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Friday, July 31, 2009
Well, one thing that seriously IRKS me right now is that the bloody posting for my blog is damn weird. For some reason the format got totally changed, now I can't use italics, bold, center positioning, etc etc. It's just one big text box. It's frustrating, where are all the mini things I can play with? I can't even add pics or anything anymore! *sigh*. This might all be because of my skin, but i really like it... :X
School so far's been, frankly, going by really fast. I mean, it's already the 5th week! Wow. And I probably don't listen to half the classes, (drawing and writing and stuff.) But by half I mean the lessons where the teachers can't teach, or don't teach. I mean seriously, We have one teacher who practically dosen't even bother asking our class to calm down, except maybe his outbursts of "SHUT UP!" or "GET BACK TO YOUR SEATS!" In which, after that he'll be complete calm. And our class would just continue making lots of noise.
I guess that's a good and bad thing. It's good cos well, I can slack without being reprimanded. It's bad cos I don't know what the crap is going on for A math. In retrospect, I guess I could just go all the way to the front and listen, but i probably would not be able to understand either, from what I can gather from his pathetic lessons, he just explains it (shallowly) and writes down the answer and makes us copy, then do the rest of the bleeding worksheet at home.
This is turning into a rant. Dang. Well, that's about it really. See you all soon.
School so far's been, frankly, going by really fast. I mean, it's already the 5th week! Wow. And I probably don't listen to half the classes, (drawing and writing and stuff.) But by half I mean the lessons where the teachers can't teach, or don't teach. I mean seriously, We have one teacher who practically dosen't even bother asking our class to calm down, except maybe his outbursts of "SHUT UP!" or "GET BACK TO YOUR SEATS!" In which, after that he'll be complete calm. And our class would just continue making lots of noise.
I guess that's a good and bad thing. It's good cos well, I can slack without being reprimanded. It's bad cos I don't know what the crap is going on for A math. In retrospect, I guess I could just go all the way to the front and listen, but i probably would not be able to understand either, from what I can gather from his pathetic lessons, he just explains it (shallowly) and writes down the answer and makes us copy, then do the rest of the bleeding worksheet at home.
This is turning into a rant. Dang. Well, that's about it really. See you all soon.
Sunday, July 26, 2009
I went to the Zone '09 last night, it was the first concert (Christian or not) that i've went to. Unless you count we will rock you, which was more of a musical. (HIllsong united concert sponsored by new creation church btw.)
It was... undescribable really. The sound reverbrating in your ribcage, making your whole body shake, the sensation of a thousand voices singing the same song, etc etc, it's really, quite amazing. However, it was wayyy too cramp, and during the sermon I had to sit on my friend, it was uncomfortable and awkward. In the end, we managed to move around, and I was stuck in a position that mimicked a permanent sit-up. Not comfortable at all, but the sermon was good, I guess.
Hillsong united sang, and they were really good. Once again, I really don't know what words to use to explain the awesomeosity(Yes I know it isn't a word.) of the concert. It might just be cos' it was my first one, but well, it was awesum.
There's nothing much else to say right now, 'cept that i'm at a loss on what to do for my physics project.
Peace - Hope Arise!
It was... undescribable really. The sound reverbrating in your ribcage, making your whole body shake, the sensation of a thousand voices singing the same song, etc etc, it's really, quite amazing. However, it was wayyy too cramp, and during the sermon I had to sit on my friend, it was uncomfortable and awkward. In the end, we managed to move around, and I was stuck in a position that mimicked a permanent sit-up. Not comfortable at all, but the sermon was good, I guess.
Hillsong united sang, and they were really good. Once again, I really don't know what words to use to explain the awesomeosity(Yes I know it isn't a word.) of the concert. It might just be cos' it was my first one, but well, it was awesum.
There's nothing much else to say right now, 'cept that i'm at a loss on what to do for my physics project.
Peace - Hope Arise!
Friday, July 17, 2009
Ah crap. I've been on Quarantine since... hmmm... Actually, the letter my school gave to me stated my LOA(Leave of absence) period was from last saturday, 11th. But i only got it on wed... halfway thru school O_o.
