Another poem

Here's another poem

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The Black Rainbow

Look at the black rainbow,
(To admire?)
Silhouetted against the greying sky,
Without its pot of gold.

Life's monochrome
Without love.

I got a hole in my heart, but it was patched up.

That's true, by the way. And it's not some emo thing.

Speaking of holes, those hungry ghosts will soon burn a huge hole in the ozone layer. Walking around and seeing aunties throwing paper in a burning bin, with no qualms about doing evil to the environment. Well I use more electricity than them so I can't complain on behalf of the environment I guess. And I like reading books which uses paper "like free", so yeah, someone else has to be the environmental activist. But I'll complain about your little fires anyway. Aiden

Most of the mock exams are over, I did them all in some stone mood, without a care for being meticulous like I usually do. It's tiring, strangely, sitting at a seat writing on some paper.

And we get all worked up and frustrated,
Just for a few pieces of paper,
In the month of October.

No not a haiku that one. But you can regard it as a poem if you want.

What's nice thing around this period is the preparation for Teachers' Day. Though it consumes much time and all, I must say that music takes your mind of things. Especially if you are the one doing the music. And Yane I really must thank you for your hard work, I can see the effort you are putting in into coordinating everything and trying to get this project to go. We all appreciate it.

Just hope that I can balance the time up to the Prelims, so I can go to a good JC for the first three months. Pray, yeah! And these exams are just pimpling my face up.

lonely blogging night

another post meant for the weekend. if you see my English degenerating and fragments all over the place, I'm sorry. a paragraph for each day.

Friday was the Chinese 'O' Level Oral. Emman and I listened to MP3 to relax and sang in the waiting room and woke the whole world up. After that slacked in the canteen, then later met Josiah, who told me what he just got for his b'dae, same as me, iPod Nano. Then he asked me what was my iPod's name, and told me his (sorry I forgot me the self-centred person!). For some reason I just said Trevor. So there it is, Trevor!

Saturday was the Fire Conference. Really good spiritually for me. Got to meet Dan again before he goes back. Still on crutches the poor boy. Pray for him everyone! Stupid Sam and Daryl didn't come. Only Jonathan and Andy and 1 of the other gang. Royston was there too. And everyone and anyone. Saw Benedict from school and chinese class apparently Joel brought him.

Sunday was do lots of homework day plus amah's b'dae celebration. Good Ta Yi went to treat everyone to sakura buffet opposite Parkway there. Had a lot of fun with cousins and got bloated to the max. Strangely, met Charles in Parkway. Wearing the cool stuff as usual. He was deep in thought apparently, cause I called out to him and he didn't seem to hear, then I went quite close to him and waved in his face and he was quite shocked and sprung backwards. Haha.

Monday was Youth Day. Felt "past my prime" as it was no holiday, it was mugging day again. Later in the afternoon had bio tuition, then went to visit the other amah, and sis got new handphone. 3G, Camera, on a P6 girl! And I don't even have infra-red.

Tuesday is today. And I sit blogging on this lonely night with silent contacts on MSN.

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If I could be a person who could play in a band and make my own albums, perhaps one of them would be called Signs and Syndromes, a little something from bio. But cool huh? Too bad I'm a noob, and when I'm bored with the summary question I've been staring at for so long, I think of haikus. Then a haiku rampage ensues.

Gaming
"I own j00!" they scream,
they go search for meaning in
this pointless pwnage.

Haiku Writing
more random haikus
using sesquipedalian
words of no wisdom

Nanny State
The paradox of
political correctness,
hypocritical.

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mocked up exams are coming. continue to play hangman with me Ming Hao.

random haiku

this is my story
conceptualisation of
the bildungsroman

FNORD

Oh, ignore that. Just something from a game I play
http://www.kingdomofloathing.com/