I shall not comment on jcts. Suffice to say that I'm screwed.

Blading with the oac guys yesterday after the mood-spoiling A level chinese orals was damn FUN. Afterall, when was my last time on wheels? Geez, need to go again. SOON. addicted.

Bought the complete prose and poetry of Edgar Allan Poe. Thanks eugene for finding this jewel for me. And really, I don't need you to get me that box set for a belated. I would prefer a contribution to Joshua's Blading Fund. haha. Damn, the stupid increase in gst is being capitalised by all the greedy shop owners. And the prices are NOT just increasing by a fricative 2%. yeah. My roces skt.. boo. damn ex la.

oh and, last sunday I visited megan's church after p&p dvd at her place. haha, I have the picture of Bingley's goofy giggle fixed permanently in my mind. Such a neanderthal. haha =p Praise and worship was cool. Maybe its cause I'm in deficit. And I thought Shan Ray looked like julie. Guess what, they were friends from ahs afterall.

Mom's a sibilant evil witch. Her mood swings are treacherous. Menopause? Hmm, wadeva. scary? no. annoying yes. I guess I inherited this from her. oh well. crap. So melissa, maybe similarities repel afterall. haha, at least the negative crap. ^^ maybe that's what you had in mind all along?

Jacqueline! you damn spammer! haha, I FOUND YOUR BLOG. =D but geez, where's your tagboard so I can spam you too? Post more entries can? haha, update! quick! And no, you didn't wear long sleeve afterall.. and you can blade quite well. Go again soon with the oac gang! ^^

Phyllis ar phyllis, why did you go off so early?! We not zai enough izzit? hha, blade again soon. You need more practice ^^ glad you are learning fast.

Debbie, thank you for taking time off to come blade with us ^^ and no, you don't fall down LIKE THAT. haha, be daring. I mean, you have on all the guards right? hahaha, what's a few bruises anyway?

But what the hell, WHY DIDN'T ZHI QUAN, JIA WEI, LEONG HOCK AND RAGHU COME?! Next time they organise. haha =)

Reminder to self: I owe Dex 10 bucks. =p

Dreamy days flow by
in the endless stream
of continuity;
Time's breathy sigh,
Her gift for my sanity.

Tell me why
do heartaches exist?
Or strife
burns so strongly,
a poison that persists?

I don't really know you,
stranger,
but your sad eyes
captivate,
like the teardrop twilight dew.

Could it be,
this yearning inside of me,
A Love that never blossomed truly?
Or crush my hopes;
a twisted one-way fantasy.

Ignored and played.
A game
for the Fool.
Everything to lose.
And how I wish you stayed.

Yet I wouldn't
still the Pendulum of Love and Hate.
Couldn't,
It runs intertwined,
With Life and Fate.

Void,
filled with bittersweet memories
when we part.
Once given never returned,
the intricate puzzle piece of my heart.

Rest and Peace,
a short reprieve
for Time's loving care
to mend and heal
my broken soul.

I love you my dear,
and always will.
Though you may never know
the hurt and joy
you caused in me to flow.

Dreamy days flow by
in the endless stream
of continuity;
Time's breathy sigh,
Her gift for my sanity.

NAT & ADE!
I miss you both, adelines and natalies! haha, remember the triangle at haagen dasz? 1 of MARCH 2007. lol, I don't care, after jcts MUST eat together again at cafe cartel =)

Not forgeting the playground. omg. haha =pPpPp

OACrazy GANG
WE. MUST. BE. DAMN. ZAI.
OSU.

Alex

God, what would I do without the late night SUPPERS?!?!?!?!
hahahahaha, the crazy times and attempts to break bottles. Geez.
Bike and Blade, man, Bike and Blade.
Bestie.

Eugene Yao

eh. Zai. remember hor. jogging tmr.

=)

Books slamming shut everywhere.
Hiss of anger and dismay.
With sad finality I closed mine too.
The ending sucked.
As usual.
Happily ever after doesn't exist.
Excitement does.
Tricky things, emotions.
Lure you up the heights of ecstasy
only so you can create your own drama
by casting yourself over the edge,
declaring as you fall the hopelessness of it all.
Afterall,
the way up was barred.
So what faster way to break the dead end, my impatient little friend?
than to hurl yourself,
(consciously denying,
unconsciously embracing
the
excitement)
over the edge
bemoaning your (self-created) tragedy.
Freefall and start over.

doesn't make much sense, does it?
well, so does the thing it represents.

This is a random post.
I have no idea why I'm here at this ungodly hour.
Just the urge to write something. Anything.
I'm hungry.
Very.
Sleepy.
Not really.
Stressed.
Depends.
Took me 4 days to complete gravitation tutorial.
I must suck at physics.
Real badly.
Need to wake up early to practice piano.
Go for a haircut.
Maybe.
Rush Chemistry for the next few days.
4 days.
Four subs I'm supposed to be confident in: Lit, K.I., Chem, Physics.
What I've covered so far: Physics.
Wow.
Say that again.
Wow.
Yeah.
I miss hanging out with Alex.
Even though I just went out for a drink with him last night.
Or was it the night before?
I can't tell anymore.
Losing track of everything.
Like how one question can take 5 hours.
Maybe its the overdose of music.
Miss you too yixiu.
Part of me wants the holidays to last forever.
The other wants to get back to school life.
I want to skate damn badly.
And a pair of Roces SKT blades even more.
Geez.