So anyway, at home, have more work than I thought, at least god gave me more time. Somehow hehe. Most of my homework done, all that's left is the ones I don't do on the computer. Oh well.
I've also been drawing abit. And well, I haven't drawn in a long time, and if my art was this bad last time, now it's this bad. D: So now my notebook has lots of Odd Art.
Welll. Not much to say concurrently, I'm just gonna go update my story.
Pace - Pace Everything
So anyway, at home, have more work than I thought, at least god gave me more time. Somehow hehe. Most of my homework done, all that's left is the ones I don't do on the computer. Oh well.
I've also been drawing abit. And well, I haven't drawn in a long time, and if my art was this bad last time, now it's this bad. D: So now my notebook has lots of Odd Art.
Welll. Not much to say concurrently, I'm just gonna go update my story.
Pace - Pace Everything
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
|I've decided to post all the poems here up till now, for everyone to see... I don't want them to die :X.
1. Disdain.
There is a city,
Somewhere in Mississippi,
A hidden city, which no one finds,
But merely step into it, blind.
There was once a man named Jake,
He came across this city,
On his way to a lake,
And realized, he wasn’t anymore in Mississippi!
The city was bright and the buildings tall
Everyone was happy; everyone was having a ball.
However, something was absurdly wrong in the town
Everything rhymed, every sound.
Novels, which he browsed in stores,
Conversations, which he heard in shores.
And even sound, like bada-bing-bada-boom
Little did he know, this was to be his doom.
He walked through the bizarre town full of alarming things
He even saw a man with a head shaped like a duckling
Confused, he rang the doorbell for a house.
“Hello, Hello? I am Jake, and am wearing a blouse.”
He had not intended to say that, but it seemed he HAD to rhyme.
The door opened, and a woman brought him in, looking at the time.
She turned to him, her face looking warm. “Would you like tea?”
“Yes. And for a side dish, bring me a pea.”
The woman turned and walked away. This was way too bizarre for Jake.
Maybe this was a dream, and everything here was fake.
He pinched himself, and oh did it hurt.
He gasped in pain, and grabbed his shirt.
The woman came in again, and said, “I’m sorry, there’s no more tea.”
“That’s okay. I just want to pee.”
Jake got up, and proceeded to the toilet, hands shaking with fear.
I’ve GOT TO GET OUT OF HERE!
What if I say something to rhyme but It comes out wrong.
Will I get beaten up? Will they sing me a song?!?!
What the??!? IT”S WORSENING! IT”S EVEN IN MY MIND!
Thinking of this, now Jake knew a escape path was his to find.
He ran out into the streets, and saw a sign, reading “Way out”.
He ran for the path, bumping into someone who screamed, “YOU LOUT!”
When he got out, he finally escaped, he stopped rhyming.
That was when he realized, a part of him actually liked it
He liked the rhyming and the bizarreness.
It gave life so much- Zest- so much- Uniqueness, instead of the usual grind.
Maybe his escape was really to the city of rhymes, and not to escape out of it.
Dosen’t everyone want to escape from normal life every now and then?
4. A sweet melancholy
Let me sing you a Sweet melancholy
Of the tale of an escapee
Her gullible heart was saddened
After the wound in her heart deepedend
A bird stuck in a cage, with its wings clipped.
Her sense of trust totally flipped.
Her only guiding light- Her only sibling.
A short nudge on the winding road to - death - was singing.
The cage was torn asunder
But this was a gargantuan blunder
Disdain,Disdain
Oh the pain, that comes from the word,
Disdain.
The word caused slavery to be rife
and with little care for life
Heroines which you all know well
Tried to fell these problems
However this was not to be
As you can see
Disdain still happens.
Disdain wasn't against the law
Though it led to many mini wars
What on earth has our world come to?
People have lost social ingenuinty.
Their respect for each other lost
Disdain is rampant in New York City
And ah, so high is the cost.
Disdain, Disdain,
How In-Humane.
2. The Recorder
I have an old recorder
3.The Rhyming City2. The Recorder
I have an old recorder
who's behaviour's kind of queer
listens to hardly any order
and speaks like a seer
It's more or less at home
sitting down and passing the time
it speaks the same lines again and again
and is not much taller than a gnome.
