»Something I wrote in a storm of anger.
Saturday, 8 June 2013
Okay I kinda wrote this a while back while I was still really emotional but I quite like it. Aesthetically. So I'm publishing it anyway. Just FYI the opinions and feelings expressed here aren't really representative of my current state so...yup :D
It's a Thursday night and I don't owe any homework to anybody. It's a Thursday night and tomorrow is Good Friday so I can afford to cry and scream and loosen the stops I've kept on my feelings. Just a little. Then wipe it off by tomorrow so I can do a chinese project and goof off and try pretending the thought of you doesn't bring to mind some form of sadness to the surface, laced with just a bit of anger, dusted with a sprinkling of disappointment.
Wipe it clean, damn it. Make the doodles you've left on my SS powerpack go back to hands that wrought them, your damned pale hands with the bitten fingernails. Take back the flowers that still hang over my bed because I can't bear to see them go, leaving an empty corner behind. Scrub yourself from my dreams, because I don't fucking know, man.
I hope you hate me. I hope your friends hate me and the rose glow of our shared memories turn green, green as bitter can be. It'd be easier, really. You probably already do. I hope you tell your future girlfriends about me, that asshat you used to be with, who can't even stop using the word "I" long enough to monologue properly, who couldn't care in the right way.
Wish because I can't do, hope because I can't see and hate because I can't feel properly. Nope, not me.
A relief then.
words spilled @ Saturday, June 08, 2013 / leave goosebumps here ⋄
»"Clubs and Societies are slacker CCAs"
Monday, 8 April 2013
I resent this sentiment. Really, I do. Okay, I can't speak for the other C&Ss, but personally I do know that ELDDS puts in so much effort. Even certain teachers can see it. Before joining LD, Mr Poon warned me that it was no slacker than any sport CCA, even canoeing. "They may seem very slack, but when competition comes around, the amount of time they put in voluntarily is huge."
We put in this time voluntarily, ladies and gentlemen. And in a way, I'm proud of my CCA in that aspect, because while it isn't like we have 3-4 mandatory sessions a week, we actually sacrifice our time of our own accord.
Why then? Why is that we always get screwed and pushed to the side when it comes to funding and CCA allocation? We've been struggling along in debate competitions and SYF without a coach, it's a testament to my CCA mates effort we've gone as far as we have.
words spilled @ Monday, April 08, 2013 / leave goosebumps here ⋄
Sunday, 3 February 2013
Currently dying under a deluge of schoolwork. Can't concentrate hence the blogpost.
It's been a while since I've posted eh?
Anyway. History. Christ. You're such a beautiful subject. But I really wanna throttle you sometimes. Every time I sit at my desk and crack open my TPC and start researching a voice inside my head starts screaming. I am not a person meant to sift through huge piles of information if it's not a storybook. Irrelevance annoys me.
Spare me your fancy specialised language and flowery sentence structure please my head hurts enough and I start hating history and consider failing it entirely.
Then I step into class again and apply the crap I plowed through over the week and it's so damn rewarding. No offence to core lit/geog people, but I don't think I'd get the same satisfaction out of finding out about the terrain of the earth or fully understanding the intentions of a fictional character. I've said it more than once but I'll say it again. History is awesome because it's like learning about fairy tales and legends and horror stories and picking them apart and knowing every step of the way that this actually happened at some point in the past. Doesn't that blow your frickin' mind?
Anyway yea I kinda forgot I had history pairwork with TL and god above someone kill me now Malaya is so hard to research everything is hard to research and my brain is in pain. I kinda doubt she'll even turn up on the google doc :/
words spilled @ Sunday, February 03, 2013 / leave goosebumps here ⋄
»MERRY (belated) CHRISTMAS BITCHESSS
Friday, 28 December 2012
AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR~
AYY HELLO HELLO IMMA BACK AFTER LIKE WHAT, 2 MONTHS HIATUS?
Yea I finally felt guilty for leaving my blog alone for so long. It was like all alone in a corner, the poor thing. I tried writing okay! But every time I opened up blogger I'd just lose steam after like, 2 sentences.
Usually after not blogging for a long period of time I try to recap what I've been up to in the break? But I've never taken a two month break before so uh...well let's just say I'm a little bit short term memory. Just a teeny...tiny...bit...extremely forgetful.. A lot of things happened in the past couple months which I can't really remember right now.
You know what hasn't changed though?
That shit is still broken! Surprise surprise, the TAs are lazy butts. They said the screen should only take around 2-3 weeks to ship -.- That was back in November. It's almost 2013 now.
I still spend too much time on tumblr. SHERLOCK ISN'T GONNA COME OUT WITH S3 UNTIL 2014 ASDFGHJKL;' WHY.
This post is gonna be kinda jumpy and stuff sorry not sorry. Spent Christmas Eve with Mick lazing around my house watching movies, then we went off to Buona Vista's Art Friend with Naomi to buy Reema's gift. Split ways and I went to Yishun to meet my mom. What fun, spent the first few hours of Christmas watching cartoons/crime documentaries. Clearly, it was a hardcore night.
...okay you know what I lost my writing mojo again before I just give up entirely and make this a half written draft that will never see the light of day, I'll end it here and give you a funny gif.
Hehe violence is always funny.
words spilled @ Friday, December 28, 2012 / leave goosebumps here ⋄
»Idk. Recent life?
Tuesday, 21 August 2012
Where to start?
This is gonna be another completely all over the place post so uh, yea. Mostly covering e-learning week cos my memory sucks like that.