I'm so stressed I can't study. There's this lethargy that creeps in everytime I look at the clock and see time tick by. It's most vexing, mugging for exams. In a fluster to hurry up, my mind just freezes at every other question. Gave up last night. Lost myself in NWN again before running over to meet alex at siglap centre. My shin splint is gone! =) face it, I can't train my running. I'll just develop injuries that detoriate my running capabilities. I'm a sprinter. Not a marathon runner.

Sweet beginnings and bitter endings.
Sounds like chocolate.
Love it.

PS: I'm gonna FORGET THAT THERE IS EVER SUCH A THING AS JCTS. yeah.

PSS: I only gave up for YESTERDAY. Mugging again as usual (God knows why). =) no such thing as jcts.. lalala

Amazing. I started mugging. Like, finally. omg. I can't believe I actually started. I must be drunk. Drunk from lazing the days away in a haze of fatigue that doesn't go away. What the hell. The inertia was really getting me down. Too much of anything poisons. haha, buhbye late nights hammering away at Neverwinter Nights.

Maybe I'm a workaholic.

Yeah right, and I'm a millionaire with oodles of cash. =) Let's just say I rushed to complete Neverwinter Nights in record time cos I knew subconsciously that *quoting jeanette* my notes needed me.. aw, poor things. haha

oh well, gotta resist the urge of the three expansion packs that came with the Neverwinter Nights dvd-rom.

Actually, I think I know why I'm so lethargic. When playing NWN, I didn't have my MUSIC. I spent 3 whole days without my life support system. geez. Wonder how I survived. hee.

Got my puma shoes =)

back to mugging.
lovin' it.
nah. =p

Screw the inertia.

Feeling damn high and dry now. The hell.. can't even bring myself to touch my notes. Wasting away in the winter of my discontent. And I still don't intend to study. Gonna drop by marina square tmr to pick up a pair of new shoes from the puma shop.

All I can do these days is hold my head in my hands when I think no one's looking as wave after wave of fatigue washes over me. Shackled to a role in a play I wanted no part in. Forced to smile, grin, accede, give in.

Who am I now, what am I? Little more than a puppet of society. I long to be wild and free. Instead I'm chained, chained to the expectations, the priorities of everyone around. No life of my own. Not anymore. Responsibilty an insidious trap crushing me every passing second of my life.

I'm tired.

Oh, and I don't give a damn about being extra-sensitive-don't-step-on-your-toes-stay-out-of-your-face-and-remain-hidden-in-a-corner kind of guy anymore. I'm just having fun so don't get all huffy-puffy offended. Like me or not, I'm not gonna be what I think you want me to be cause I DON'T REALLY CARE. ooh, that stepped on some toes, didn't it? Ouchies, poor little over-sensitive darlings.

LoL.

Look what late nights/early mornings do to me. Guess me and mornings don't agree. At all. teehee.

Ah pity.

well, there's always a higher mountain, a deeper ravine, and a more challenging camp. so, no comments.

Something's wrong with my life. I have a bad feeling that something is screwing up without me knowing it. There's this foreboding at the back of my mind that something dark, something evil is gonna happen. Soon.

I'm feeling like a jigsaw puzzle
with too many holes and unfilled spaces.
my inner sky's adrizzle
on the dark set sogging up the pieces.
where they start to rot,
disintegrate.
disappear.
In the suffocating warm air
the hated stench of rain.
hated, cause i'm left outside.
once again,
all by myself
to fend off
the razor white
teeth of the sky.
Waiting,
always waiting
and cringing,
convulsing as the pitter-patter breaks the calm;
here it comes.

June camp is 8 hours away. Imagine 10 OAC trainings back to back, and you are not far from the truth. I'm nervous. Scared. Panickk-ing. There are a thousand-and-one excuses why things WILL GO WRONG tomorrow.

Correction: today.

My mind is a blank slate on which I'll probably try to scribble some stuffs from the notes on the basics. Wish me luck.

I want to be as insignificant during June camp as possible. Just fade into the silent background of phyllis' and zhi quan's and jia wei's world. A private world. A world without seniors. And grand*evil*seniors. How does one keep the team morale up by being quiet? I don't know.. All that happens is I just lapse into a seriousness that my team interprets as depression. Maybe fixing a permanent smile on my face under such pressure. *shudders* (stop screaming at me.. please stop yelling at me.. please.. just SHUT UP.)

Few things to chant through the intervals of pain:
I love push ups
I love pull ups
I love sit ups
I love RUNNING
I love burpies
I love jumping joshuas jacks
I LOVE my TEAM

June camp?
No Big Deal.

Just a sick kind of enjoyment derived from free-falling to a sickening crunch on the asphalt.

Fun.

Really.