Luckily, it never does any crime
and advising others is its game.
This old recorder, really is a recorder
It never steps out of place,
Repeats the same lines day and night
every time in a different order.
A smile is frequently on its face,
And resents every fight.
But alas, it does forget
sometimes what people do say.
A thousand faces it has met
but most forgotten in a day.
Oh this old recorder, i really do love it so
But it's part of high maintainence
and i have to bend low
But still, it isn't there for my convenience
It's one thing that i love alot!
There is a city,
Somewhere in Mississippi,
A hidden city, which no one finds,
But merely step into it, blind.
There was once a man named Jake,
He came across this city,
On his way to a lake,
And realized, he wasn’t anymore in Mississippi!
The city was bright and the buildings tall
Everyone was happy; everyone was having a ball.
However, something was absurdly wrong in the town
Everything rhymed, every sound.
Novels, which he browsed in stores,
Conversations, which he heard in shores.
And even sound, like bada-bing-bada-boom
Little did he know, this was to be his doom.
He walked through the bizarre town full of alarming things
He even saw a man with a head shaped like a duckling
Confused, he rang the doorbell for a house.
“Hello, Hello? I am Jake, and am wearing a blouse.”
He had not intended to say that, but it seemed he HAD to rhyme.
The door opened, and a woman brought him in, looking at the time.
She turned to him, her face looking warm. “Would you like tea?”
“Yes. And for a side dish, bring me a pea.”
The woman turned and walked away. This was way too bizarre for Jake.
Maybe this was a dream, and everything here was fake.
He pinched himself, and oh did it hurt.
He gasped in pain, and grabbed his shirt.
The woman came in again, and said, “I’m sorry, there’s no more tea.”
“That’s okay. I just want to pee.”
Jake got up, and proceeded to the toilet, hands shaking with fear.
I’ve GOT TO GET OUT OF HERE!
What if I say something to rhyme but It comes out wrong.
Will I get beaten up? Will they sing me a song?!?!
What the??!? IT”S WORSENING! IT”S EVEN IN MY MIND!
Thinking of this, now Jake knew a escape path was his to find.
He ran out into the streets, and saw a sign, reading “Way out”.
He ran for the path, bumping into someone who screamed, “YOU LOUT!”
When he got out, he finally escaped, he stopped rhyming.
That was when he realized, a part of him actually liked it
He liked the rhyming and the bizarreness.
It gave life so much- Zest- so much- Uniqueness, instead of the usual grind.
Maybe his escape was really to the city of rhymes, and not to escape out of it.
Dosen’t everyone want to escape from normal life every now and then?
4. A sweet melancholy
Let me sing you a Sweet melancholy
Of the tale of an escapee
Her gullible heart was saddened
After the wound in her heart deepedend
A bird stuck in a cage, with its wings clipped.
Her sense of trust totally flipped.
Her only guiding light- Her only sibling.
A short nudge on the winding road to - death - was singing.
The cage was torn asunder
But this was a gargantuan blunder
And the irony of it all;
was that she would fall.
In the midst of all the strife,
is that her only hope was the one who had raised the knife.
Why was a monster spawned from hope?
And gave her pain with which she could not cope?
Greed was her hope's wrong.
Money is the evil of this song.
~Let me sing you a sweet melancholy~
5. The Field
There is a field,
Where dreams become reality.
But it has been sealed away.
They were caught for felony a few times,
But that created more enzymes! (Protease, Maltase, Lipase!)
Then they were eaten by a killer whale,
But when they went inside it was a – Robinson’s Sale!
Then they fought zapping transformers,
Which they beat with lawn mowers!
At long last, they reached the gate of fate,
Which brought them to the field.
Ms. Universe was waving in her corner,
We had to show some appeal.
This was our field!
It was green!
But now, it’s just a dream!
6. Someone i don't know
There's this person,
Is what i do.
7.The Plunge
There you are, standing on the edge of the water.
Anxious on how or when to dive.
But steel your heart, lest it may falter.
Go ahead; jump in, once you have that Drive.
