Thursday, August 9, 2007

Fighting the neagtive momentum +




Snail paste was the approach to the new day ( 8th Aug 07 ). Slow and unwilling to do much, just like rusted joints needed oil; everything seem as if it was just doing things for the sake of doing them. No better it got as the anticipated problem statement uploaded itself into my laptop. Like a foreign situation I found myself in, unable to understand the complexity of what will lie ahead much into the day. After discussions with the very low turn out in class, and the failure of still not understanding motivated my other team partner to leave in the midst of the afternoon during our second break. Did'nt I mention there was'nt any of my team there was only two, and me being the one without the VB program to help out any further. After much thought, Sin Yee decided to be the real her, naughty and I had little choice but to follow, one for all in this stucked situation, so there goes Team 2 for the day. - Shock to the class of how this two seem to be so well behaved in attendance, skipped! ~ It wasnt me.




Headed to the school libary's cafe where we still had some will in us to complete the power point presentation slides in order to upload it. Chill, slack and chatted our way through while awaiting my so called well behaved or good classmates who stayed the way through in class, for dinner planned.


Short chill and dinner at AMK Hub's Fish and Co was rather good with relatively crazy conversations which lucky did not include anything more about school or work. A long and I would admit a little tiring walk round the mall and the visit to Jubilee got my friends and I seeking comforts from any seat we could find. Sin Yee and Jo's friend Jess, did not join us though. However, Sin Yee coincidently roam the floors of the Hub too with her friends as we bummed into her before she entered into catching a movie. Though the night was way young, rest was overwhelmingly needed and far away living friends needed extra time to head back. I was to head back to Gardens as planned by some YV memebers for dinner and chill, however, plans differed. In the middle of my joruney back, notification of where they were was, town. I could have headed back, but that was prior to my knowledge that they had got tickets to catch a motion picture. It had seemed that the "keep me posted and informed" had lost it's meaning through tough terrains of receptions till it hits the screens of thier moblies. More or less the day ends with this contradicing momentum. ~ Happy National Day, reds, whites, water, Singaporeans, fires, fireworks, songs and speeches. - 42 years.


"Anger and forceful irritation of thoughts crashed into me, heated tensions and sweat emitted with temper through each pore, designed in my skin."


Some days he just wanna up and call it quits he feels like he is surrounded by a wall of bricks. Everytime he go to get up, he just fall in pits his life's like one great big ball of shit. If he could just, put it all in the all he spit instead of always trying to swallow it; instead of staring at this wall and shit while he sits, writers in his blog, sick of all this shit. Cant call this shit, all he knows is he's about to hit the wall. If he had to see another one of his emotions fit. This is it, last straw, that’s all, that’s it he aint dealing with another sick politic.

6 comments:

Sin Yee said...

hey uncle.. hehe.. when it comes to study, is like the time pass very very slow.. but when u are having fun, is like very fast but enjoyable! uncle.. dun ever ever lie again huh!! is not good you know.. haha.. u are my parnter in crime! i was asked to follow u instead of mi asking u to follow mi! haha.. pls get this clear huh.. haha.. After knowing, from a innocent and good gal becoming a naughty one!

when i get down the train i get to see u! and when i going to watch movie also get to see you daring blue! hehe..
by the way i will keep disturbing u wif alot of nudge non-stop!! dun worry ya.. must keep in contact huh.. going to semester 2 le:(
must send mi ppt also huh
haha..

Anonymous said...

haha i wondered is it sin yee that wants to leave first or you??

oh well, have had much fun right :]
presentations wasn't too bad either.

AHH semester 2,
my heart broke,
i'm gonna die.

die from all those crazy stuffs that i'll miss,

Sin Yee said...

joanna.. i'm not the one who want to leave first.. is justin who suggest and asked mi to go!! i've got no choice so i went to library wif him!

Truth in the lies and his quotes inside. said...

Hey there, no no it may be odd to believe that she was the one. But but, really! Hahaha. I was the one with no choice, I couldnt have left her would I? Was being nice! Haha

Will that naughty one just admit!? Oops. Ha.

Yes, it will be misses for you peeps, never knew it would be so refreshing just to meeting this bunch of nice, crazy, mad and of course Crappy people!

Anonymous said...

yeap.
why must we change classsssssssss.

:[

Truth in the lies and his quotes inside. said...

Yeah. Now year two coming's up. Let's do it. Baby baby. Haha. We did in contact and arent we loving it? Smiles and hugs.


"Sometimes we seem to see hate more than love as we have that haunting confusion between both."
The leader in obivious ways but he is scared and humbled away when the truth arise one day. He fed the rich and abandon the poor, he taught the blind to walk and he helped the lame to see. Nothing more than it seems, as how contradicing life can be. To seek that path still in search to be enlighten by our very ownself and to forget knowing the rest.

About Me

Singapore, Serangoon Gardens.
I wouldnt say I'm that much of a simple guy who lives down the street with little motives running through his head, cause that wouldnt be me neither would it be that simple. Like most and all others, a man who transits between his faith, hopes and downs back to reality where either or neither both be found. If I was to state me as simple, then it places my aims to the test. Defying the oughts of nothing but the simple truth, sad and drown, torn yet driven to find out why and the reason he was brought here in aid to comprehend his fingerprints and the complex map as if a form of hardcore tattoo arcoss his palm printed; he urges his story to unfold, crushes the young chapters but alike an innocent kid, places it under his pillow. What will you do if you came back to life and held the object and subject who killed you? To meet and yet be part of the director of this enticing thriller yet dramatic plot of my life.