Tuesday, October 25, 2005

I want know, how to take off my mask, to show you who I am, and what I really feel. But I think, I've forgotten how.

Hey peeps. I wanted to post yesterday, but the internet screwed up on me, and I lost the nice long entry I typed out. Sucky, ne? *Sigh* I wonder how many of you still bother to see whether I update my blog. It's been what, two months? Maybe more. Heh. I'm too lazy to put up a tagboard so I don't and can't know anyway. =P Haha.

Screw. I'm feeling really tired. I wonder why.

Last week o' school already. The last week for 1B/05 to be a class.

"LET'S GO, BANANAS, LET'S GO!" Yea, way to go girls. I'm actually glad (for the 1st time this year) that there was PE. Running together as a class, was pretty enlightening. Love the way we encouraged each other and ran as a group. I'm proud of us, we were the last to start, but first to end, even pulling quite a way ahead from the other classes. We were so much more enthu too. Mag, you were hyper weren't you? Hahaha... =D Lynnette, go work out a bit more this hols, 'kay? Don't die when we go back for PE (read: killer class with teachers who are out to get us all).

We got back our (kinda finalised) year-end results today. 'm quite happy with them. Expected it to go a lot worse. I really wasn't working as hard as I should've for the promos. Yep. Gonna aim for Phys, Chem, MEP and Geog combi if you didn't already know. I hope I get to be in the same class as you guys. x) Can't imagine a class without you.

SF6's gonna be split. But we'll still SF6. We'll keep the atomic spirit alive. =) Yup.

I'm becoming incoherent. And still feeling morbid, so that isn't really helping.

'Kay, shall stop confusing you guys, so I'll part with a few of my more recent poems. If you've any comments on these (rather depressing and sucky) poems, just talk to me on MSN or something. =)

Cracking (27/09/05)
How much can one take
before they start to crack?
How much can one bear
before they started to snap?

We are resilient,
forever bouncing back,
from stress and pain.
But how much can one take?
before they start to crack?

My mask (25/10/05) Feeling Morbid and Tired
The mask I wear,
has always been
there.

The mask I wear,
feels like my
salvation.

The mask I wear,
it is my
identity?

The mask I wear,
has numbed my
emotions.

The mask I wear,
is becoming
permanent.

I want to stop,
wearing the
mask.

I want to stop,
pretending to be
someone I’m not.

But.
I think I’ve
forgotten how.

The Sandman (25/10/05)
Eyes droop shut,
fighting against
the Sandman.

Slogging through
the night against,
the Sandman.

Wanting to comply,
yet still must fight,
the Sandman.

Finally I can,
let him take me,
that Sandman.

(This is the one I did for LA so it's probably much less depressing than the others)

The Might of the Sea (23/9/2005)
Great winds beneath the surface,
vast and untamed.
We’ve always desired that power,
that of the wondrous blue.

So many secrets
it contains.
Too many, countless
and feared.

Crashing of waves
on the sand.
Changing always,
the coasts and lands.

The essence of life,
always flowing,
never-ending.

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That's all for now. Cya... *Tired grin*