Tuesday, May 27, 2008 Why is it that I always seem to fall ill when I have no classes to attend? This sucks. she procrastinated @ 22:39 |Friday, May 23, 2008 the eternal return.NIE is fast coming to an end. There are still 3 weeks to bear, but the end is in sight! There are many things I want to do, like attend ALL the events for the Singapore Arts Fest. Anyone up for the London Sin.? There's Ligeti, yeay. Life is stranger than I think, and yet not. Everything repeats after a while. I think of Nietzsche. she procrastinated @ 22:39 |Wednesday, May 07, 2008 but of course.Of course I meant to be sarcastic, even if only on the inside and never to be vocalised. Half of life never quite takes place on the outside anyway, it's all about the evil carousel barrel organ, the malicious ear worm, the fugal poisonous themes which corrode the Intangibles with each insidious repetition - for it's impossible to deal with that kind of momentum without creating new scars to prevent old ones from awakening. I am sorry, but for all the wrong reasons. she procrastinated @ 22:48 |joy!The news is out, I'm posted to the college of my choice! Reunion, my friends! Reunion! I will only be teaching Music! I can eat my favourite stir-fried chicken from the Malay stall every Tuesday and Friday! Now, to endure an excruciating month at the Land of Boring Beige. And Math lessons. Must. Pass. Math. Exam. This. Time. Or. I. Don't. Graduate. she procrastinated @ 16:49 | |
blueprint I will like to spend my days, as though they are my own, which I mostly end up doing in halves, for duty beckons, and I am answering its clarion call. Soon enough! I am also a veteran procrastinator. fresh monodies Old wounds hurt most, I learned this today, becaus... previous rants August 2004 treatises on life arty jen frivolous pursuits for shallow ppl mulling over "One is wicked, because one see things clearly." - Beaumarchais's Le nozze di Figaro.And there were phlegmatic souls.
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