No matter if the water is cool to the skin,
Or hot to the feel, It does not matter, running away here is a sin.
So break free from the shackles of fear,
And let everything click into place, like a gear.
Do not be afraid; greet the water with open arms,
For the pressure it presses onto you are good alms.
But know your limit, do not delve into too deep,
And if you need to, go up to breath, lest you weep.
This plunge is one that we all take,
The true magic here is to find the courage to plunge,
To dive deeper into the water, and face your fears.
Don’t stand on the fence, go onto either side.
Dive into the water. Take the plunge. Do not be afraid.
8.
This poem is just below this post, so yeah.
was that she would fall.
In the midst of all the strife,
is that her only hope was the one who had raised the knife.
Why was a monster spawned from hope?
And gave her pain with which she could not cope?
Greed was her hope's wrong.
Money is the evil of this song.
~Let me sing you a sweet melancholy~
5. The Field
There is a field,
Where dreams become reality.
But it has been sealed away.
Oh, what a tragedy …
This is a tale of four men.
And their adventure to reveal this mystery
Ventured through many lands, and even got a tan,
Kicked dodo birds out of history! (Literally!)
Crossed deserts and mountains,
And even saw unicorns drinking booze from magical fountains!
(Fantasy! Fantasy! Fantasy!)
This is a tale of four men.
And their adventure to reveal this mystery
Ventured through many lands, and even got a tan,
Kicked dodo birds out of history! (Literally!)
Crossed deserts and mountains,
And even saw unicorns drinking booze from magical fountains!
(Fantasy! Fantasy! Fantasy!)
They were caught for felony a few times,
But that created more enzymes! (Protease, Maltase, Lipase!)
Then they were eaten by a killer whale,
But when they went inside it was a – Robinson’s Sale!
Then they fought zapping transformers,
Which they beat with lawn mowers!
At long last, they reached the gate of fate,
Which brought them to the field.
Ms. Universe was waving in her corner,
We had to show some appeal.
This was our field!
It was green!
But now, it’s just a dream!
6. Someone i don't know
There's this person,
Who's always at the same place,
at the same cafe, at the same time,
I think i've seen her commiting arson,
but that person dosen't intertwine with this one's face,
who's innocently sitting there, flipping a dime.
Intricate patterns always fill her eyes,
Deep, lost, forgotten, somehow she resembles me.
She's always staring pensively into the sky,
Looking at things i can't see.
Interstingly familiar, her behaviour.
I'm sure i've encountered it before.
For sure she's no saviour.
And thinking who she is makes my brain sore.
Just who is this woman?
And why does she seem so far, yet so near.
Everytime i approached her, she seemed to be finished.
Everytime i approached her, she seemed to be finished.
And left.
The next day she would return, when i did.
And would order coffee, when i did.
She's too familiar to me.
What she does for me to see.
Is what i do.
7.The Plunge
There you are, standing on the edge of the water.
Anxious on how or when to dive.
But steel your heart, lest it may falter.
Go ahead; jump in, once you have that Drive.
No matter if the water is cool to the skin,
Or hot to the feel, It does not matter, running away here is a sin.
So break free from the shackles of fear,
And let everything click into place, like a gear.
Do not be afraid; greet the water with open arms,
For the pressure it presses onto you are good alms.
But know your limit, do not delve into too deep,
And if you need to, go up to breath, lest you weep.
This plunge is one that we all take,
The true magic here is to find the courage to plunge,
To dive deeper into the water, and face your fears.
Don’t stand on the fence, go onto either side.
Dive into the water. Take the plunge. Do not be afraid.
8.
This poem is just below this post, so yeah.
So Anyway, besides the poem recap, I just went for the SYF gold with honours SHOWCASE today, and well, I've gotta say i'm unimpressed. D:< The first play was about asian values and I thought that was really bad. I won't say which school for fear of.. implying anything. (But i've already done that, no?) The rest were... Okay... But were lackluster in a right. I semi-enjoyed it. The only very good thing was that I skeeped classes ;D.
Going off to play Dotar. Bye bye.
Peace - Poems
Going off to play Dotar. Bye bye.
Peace - Poems
Friday, July 10, 2009
Let me go.
