essay aside, is it all bad? I still gain in knowledge don't I? Isn't that the purpose of education? So why so particular with that one-track mind that I should only let my life revolve around the subjects I'd be tested for?

Really, this society is driving me nuts. Maybe when I grow up I'd look back at this and laugh. Maybe. But for now, I'd stick close to this. Heck results, seriously. And teachers who preach that procrastination is an excuse. It hardly fits, even in terms of use of english.

Labels: ranternobanter, schooly mooly

Des, Bij and I saw a couple (middle-aged one somemore) PDA-ing on the bus home yesterday. First instinct was obviously being grossed out, and des asked me why they must be so mushy, haha.

But then again, what's so bad about love? Better to have love in this world than hate huh. And I mean love, not lust, so most PDA stuff caught on STOMP, I guess they don't qualify. BTW, I hate STOMP; cheapest type of 'news' ever.

Labels: jibber jabber