"I pen down my dreams in flickering wisps of chords for her to sing out in melodious, hopeful lyrics"
"Because songs are vocalised sermons of literature--from the heart"
"Power corrupts--absolute power corrupts absolutely"
"I have hope, so let me keep it"
--notes taken down happily
Enjoy the music below while I rant.
Had a lot of inspiration today, heard a local band singing and I thought it was rather nice.
Struggling with the temptation to sleep, yet I has done nothing--nothing-- productive today. Not at all.
I haven't even planned for tomorrow! Went to Changi Terminal 3 and saw a lot of things I wanted to buy. But they are:
1. Expensive
2. More of a "want'' than a "need" to me.
I spent 2++ hours in the library reading a book. And it was so amusing, because I was triumphed by the simply amazing twist of the book. Got home, lazily went to bathe. And now, blogging.
In other words, wasting away precious sleep time.
I have microfiction to do (but let's just do it... later.)
Organising some sort of gathering soon, a little... messy?
Gahh. I need to study a lot for June hols. I has decided to make a (very, very sketchy) list of things to do:
1. MATH (BT2 is really gonna be hard, I've heard)
2. CHINESE ( I NEED TO TOUCH UP ON IT.)
3. EXERCISE (harhar.)
4. Learn to be a better person (no comment)
5. Finish a sketchwork. OR a paint work. Anyway, something decent. AND COLOUR IT. (if it's a sketch, then... black and white)
6. Finish a play :D (this should be ranked last.)
7. Learn to ride a bike. (without any casualties, I hope)
8. Improve my writing skills
9. READ A LOT OF BOOKS. :D
I am tired now. I am tired. I need sleep.
Oh banana I just wasted one whole day away.
But at least I got to eat some caramel chocolates :D
I have made up new resolutions.
And--*yawns* and new-- *falls to ground with a thud*
just a waffled chip bit of my brain, which has totalliee no sense.
we discussed (No ABOUT) poems on life and i wanted to go on and on and on and on forever and fangirl over its awesomeness, but people were getting distracted and such that it was weird if i were to continue to fawn over it in a corner. instead, i left my thoughts to myself.
i wish i could write such awesome poems. i wish, i wish, i wish.
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life is a ticking, restless clockwork--
a kaleidoscope of hopes that fade into
warped images, they quirk
into an alley, flying through.
Past the memories that flicker
and twist into an oblivion of scattered
fireflies that smugly snicker
with knowledge of truths torn and tattered.
Against the merry-go-round
of thick, creamy webs of lies
that bond masks who astound
the faded tattoo of love, beating symphonies of cries.
life is a waffle
of bits and pieces.
a puzzle to baffle,
of cracks and creases.
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I tried to make it rhyme, I did! and the hardest part was to make it make sense.
Waffle on the go.
Have a bite of dough.
SEEEE? it doesn't rhyme nor does it make sense, it never does ; - ; oh well,
1. When there is a sale of cookies, never hesitate to buy more than one pack of cookies.
2. Never attempt to keep your teacher in class by screaming your head off.
3. When in doubt, munch on cookies.
4. Never hide behind a dustbin when a senior is near.
5. If you are VERY OBVIOUSLY going to walk in a direction, don't change direction half-way even when a senior is walking past you. This may result in severe head injury of hitting the wall and may even result in more attention focused on you.
6. Haemoglobin is not to be pronounced as HaemoBBLOBin. No matter how strong the urge/temptation.
7. Writing a letter to yourself in the future (100 days later) is no easy feat.
8. Munching on fish-shaped cookies are nice, although it gets rather awkward when you're within radius of a senior and going "nomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnom"
9. Doing something completely random with your class at 1.12pm was awesome.
The end~
One last edit, to Jerry: I hate sotongs. They disgust me. And the name 'Ollie' does not sound like octopus. :P
