Life is too short to be small.

A top Song to End the Month s2

Jason Derulo Getaway

Take Your time and Listen, some of you could relate to this.

The Week Ahead of Me...

Honestly.. I'm absolutely fucked for next week, please mind the language, I'm just fucking stressed out.

The full of effect of year 12 is starting to get to me. Mid Year Chemistry Exam in about 2 weeks, I'm not fully prepared.

The week ahead, Methods SAC and Further SAC, which both, I'm fucked for.

Further teacher seriously, is S-H-I-T. She can't teach, and I don't know whats going on, I have to self-teach myself in order to learn.

Fuck This Shit.

What's to come.

I'm afraid of the near future, afraid of methods.

Today at tutor, my mind had a complete melt-down.

A Complete BRAIN-FUCK.

Screw this !

Anything to do with screws, forget it.

I'm the master of stripping screws and I can do nothing about it.

Its frustrating, but oh wells, at least my dad can get them out!

luckily..

Appearances

So I got my haircut on Friday & already, I've been told I look like a kid.

Damn haircuts, short hair apparently makes me look really young, so I suppose I should stick to long hair!

So saddening, that I look so young, but I will have the final laugh!

While you wrinkle, I'll be young looking with supple skin haha.

Okay, this has got to be the gayest blog I have made.

Peace out.

Moon vs Sun

I Wouldn't Mind if this was a daily spectacle,

Within the cold breeze of winter,

But its not, its dull, its wet,

Leaves brown and ugly.

Its not beautiful, not even close,

But if it were true,

The moon battling the sun,

For the position in the sky,

I'd definitely always hold my head up high.

Cold Air

Damn, its so cold,

Hands are freezing.

Finger tips white as snow,

Body beneath 3 layers of clothes.

Birds barely in the air,

Nothing but fallen leaves,

Like fallen soldiers,

In fallen snow.

Magic!

If only I could magically transform my Civic into that :(

My Friend

Although the signs point to no,

Theres nothing stopping you,

From something that might grow,

You might end up feeling brand new.

Its a chance you ought to take,

My friend, don't let it bring you down,

We'll all be here even if you go through heartache,

Let us all turn that frown around.

I Choose You, Then Blame.

You always do this, not once or twice, but ALWAYS. Its fucking annoying. You always give someone else the task, and when they do something wrong, even if its a small problem, you blame them and take it to the next level. Calling them useless, constantly repeating the problem, as if once isn't enough to get the message across. Instead of blaming, why don't you try accomplish your own tasks, fuck, you think you're king or something.

Positivity

They say positive thinking goes far,

It is true what they say, indeed it does,

it does wonders for the mind, body & soul.

Not only is it interpersonal,

a positive ambiance, glow or shine,

its contagious, people around you slowly shine as well.

Today, we visited the Carlton Brewery, pretty cool I must say, the smell of warm beer filled the room, that was disgusting. But the sounds of glass knocking together, filling of beer and bottle caps being placed on top was quite interesting. The spectacle of MILLIONS! of beer bottles being transferred from one side of the factory to the other was simply amazing, mankind has seriously outdone itself, you could say we're too advanced for our own good!

I must say, the downside to today was... ONE period of class after the excursion, what downer! and also... this person who I must say, probably has had a grudge on me since year 7. I don't even know what I've done! Oh wells, they obviously haven't taken the time to know me, and to even say Singapore is a state of Malaysia? PLEASEEEEEEE, if Singapore was a state of Malaysia, please tell me why Singapore is classified as a COUNTRY, use logic when you speak and then everyone will be happy.

As an ending;

"A smile may last a while on a face, but a smile is everlasting in the heart"

A While Back.

I sit here, picturing my future,

It's still not clear,

An unpolished diamond,

Within the midst of laughter and tears.

I'm not sure, what is that asked of me,

Am I supposed to sit here, Dreaming?

Watch a snail crawl along,

Leaving a trail, in the sun glistening.

You can imagine, A sorrowful smile,

Desperate to search and capture,

A life yet to fulfil,

Staring blankly at a mirror with fractures.

Pieces falling off, one by one,

You could already say,

The man ontop, The supremacy,

Has already won.

Dictator of minds, but not soul,

Nor has he captured my heart,

I Will live, life as it is,

Please, do not tear it apart.

Sweat

I feel extremely normal, when I do my nightly routine of 30mins work out.

The ab crunches, the bicep curls, the variations of push ups.

Eventually breaking a sweat, eventually feeling human again.

What lays in front of us

At the sight of Love, do you choose to run away and act as a coward?

or face it, and nurture it so it loves you back?

Time

We choose not to speak of evil, but yet we choose to speak of time,

ultimately,

does time not undo all things beautiful?

Creation of a Man

A Man is not what he thinks,

not what he says,

but what he does with his hands and legs and with his heart.

Rain..

Today, was the first day it rained quite heavily in a while.

The rain poured, it crashed, it pitter-pattered on the roof.

I was inside, doing a SAC, business management to be precise.

To be honest, it was quite relaxing, to hear it rain heavily and the occasional thunder going BOOM.

Rain is the creator, the destroyer, the sympathetic and punisher at the same time.

It marvels me. It creates flowers after a rainfall, destroys land as it falls.

Provides water, provides a means of personal hygiene and...

a make-up for tears..

School

So... I'm really over school, like really, really, really, really, really, really, really OVER it. Just like I am pretty much over everything else which is tedious and time consuming. But I must persevere, push on and try hard, so that everything else in the future will fall into place. HOPEFULLY.

I'm not sure why I've suddenly come into a blogging craze, I suppose it gives me time to reflect and to release my inner emotions. I've always been the one to bottle it up, and eventually release it to whom I choose, always to the person whom I trust the most and actually cares, i think...

Anyways.. Time to hit the books again, another long day ahead of me.

Hope.

Hope is like a little child who must be cared for and clothed and fed each day, and when hope is destroyed, it is as if the child has died, despite all the care and love.

Maybe all along...

I've only began to think about this, realise something so important, someone who has always been there. You've been there, for the past 4 years. It's amazing how much crap you put up with me, the stories I told you, the stuff that happened, the poems I write, you read them all. Even when I was so harsh, told you we shouldn't talk... oh what a mistake that was.. If I could turn back time, i'd make you mine, even if people have strange ideas and opinions about you. It doesn't matter, you're someone who has always been there.. I've been so blind, and it seems too late now. I feel like such a fool, for the things i've done. It started off with a simple song. If you read this, you'll know who you are, definitely! I don't know how sorry I am for being such a terrible friend at times.

I'm sorry, I don't know how to put it into words,
Maybe, in time, words will turn into actions,
actions into forgiveness, just a maybe.
Maybe all along, all this time,

It should have been you and I,

I asked difficult questions, Which I could not answer,
But in fact, you answered them for me,
Without me realizing it, the answer all along..
Was right in front of my eyes,

It was You all along... Has luck run out?

Will time be my enemy and say its over....?

Encountering Conflict.

Conflict is the essence of life. Honestly, what is life without conflict? Do we not learn from our mistakes? Learn from encountering conflict? Do we not? Are opinions and beliefs not derived from conflict? How can one be who he or she is if one had a perfect life, sheltered from conflict? Essentially, conflict is what makes this world spin, humans think and interact and nature doing its thing. Has conflict not helped me write this paragraph? I ask you these questions, to make you think about the conflicts you have encountered. Have we just not encountered conflict, just be reading my opinions? I'm pretty sure we have. Conflict is life, life is conflict.