Monday, March 12, 2007
morning. maths lecture. o.O" wa buay tahan man. beta start waking up my idea. haha. i gotta get mae adrenaline pumping fer the 2 years prep fer A's!! haha. like wad dennis koh said wen i nearly kena retained. cannot do things half way. start, muz hav finish. no finish, means not man. WHOO. inspiration or wad hhuh? haha... LOL. yea. actually, truth be told, i wuz glad to drag mae ass out of bed for sum ting. honestly. after A3, all the joy in the little things of life seem blown away. cause i had the big one fer a while. hmm. yea. so. new chapter. new page. new... underwear? :D yea... haha.
so... yea. bus. walk. stone listening to mp3. like a zombie. yea. e living dead. im so gonna write a poem bout dis... oooh yea. inspiration slapped me twice and farted in my face, so i cant possibly ignore it now can i? ahaha... e bus journey wuz... inextraordinary. yea. i tink dats e right term. if not, god bless me, i dun deserve that A in eng. walked up to the usual side gate. locked. oh tks a lot. so walked on to the main gate. walk? nothing special so far. went over the whole place to find freaking lt 4. found it. stoned outside it. im alone. ok. so? im fine. ive got mae shadow waving at me. -waves back frantically
teacher comes. old person. whoo. great. ok. time to sidetrack.
>>>>>>>SATURDAY>>>>>>
waha. had mass with the gang... haha. val and manda were cam whoring.. lol... i tell you one day.. that flash function u find so handy in the dark is gonna go off.. :D whoo.... *sings the lemon tree song.
haha... yea. james has flu. leaking nose like the Grand Canyon or sum ting. haha. leak. leak. leak. leak. leak. ooooooooooooooooooze. ... eww. den.. sniff sniff. haa. ridiculous.
i need more mass. couldnt pay attention to father cause mae attention wuz on val.. :D ahaha!
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k. back to monotonity. whoo. maths lecture. 1 hr. best lecture of mae life? why? cause it's short. no bullshit.. mmm. mae kind of thing.. sat nxt to clarance and windie. lol. had to copy down syllabus rite? haha. by the time clarance got his notebook out. poof. transparency gone. :D i noe i noe. it's LAME but hey? i gotta hav laughs.
rest of day is nth special. ive got another emo poem though. i tink it's emo. but i tink it's more of morbidity. and confusion. and eccentricity. waadeva mae essence possesses at dis time.
grey skin
matching the greyness of the day
and the greyness of his soul
all stuck on this one way train
going god knows where
the in between once more
the neutral
the middleman
between the black abyss
and the glaring white of heaven
lost in transit
like baggage
without purpose
motive
goal
his eccentricity scares
he can see the fear in their eyes
as they try to politely run away
it's ok.
he doesn't know.
or maybe, he doesn't care?
we'll never know.
5:25 AM
