Monday, June 28, 2010

Quiet quiet nights

i like quiet nights; i can think properly. i don't have to pretend to agree with someone or something; and i can be as un-PC as i want.

i like quiet nights. a lot.

The Econs paper was really a punch in the gut to tell me that I need to start studying. Apparently, last minute studying with friends (thank you Darius/Hannah/Wet/Hadi) just isn't going to cut it for As.

Plus, today blew my null hypothesis - Linosaurus is gifted at Humanities - clean out of the water, rejecting it firmly in favour of the alternative hypothesis - Oh crap.

it's also quiet nights like this that the little feelings bare themselves.

i really wish that you had been there for me when i needed you.
cause i was trying so, so, so so so hard to let you know that I needed you.
to tell you that I'm really scared and hurting inside
to tell you that I... that I... that I could lose her that very night.
to have someone to comfort me and hug me and to tell me:
"it's okay, brother, everything's going to be alright."
i've never said no when you asked for help, never turned away.
never couldn't be bothered or too lazy to love.

i know we all have our flaws, our limitations.
but maybe
just like how it might have been difficult for you that day
it might be difficult for me, just to forget the pain i felt that day.

but i'm really, really thankful to you for being there for me. you know who you are, you know i love you to bits. not because of just that occasion, but the sum of everything. i never told you this: that I don't think you're pretty. i think you're beautiful.

i like quiet nights.
or at least,
quiet nights like me.

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and yes, i think i like quiet nights.

Monday, June 21, 2010



What do you know, i can go a day with an ugly, insipid and useless filler blogpost sitting there.

just got a new keyboard and what better way to break it in (and to get used to the different spacings; one-year long habits are hard to break man) than to blog right?

went over to thomas' house today with Dionysus for swimming+mugging+watching of TTOTS. did the first, did the second, got halfway through the third before thomas and dionysus passed out from sheer boredom. i ended up doing normal distribution questions.

i got through 4 questions before i fell asleep from sheer boredom.

haven't been updating cause there's nothing really awesome and boomz to blog about i guess.

went camp-facilitating with hannah and weiyeat after 4 hours of sleep on friday. i can't have kids; they're just too boring after a while. and too high-pitched. i wanted to take a mallet and do some rather unpleasant things to some rather unpleasant, squeaky kids. i demand that we rid ourselves of them. or at least oil them.

i'm beginning to like this keyboard less and less and less. the letters don't come out as fast as i type and that kinda sucks cause then i have to type slower and that's just a major no-no-no.

boooooo.

okay i'm really tired so i think i'll go sleep. yay for another failblog update. this is like the previous post in that both are equally useless, except the other one was supposed to be useless.

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and yes i'm super damn tired now.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Filler Filler Filler

This is a filler post that I'm making now at 12.52AM so that tomorrow, I'll come and edit this.

because i know i won't be able to stand the thought of having a filler post for more than one day.

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and yes i'm sorta crazy

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Expectations and results

today was probably a good day to have low expectations.
nothing was fantastic.

council farewell was damn bleh. straight-forward, blunt and to the point. i'm honestly disappointed with how last minute it was. after all, it was definitely something that could wait; it is hardly as though we 7s are desperate to hang out. we already hang out, what's another chillaxation?

i really wish it could have been something nicer. not for me, but for others.
others who had expectations.

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and yes, i'm really tired.

Thursday, June 03, 2010

Of I and Buts

I style my hair
But I'm not good looking.

I play the piano and sing
But I'm not musically talented

I have the best friends in the world
But I'm not the best friend to them.

I have had someone die for me
But I won't even honour His name properly.

I will be the best I can.
because what's in bold reminds me
that there's so much more happiness out there that I can find
as I work to achieve my goals.

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and yes, it's sorta paradoxical ain't it?