Pointlessness

Ah, feels… something… to be back here. If I’m not wrong, it has been months since I’ve blogged.

The month prior to this was nothing but mugging, and bet you me, I DID STUDY! For once hard at least. =) Yay me! Though the gas was running low during exams times i had to prep talk myself into getting down to studying. Imagine me thinking in my mind, “Come on! Get to work! Study study study! You know what will happen if you don’t!” Then, I’ll get myself off my ass to go study.

And this time, I concluded that I’m like a reaction, the thoughts I psych myself with are the catalyst and energy, and the studying which I finally do is the end products. =)

bla bla bla, exams over, bla bla bla, and it’s holiday! 6 days of pure sweet freedom (almost, except the constant stress people have to put on me since they know results way beforehand). After that, it got pretty hard adjusting to normal school life – the waking up at 7, sleeping at 12 or 1. Really groggy (man, I haven’t used this word in ages!) after waking up, especially when my moms not around to wake me up and I have the stress to wake up on time.

blabla, everyone went for SAT. I didn’t sign up, but, o well, quite pointless anyways. At least I enjoyed my time playing bridge and like 30 seconds of DotA. =)

bla bla bla, Friday arrives, and it’s time to get results. Kishor couldn’t have chosen a better thing to do than to give my math paper first then wait another 8 pepers or so before giving out the next paper that I actually took. It was so depressing after getting math back… 68/120 was like…. OW. then 74/120 cushioned it abit, but still…. ow. waited 8 papers, then……….. 95/100!!!! CHINESE B SL FTW! I was like omgwtho.o@@XD.

reality started to sink in after a while, then I realised…. OMG I COULD BE ON THE LIST LTR DURING THE PRINCIPAL’S ADDRESS!!!!!!!!! though the rest of the papers were like…. not as good as I hoped it to be, chinese was good enough to make my day. =) most of them improved, ok fine, half did. NO 4s! wee! 4 5s, 1 6, 1 7. okay la… not that bad. onli thing that sorta pissed me off was bio. 32/40 for mcq, 27/30 section A, then a freaking 16/40 for essay!!!! RARRRRRRRRR! angry…. angry…. then…. think happy, think chinese! hahaha

well, nothing much, Shiru candid shot us playing bridge in class… and whilst i was watching episode 3 of star wars on Justin’s com. We were discussing like why they always chop off the hand, and like how did mace windu die, and the yoda fight scene in the senate’s meeting room and stuff. Nat was super funny, as in, more like the vids he showed us that were on youtube. cool stuff. super hilarious. and the spoofs of episode 3 of star wars. freaking funny. =D

then……. principal’s address. one thing that i knew would probably happen – an epic fail in not seeing that i was on the paper, happened. just before the chinese results, i adjusted my specs and the screw came out. =.=||| bleh…….. I couldn’t see my name on that piece of paper. I was a sad boy after that. =( but…. I STILL GOT 5TH AND I ROCK! =D I shall strive to be on more papers from now on! =) didn’t noe it felt that good until it happened. and i didnt think id get onto it, be it because i thought i screwed up chinese bad enough to go for con camp, or because a ton of people got higher than me. but nonetheless, I made it! weeeee! 5th 5th 5th.

i dun really care if its a nonsense subject like chinese b sl where almost everyone can get 7, as long as i get it im a happy person, happy enough at least. =)

that aside, and play and fun aside, math port, econs ia, ee, tok, world lit essay, cas, bio ia. one word: STRESS! @@

i guess in ib, theres one thing besides the many, that i can say, in ib, when people say you’d be free as a bird after the exams, it’s a lie. Don’t ever fall for that false hope!

Haha. Well, a happy tone to hopefully set the mood for the future! (Computer games are really getting boring… can someone do something about that in my life?!?! like… i dun mind hanging out or sth you know… *hint hint* hahaha. but really, really, boring. maybe its the time where i get over games and do stuff more mature? serious? working seemed really nice at one point. but the work from school is killing enough. HELP ME!)

ahha. God bless all! To yr 6s and 4s, live well, eat well, study hard, smart, well, and score your grade 7s and A1s! =) If Jenn Chong can do it, so can you!

First and foremost, (as much as I’ll get stoned by millions of people around the world, and I still love Heath Ledger to bits) Batman, was to me, an utter disappointment. ‘Nuff said.

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In these times of distraught, one must learn the ways and attain the spirit of the phoenix – to fall, and rise from its ashes.

Another cycle has looped, and found its head, only to start a new cycle, with a new head. This can be said of all the people, or at least most people close to me. With all the coming and going, it stresses the arbitrary-ness of life and its components.

What is done, shall, would, and will forever be done, and would, will, and forever be unable to be undone. The war is not lost, but only a battle gone; a minor set back, but from these ashes and ruins of hearts, a new lease of life – a new phoenix shall rise.

Don’t give up ya’ll hear?! All is not lost! Garner your strength and valour, fervor and pride, march onward with the gusto as man long past once held in their breasts! A festival sings its songs, its distant cheers roar just beyond the outskirts. Join in clad and armour, bring the glory, use it to shine thine tools, let gold shimmer in the light, gold dust fireworks shall “ferrero rochet” the sky’s limelight.

The last song to be sung by the fat lady will be soon. All ye faithful men and women, join in chorus and let us sing to the world the greatest melody, a sound so beautiful the heavens flood its goodness down, and hell will shatter, and all there is will be only light, no shadows.

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Personally, I too, am to be reborn soon. It is due. Time is what I have in this world to wait, to nurture and to grow. My eyes see clearly now. Like King Lear at his deathbed, I realise that all these while, I was smogged with illusions; illusions that I conjured on my own.

I have sunk the bridge of past, to move on and proceed onto the next. If this message reaches thou, where for thou art, pray you me see and accept thine intentions.

Feelings are hard to articulate, much less acted out. I missed an opportunity just that day, that night, but a blessing in disguise maybe?

I have done much foolish things in the past, and this may be the most sane thing ever. Breeding, growing, nurturing – all I hope to do with this. Deep, deep, yes it may be, but sliced in a different manner I treat it be. Cleansed of the filth one may see it as, nothing much more to burn, but combustable ash.

I hope a song was sung, that reached the left of grey matter, that with its workings you come to understand, that I slice and bow in a different angle. A mask is no more needed, for you nor me, not a front, back, or a fakie.

We arent that different, in terms of height, 7 cm apart ain’t enough for a fright. Hope you see me in a different way, an answer will be good, and we will be on our way. Part or stay is for you to choose, either way, we win or lose.

Trust in me, that you must, for something to work out, without a doubt. Read nothing, do not, shall not, for no mask is worn, not for a thought. Naked I stand, now and here, see me true, my heart so dear.

Walk me on this road tonight, I promise I won’t put up a fight. Walk me on through my life, hand in hand, and all through strife. If friends is what you want it be, give me a call, and it shall be.

All I need is an answer from you, tell me true, and it’ll be through. Following the stars place for me, I’ll follow the path paved, but with glee.

Time has come for you to show, time to deal the final blow.

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bla, exams in less than 70 days (i think) =S