Because I know you’re upset, and I am too, and ultimately it has progressed even beyond our ability to do much about anything other than wait.

And pray.

Currently Listening To: Bodies – Robbie Williams

Being in the middle of the pack gives no room for slacking up, for the only way is up. If I go down it’ll be all over. There’s no such thing as looking at the bright side when you’re struck down to rock bottom, because in this case being at the rock bottom is not an option. I wouldn’t know how else to deal with mere dismal results, except for just sucking it up, clenching my teeth and struggling on.

On an uneven playing field, what would you do the level the odds in your favour?

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Thunderstorms and lightnings with cold wind is nice, but not when it’ll wet my wound thus making it more difficult for me to walk.

On hindsight, it’ll be nice to have a good pair of speakers to give me my quality music, but sigh, I just don’t have the money to invest in one. And it’s not really like I’m listening to a lot of music nowadays. Surprising how academia just takes up so much of your time (life).

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I’m just average. So so. Alright la.

Why is the guy sitting beside me typing emo stuff? I dont get him at all.

Currently Listening To: Glamorous – Fergie

I need to finish up my presentation slides, and start working hard at my essays. Work is piling up and honestly at the end I realised I would have barely no time to study before the start of exams. School is certainly no walk in the park.

Yikes!!

18th october is a special day.

For what? For the day that I did something for the first time.

This season turns out to be a not so good one for Liverpool. Another loss to Sunderland, and the title race realistically seems over and it is only October.

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On a sidenote, Nessa and I decided to play scrabble cuz we were bored out of our minds and on the first round she owned my ass spelling WHEEZE  and continued to periodically do so till the end of the game. At the end there was no doubt who was the English major and who was the chem engin major.

Ahhh damn. I love you dear!

Sometimes i feel myself getting upset so incredibly quickly that it even astounds me. I don’t know why I feel this way, but I don’t like it. I should have more control over my emotions.

Good night world.

Currently Listening To: For the Love of God – Steve Vai

Perhaps its unimaginable, but my mood was greatly affected by the grade I got back for my first assignment. Although its not as though as I put in tremendous effort, but its more like I actually put in some effort and thought into for once. And its not like the module is extremely hard either, so anything other than an A is purely unacceptable. School isn’t a walk in the park today as I found out, much to my detriment.

I think I might be starting to feel a little overwhelmed with work. This sucks.

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My head hurts again. Fuck.

Currently Listening To: Uprising – Muse

Hopefully I remember and engrave it into the core of my soul.

There’s no time left for regrets, and the only way is forward. To keep hurtling and never to look back and to make the best out of what I have.

Grant me wisdom, the insight to see what others cannot.

WHOA ASSIGNMENT(S)!!!

Currently Listening To: Awakening – Switchfoot

In class assignment: To write a 80 word paragraph that is made up of only 1 syllable words. The topic to write about is your favourite person/activity. Well since my friends said it was pretty good and they liked it, I figured I should put it up here just for memories’ sake.

Yet once more I’m called to come up with lines to form my style to their rules. What they claim is a test of my skills. Held back by rules, I have no qualms if I were to walk out of class right now. Why am I still here? It is not me to stay if I feel wronged. At the ten of two, and yet still so long left to go. I will break free. One of these days. O Muse! Where are thou?

[edit] I realised after that through editing I could have ended it differently it, just to cater to people who didn’t like Shakespearean english.  At the ten of two, and yet still so long left to go. Fight or flight? I will break free. One of these days.

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My roomie is singing outta his ipod and he sounds like a dying bird. And it totally kills my mood for editing and finalising my article for submission.

P.S. I actually hate craft of writing but damn! Its got to be my best and most entertaining tutorial every week.