National Day Celebration:
There was a lot of screaming. And singing. And sing-screaming. Apparently Hui Xuan sat on Joelle's head at some point of time and Joelle was pissed. But me, being the oblivious blockhead that I am didn't notice at all and just went on my merry way in the conga line so...
Put it this way. I don't think I was conscious for a large part of it.
(For the stupid readers out there, that means I was asleep)
Woke up on Monday, did my elearning and playing LoL afterwards with fluffy. Got our asses handed to us by bots but hey we haven't played in months okay don't judge. She was just going crazy over how many new characters were open and picking the hottest female characters she could find while I stuck with trusty ol' Annie. Tibbers is awesome, that is all. Also, if Fluffy is reading this, I DEALT ALMOST TWICE AS MUCH DAMAGE AS YOU HAHAHAHAH.
Tuesday I ended up going all the way to Chua Chu Kang to play badminton with Wei Yee and the rest. Christine kept sending us reminders to be early and whatnot but she ended up arriving the latest despite living the closest. *Cough*irony*Cough*. It was hilarious watching Joelle fail at badminton. I swear to god, she just stood.
(Didja get the joke. The words are like the path of the shuttlecock and 'her' is her. Zomg liek i'm so smart ikr)
She ended up getting injured the most despite playing the least so but then again it's Joelle. Waddya expect? And I kept twirling the badminton racket until I literally tore the skin on my index finger. Genius Mindy strikes again.
Wednesday was Batman day! And not a day too late either, it was the last day Batman was showing in GV. Hui Xuan was spazzing throughout and afterwards she told me that apparently she was trying to lean on my shoulder but I was too tall so she leaned on Fluffy instead. Why am I telling you about this? Because it's my blog and I'll post what I want bi-yotch. We wandered around Daiso and bought caramel corn because we're all gonna die of heart disease one day, so screw it. Can't remember much else. Short term memory woohoo!
Thursday and Friday I can't remember what I did so I'll go ahead and assume I was concussed on my bed again. Now that I think of it, I can't actually remember much else about my weekend either lol so I don't think anything happened.
Today we had to go back to schoool and I was late and I might've forgotten the anthem when asked to sing it so heh... Reema and I thought class ended at 12.35 because Mr Chan didn't come up so we went to the canteen and met with Mick, Naomi, Sharne and Mary. We were there until like 12.50 when Hannah came up to us and told us Mr Chan miraculously got off his fat ass to come up to class. Needless to say, we panicked and dashed back up to class. Mr Chan proved just as dense as always and didn't really seem to give a shit so we didn't get scolded yay!
He then promptly left 5 minutes after so we ran up for no reason at all. Great. Then class ended for realsies and we went back down again. Badminton happened. Then lunch. At 4 o'clock. Because proper eating patterns are for healthy people who care pfft.
I really don't know what else to write. So uh. Thanks for reading?
words spilled @ Tuesday, August 21, 2012 / leave goosebumps here ⋄
»I CAN'T BLOG OKAY
Thursday, 26 July 2012
OH MY GOD I CAN'T BLOG. MY MIND IS SCATTERED OVER A HUNDRED DIFFERENT SUBJECTS AND YOU'RE JUDGING ME I CAN FEEL IT. GAAHHHHH
SHORT SUMMARY OF MY WEEK:
Monday was terrible for reasons that I cannot name at the moment because short-term memory.
Tuesday was spent in anticipation of Limelight and I really don't know how else to put it but I was kinda disappointed. It didn't seem like ONE band playing. It seemed more like different people trying to play together. And quite a few of the soloists looked really nervous, which is really alright but makes me question how many times they've rehearsed since they looked so unsure. It was good, but it wasn't the spectacular standard that I'm used to the band putting forth.
Wednesday was quite bland as days go and I'd talk about the whole Ms Chan thing (what is up with people with this damn surname?) but that relates more to WY so I'm not gonna touch it lest she decides to blog about it. Ended up going for dinner with Mick and Reema and hoboing on some, uh, unique seats. I would've joined in the awkward when we saw them but I was too damn stoned from my cold to give a shit.
Today I didn't go to school and I spent the whole day trying to come up with ways to write this in an entertaining way but failed to so screw it.
I shall leave you guys with one of my favorite GIFs as a reward for reading through this terribly dry post. A POLE-DANCING CHICKEN :D
words spilled @ Thursday, July 26, 2012 / leave goosebumps here ⋄
»King of the World
Wednesday, 18 July 2012
David is King of the World.
David is Happy.
He has everything one could ask for. He has experienced the finest luxuries and met the most beautiful women alive. He has seen the greatest wonders the world has to offer and has a mind well-developed to appreciate it. Yet David doesn't feel as happy as a King should.
David has seen the contentment on an elderly couples' face as they stroll through the sun, hand in hand as if they were to live forever. He has heard the carefree joy in children's laughter when they play, cheeky balls of energy weaving through obstacles in a game of tag.
Inwardly, he tells himself he is much better off than them. They, after all, are not Kings of the World. They have not lived as much as he. He is King, and they are Not.
They are Not. And he Is.
He whispers to himself as he falls off into the land of dreams.
Falling into a pit of lies and self-deceit. Because David isn't happy but he'd be worse off acknowledging the fact. As a wise man once said,
Ignorance is Bliss.
This was extremely self-indulgent and I honestly have no idea where the fuck I was going with it but HEY, at least I'm not writing Mary-Sues. Amirite? IN MY DEFENCE THOUGH, I WAS LISTENING TO THIS: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2XWIx8KEnVo&feature=related
words spilled @ Wednesday, July 18, 2012 / leave goosebumps here ⋄