haven't been surreal in ages.

the blogging feeling is back for a bit.

i went for overnight cycling yesterday. its a whooping 5 CCA points in exchange for an incessant butt-ache. think i'll have too much CCA points than neccessary by the end of this academic year. or maybe not.

the route went something like school to west coast. to harbourfront. to esplanade. to orchard. to east coast park. thank goodness for my uncracking state of mind and seemingly limitless endurance. thing went well, at least there weren't any major things to complain about. except maybe the peer pressure that goes on within the club. makes me wanna go out there and get a proper bike to replace my market bike. but we all know excessive cycling isn't good for potency.

what else. oh i missed out the night safari classtrip today. oh well, even though i haven't been there before, i'm not too enthusiastic about going there. not into the whole animal in an artifical environment thing. roadkill fascinates me though. i think death is most intriguing. too many things to post and i don't like the nitty-gritty things. maybe one day i'll do mob-blogging. or maybe not.

my ass hurts. out.

Evaluacation.

Actually i've been doing pretty well in school. and i'm involved in more ccas than i thought possible. and i'm always tempted to take up more.

• BA_Comm
• BA Ambassadors
• Challengers
• Cycling
• Dancesports
• Song Composing

Probably a couple more that i don't know of. My holidays aren't going to feel very much like holidays this time round. BCA's over next week. IAC's over later. i might repeat LMS, hur hur. WCOM's over.

if at first you don't succeed, give up.

there's more to life than projects!

Mugging Begins Today

School's going to finish in 3 weeks. thereabouts. the library will be my quiet place. textbooks shall become my retreats. MeL will be my google.

recruiting study buddies. who's in?

Living on quotes.

"Nothing's wrong, just as long, as you know that someday i will."

- "Someday" by Nickelback

My inverse relationship with Interdisciplinary Studies

"i damn lazy to do IS prease"

Delve into me.

I am a son, and i admit that i am not always perfect. i would be my own nightmare if i were my own parent, but i try to be perfect. them saying virgos being perfectionists aren't too far off. but then again, i'm not into horoscopes.

I am a student, and i admit that i am not always perfect. i try to finish my homework but being lazy is so easy. i work hard and well under pressure but slack off speedily.

I am a classmate, and i admit i'm not always perfect. I don't contribute much to the class but i try to participate in class discussions. I try to make lessons more bearable. i think my class rocks, but how the hell do i express that?

I am a friend, and i admit i'm not always perfect. although keeping in touch and meeting up can be so taxing sometimes, i still do. because losing friends can cut like a knife. but i understand that people come and go. such is life.

I am a performer, and i admit i'm not always perfect. i enjoy myself when others enjoy themselves. there is much satisfaction in others' joy. some people dislike me for what i am, but hey, live your own life. carve out your own future. don't emulate others for fear that you lose yourself.

I am a coach, and i admit i'm not always perfect. i don't know everything but i impart what knowledge i have to those who require of it. always glad to help, because what you give will be returned in kind. there's more love in giving than receiving.

I am an inspiration, although i'm not always perfect. learn the good stuff from me, don't learn the bad stuff. like swearing sometimes. like being cynical sometimes. like being evil sometimes. i am not perfect.

but i try very hard.

My head is like a chinese finger trap.

Morbid as it sounds, it seems the harder i try to pull myself out of situation, it tighter it grips my soul. So i turn the tables and assimilate the conditions into my psyche. the massive down that consumed me the past week is no more, i have proven myself stronger than my negativity. sometimes one has to indulge to grow disgusted with one's self.

Apologies befuddled readers, my life has been interesting, but i humour myself by penning my thoughts down in riddles and rhetorics. something that hasn't occured to me in a while. so i won first runner up for BAsh it out 2, that's a free thirty bucks book voucher. whoopie, more literature to mess up my thoughts. i've also been invited to play a bigger part in BA. but my capacity demands it of me anyway.

my backlog increases itself inevitably. like a virus. i must exterminte the backlog tomorrow, must. mind over mind, like little factions playing soldiers in the battlefield of my brain matter.

i'm okay people. appreciate the love =) love you guys back!

i am my trauma.

i've fallen, and i can't comeback.
i've died, and everything is lost.

things elude me, i don't know why,
someday, i'll just break

and cry.

but my stoney disposition does not crack
it frustrates me so
to be unable to express
what stoppers itself within me

asking why.

my mind battles against me,
always.
an eternity in a single moment in time,
a brilliant splash of light,
inside the shell, which is me.

i'm way ahead of my mind.

pulled this out of my little book of poetry. yes, i do that from time to time.

"Staring into the chassis of my soul
Contemplating what it is to be
Fulfilled but yet still wanting
my heart, is far from free

a love that's full of meaning
so much, but unforgiving
we know just what they say
yet go into the fray

one can only go that far
its harder than they say
but men still soldier on
life happens everyday

so give life all you got
and go out with a bang
conclusion's left unknown
the chorus's underway

the bridge is left uncrossed
unseeing, unfeeling, un-thinking
then there will come a day
When i will find my way."

meds make time zip past.

i've lost both weight and time battling my flu. but i'm getting much better, and i should be good to go for my competition on Monday.

So Thursday and Friday came and went, Thursday was sleepy; Meds. I didn't sleep on Thursday though, Friday marks the end of LMS project, which was an AD performance in my honest opinion. Talcum powder in my hair and all... i hope breathing in excessive amounts of baby powder doesn't cause any repurcussions. Didn't slam anyone for their projects, because nobody slammed anyone. live and let live, i'd say, and its good.

i'm supposed to go cycling today, but i don't know what's coming out of it. no matter, i'm consuming my meds now; the sleeping effect seems to grip me like a vice.