Let me go away.
Let me off early.
These iron bars dampen my vision.
The birds soar outside in the clear blue sky.
And here I am, thinking 'why'.
The incident was hard to remember, even harder to forget.
My heart was racing, my mind dead set.
I risked my life,
I lost my freedom.
And the one under my knife,
is free to pursue wisdom.
Regret is an acquaintance
Hatred walks with me.
Disdain seeks maintenance
Anger for all the world to see.
I do not want such a fate.
I beg to be set free.
I Hate to conform.
I need to rebel.
But that's why I'm in this predicament anyway.
Let me go away.
Let me off early.
These iron bars dampen my vision.
The birds soar outside in the clear blue sky.
And here I am, thinking 'why'.
The incident was hard to remember, even harder to forget.
My heart was racing, my mind dead set.
I risked my life,
I lost my freedom.
And the one under my knife,
is free to pursue wisdom.
Regret is an acquaintance
Hatred walks with me.
Disdain seeks maintenance
Anger for all the world to see.
I do not want such a fate.
I beg to be set free.
I Hate to conform.
I need to rebel.
But that's why I'm in this predicament anyway.
There, posted a poem. Lamentation.
Anyway, I've got practically no homework this weekend, besides the fact that I need to catch up on my studies ALOT. My form teacher blew up at the class in the morning, but I've really gotten used to it. He does it alot, we being a lazy class and he being an over-achiever. I mean, He's a good form teacher and all, but not the right one for my class really.
I've no other updates concurrently. My life right now is like a river, flowing it's boring, ultimately never-changing course. However, I'm going cosfest VIII tmrw, so that's something to be happy about. So, i'll post soon! Bye.
Btw, visit my online story. http://forums.deletionquality.net/showthread.php?t=6055 It's up to chapter 23 or 24, and yeah. Go check it out if you have the time.
Peace - Let me go.
Anyway, I've got practically no homework this weekend, besides the fact that I need to catch up on my studies ALOT. My form teacher blew up at the class in the morning, but I've really gotten used to it. He does it alot, we being a lazy class and he being an over-achiever. I mean, He's a good form teacher and all, but not the right one for my class really.
I've no other updates concurrently. My life right now is like a river, flowing it's boring, ultimately never-changing course. However, I'm going cosfest VIII tmrw, so that's something to be happy about. So, i'll post soon! Bye.
Btw, visit my online story. http://forums.deletionquality.net/showthread.php?t=6055 It's up to chapter 23 or 24, and yeah. Go check it out if you have the time.
Peace - Let me go.
Monday, July 6, 2009
So here I am, at home. Blogging when my friends are at sentosa like, volleyball-ing or swimming or eating pizza.
I'm gonna eat pizza in an hour or so, so I don't miss out on the pizza part buttt.... :3
So I stay at home to do my homework, I've probably got 10-20 questions of A math on my side, not to mention some other things i'll have to check my note book for.
Right now i'm going to have some early morning dotar (not so early anymore) sessions with my other friends. I'm actually quite happy for this holiday. I can slack, but I gotta finish homework. Sigh...
Wish me luck, I suck at A math. lol. Will post again soon! Gotta post a poem, haven't done that in foreva.
-Mugyuuuu.
I'm gonna eat pizza in an hour or so, so I don't miss out on the pizza part buttt.... :3
So I stay at home to do my homework, I've probably got 10-20 questions of A math on my side, not to mention some other things i'll have to check my note book for.
Right now i'm going to have some early morning dotar (not so early anymore) sessions with my other friends. I'm actually quite happy for this holiday. I can slack, but I gotta finish homework. Sigh...
Wish me luck, I suck at A math. lol. Will post again soon! Gotta post a poem, haven't done that in foreva.
-Mugyuuuu.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Hai. This is the creator of this here blog. I'm checking in after quite the very long. Yeah.
I'll be updating once again, ignore the post below this, i'm definitely gonna update now. Don't worries, people who read this, I know not many, but what the hey.
-Mugyuu.
I'll be updating once again, ignore the post below this, i'm definitely gonna update now. Don't worries, people who read this, I know not many, but what the hey.
-Mugyuu.