We're at this stage in life where we reminisce too much of our near past, worry too much about our near future, are
too clueless about everything that can, will, may happen to us, think we know alot, think we don't know anything,
am confident about the wrong things, take pride in wasting time away, want too much but want to do too little.
Ohwell.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
The Master

He fumbles at your spirit
As players at the keys
Before they drop full music on;
He stuns you by degrees,
Prepares your brittle substance
For the ethereal blow,
By fainter hammers, further heard,
Then nearer, then so slow
I've mixed feelings about Wednesdays. I'm happy I end early but that'll mean I'll come home early and slack away Wednesday. I didn't in the end. I stayed in school to do probability until I ran out of fullscap paper. I wish Wednesdays are Fridays because I'm already sick of school after three days, but then I wish Wednesdays aren't Fridays because that'll mean another week is over. :O
And we're all running out of weeks and days because prelims is so near my shoulder is knocking into his chin and my Physics is still as good as the goat on the hills with gray horns. Or worse.
I wish Wednesdays end at 10.30am so I can go home and rest and prepare for the longest day of the week, Thursday. But then I wish Wednesdays end at 5.30pm so I would feel accomplished, and so I won't feel guilty if I sleep during double chem on Thursday.
I wish Wednesdays start as early as 6.30am because I think having morning assembly in the early early mornings when the sky is still dark is way cool, literally or figuratively. But then I wish Wednesdays start late like Thursdays so that I can tell the person behind me the sky's pretty during morning announcements.
Hence, Wednesdays are confusing mixed up days.
One thing that doesn't change about Wednesdays is that I wish STALKER aka SMH will stop reading as I blog. He keeps logging into my blogger account and reading my draft while Blogger autosaves this post. STALKER.
Quite suddenly I forgot what is it I wanted to blog about.
I want to read Huxley's Brave New World. Sokmui is that one of your lit texts. I know it is if you take H2 Lit in Innova. I'll read the first 91 pages because my GP teacher says it's the first 90 pages that's worth reading. The one extra page is because I should not be so trusting.
Hello Priscilla, if you're reading this before Saturday, can we meet earlier like 11am or something. And I need the blue binded booklet back for next week.
Ogay byebye.
7:39:00 PM because I say so