22 May 2009

the day before yesterday, i was writing what i could recall on Harrison Bergeron. i was cracking my brain trying to remember evidence i could use from the text for Holes. Julius Caesar seriously sounded greek to me. trying to read between the spaces of the letters of every verse that comes to memory. then, my temperature rose. my central nervous system began buzzing like a machinery that needed some grease. then the ticking of clocks ten miles away rang in my ears. i was turning into vapour. evapourising. my palms held snow but it was summer in my head. i should've seen the signs. when the sound of me deteriorated at sunrise and oxygen supplies ran low. keeping my sanity was beyond my grasps.

yesterday, i entered the same atmosphere. except. nothing felt better. my temperature rose before i held the carbon and my oxygen levels were way below regulated levels. i sat by sun rise, trying to find that missing folder in my hard drive of yesterday's well over burnt midnight oil. the ordeal had passed. and it is as if i had been brainwashed entirely. not a speck of fragments in my memory can tell me what happened withing those dark menacing hours.

today, the haunting seconds of the silent nights of early morning went missing again. i kept them in a jar. poked air hole. and even gave them cookies. my skull did make impact every five seconds of the day. i popped it in hoping it goes down without resistance. rewrote what has passed and destroyed the very foundation of it all.

tomorrow, normality was restored to what had been the three days destruction of myself. i wore my armour, sharpened my sword and charged my steed. but it wasn't until the battlement was done that the fool came to surface.

the day after tomorrow goes on.


17 May 2009


06 May 2009

i need to do my MORAL PROJECT
and finish it asap
then i need to do my Add Math's project
and finish that too
after that i need to train for my taekwondo competition
which for your information is slotted between my diagnostic
which is in bout 1 week plus time
then i'd have to study for bio
and make my sucky marks better
and i'd have to rekindle my add maths form4
cuz i have practically FORGOTTEN everything
then i have to memorize all my moral NILAI
and not forgetting the kata kunci
and i have to improve my BM
which is worst than a standard 1's BM
i need to do something out my drowning physics
cuz i used to do so well in it
and i need to get my sejarah up a notch
though all these people are dead
they're gonna determine if i get an A1 or not
so screw them damn it
then i have to refresh my page on chemistry
the folders in my brain has been cobwebbed

i have issues with myself

i need to upgrade my system
people all using vista
and i'm still using windows 98

02 May 2009




i've got a very awesome story line i thought of today
but i have to study

sickening internet connection

someone right now is looking pretty tired
staring at every line of bullshit
that comes by em'
someone right now is wondering why they'd do this
to walk every street
and not no where to go
and someone right now is sleeping in the darkness
while his neighbour downstairs is sick and tired
wondering where his car went
someone right now is sick and is tired
of being sick and tired of every single shit
tossed right in his face
someone right now is bleeding in his apartment
while his brother's pacing out
with his loot under his coat

stop bugging me
Linkin Park fans ur Shinoda Art of urselves will come soon enough
i'll do after diagnostic
i need to bring up my grades
first come first serve basis...xD
i'll give u the original damn worry

Shindo Art list
01. Alice
02. Joshua
03. Weng Lian [fish]
04. Brian
05. Benjamin [robot]
06. Grace
07. Lancer
08. Frit
09. Ling Ling
10. Heng Hao [frog]
11. West
12. Carrie
13. Ed
14. Edd
15. Justin
16. Esther Lim

**Matt you gotta buy me the a plain WHITE shoe of ur size of you want your shoe design**

do be patient ppl.
the list is long and i have other things besides making shinoda art on my peeps.

i'm scared just typing out the list ><

what to write what to write


i've got nothing to write
ou well...