Saturday, June 30, 2007
P2 Pets Day
It was P2 Pets Day in school. 9th working day (non-inclusive of courses) and I am finally involved in a real activity. Resident Giraffe of the day was in charge of "other unique animals." Singing along and playing the maracas with the teachers for the P2's was fun. I just wished I had more photos. Had fun, enough said ;)
Life as a CCPE has been fruitful so far. Theres a long list of activites for Term3. Let it all unfold graciously now.
Oher then the working world, the rest is in quite a mess. The pocket is always empty nowadays. I really wonder why =P Rose is due for her bike check up soon. She needs fresh lubs as well as fresh race tyres. Wonder from which part of the empty pocket I shall dig from.
Have been sustaining for quite a while. Yet I was weak and let out a sms to my eyecandy. Maybe, it is just that. Just an eyecandy from the start. Heh. Oh well, time to move on *looks ahead*
Ive been tryin to collate alot of pictures. & I think tmrw I will be posting quite a handful of it. Heh if Im in the mood of course. I want to rekindle the good moments. I want the flow of imagination to never stop. But nothing never fails to cease. Period.
The feeling to blog is so so much different now from back then & whenever...
when darkness turns to light @ 1:54 am
Sunday, June 24, 2007
in control
I have been adorningly staring at my L7 of late. Just have been mesmerised every time. & yet I am still in control. I have not let slip a signal to her. In control of the good or bad, I just aint sure, for now. The more I am restraining the urge, the bigger the setbacks it seems. I just cant break out of this bad teenanger habit of mine. I really wonder why I just cant break the precarious bad habit.
Tomorrow is Monday. Brand new start to the academic semester. Lets just see whats in store for me aight.
MotoGP Sunday has been a routine so far, whenever it is on schedule. Will be with the normal dudes, or rather just 1 dude. Haha. This is one type of blood there runs deeper then water though no family ties (",)
All of this I think should suffice to restrain me from the urge.
when darkness turns to light @ 5:21 pm
Saturday, June 23, 2007
sms
Fuzzy. Blurry. Seeing things in wavy distortion. No real recollection what so ever. My eyelids peered opened to a frenzy overload of information that has been whizzing in my brain through out the past 12hr ++ or so...
Was I sleeping ? or was it due to some medical ailment I am experiencing. More then 12hr of sleep, or should I say unconsciousness, and yet I am still reeling from the dizzy spells. A total Knock Out it was, admittably.
The main train of thought when I was fully aware of my surroundings were how HUGE I had the urge to sms someone. I really really want to. I am wary. I am afraid. I am having still much of the dillusion that I experienced a few weeks back. The gulp, it is still stuck in my throat. Very clear the feeling and very vivid still the advise from faj. I should just keep it that way, right ?
The urge...it is
GIGANTIC...
just a small small "helu" sms...
would that be too muchhh ?
when darkness turns to light @ 9:31 am
Friday, June 22, 2007
GEEE!!!
*blows the dust off the blog*As much as I would have loved to update, I cant seem to. Hah...No-brainer in fact but well ive been out of inspiration of late. We will just see, maybe today's entry will spark something off...
CCPE life since 12 May has been fabulous to say the least. & ever since 12th May, I had wanted to list down the stories that were contained in my memory cells. Great & hysterical stories of my new 'family' & with many many pictures too...
That perhaps though ...would be for another day.
The next biggest thing AND the main reason Im updating today is....
I MISS MY LONG HAIR!!!
GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
when darkness turns to light @ 1:38 am
Friday, June 01, 2007
Summary of May
Just what do you write when everything whizzes you by at an extremely zany pace. How then do you pen your memories, from the clouds of thoughts to the reels of movies from the eyes to the stroage bank of your brain. How does one ensure that what has passed would be remembered as the days pass you by...
A very weird weird dream shook me up from the slumber of sleep yesterday afternoon. I was awoken to the beads of sweat profusely trickling down my face. It was almost very factual, very vague and seemingly very real. A nightmarish experience even. When I thought of it carefully, my dream seemed more like a future chain of events running in sequence with me, from a 3rd person's view. I could even see myself in the dream and at times I was transported to the me in my dream, and after certain scenes, there I was back in the director seat watching it all unfold.
May has passed by with such tremendous gusto. Whirlwinds of events just blew me along and settled me at the start of June. Yet many occasions in May, time was excruciatingly slow in motion. There I would be just staring into an emptiness, into a stark blank of lights that radiate upon my sleepy eyes. Almost every instance I am at the office, would such a scene be played out. & everytime the eyes shut, the sandman came to play.
The sticky feeling on the skin has yet to linger off. To the discerning eye, one could even spot still droplets of sweat on the opened pore skin. Its been several hours. Scientifically, a day has even passed by and yet the truckload of information is still driving around aimlessly in my head, unable to be digested into proper binary digits for the super computer to comprehend. Was it really just a dream ? Is it really a future chain of events ? As the sweat continues to evaporate off the steaming skin caused by the fury of hot blood gushing around the body system, chunks of data and memory of that nightmarish dream fade away fast and far. For truly, does the brain want to comprehend it all....
MAY.
May...May...May....
Can I still take the stroll around the garden with an empty train of thought ?
Can I... Can I ?
when darkness turns to light @ 2:10 am
