Walking into the path of a startling rain
Not believing it was there before
For such a fine mist was not to be heard
But only known in the sweet caress
of the gentle spray on my face
Such refreshing and fragrant was the touch
and delightful the pleasant surprise
Of a gentle rain not there before
tues. boring day. drew blood again, for blood test. stupid pathetic joseph still doesnt dare. it’s so simple what. almost fainted at the sight of blood, like real. din do much today actually, hm.
monday night, had a crazy musical night at medical centre with guitar and flute and singing. became music centre. haha. so fun! i want a violin too, in addition to a guitar.
bought a new pencil ‘bag’ from ProjectShopBloodBros on sunday. nice flat thing, very nice material. havent had a new possession in quite long. feels fun to buy nice things, if only i din care so much abt money. and if only tickets cost less money.
a silly outing today, finally, after so many days/weeks/months of serious stuff. went AMK to eat AJ Ice Mountain, the gargantuan ice kacang. then went to play CS, the arcane, extinct, expired CS that’s just waiting for Half-Life 2 to render it obsolete. Matthew the newbie played, pitifully. all in all, rather fun to just [...]
We are the unfortunate,
Led by the unqualified,
To do the unnecessary,
For the ungrateful.
-from the masters of NS.
Thought of the day:
The children have an old joke, it goes:
“Dun friend you already.”
There is no equivalent in love, nor in adulthood.
it suddenly dawned on me at noon that life now, is so different from life as we knew it. the jokes of childhood, that were so often said, would be poison to be uttered [...]
walked to and fro to esplanade library listening to my discman playing Josh Groban + Enya + Moya Brennan + Secret Garden. there’s this ethereal feel when you’re listening to this kinda music and you can’t hear what’s going on around you. feels disconnected, feels like you’re in a movie. it’s rather fun.
it was past 11pm and i was walking home, strains of secret garden sounding in the earphones. down the bus into the quiet walkways. i glimpsed two pieces of paper lying by the grass. and behold, there were musical notes on it, scores for some instrument. and i was so delighted to see them. it [...]
Death of a Balloon
that day, at compass point, on the fourth and top floor, a balloon floated down from the ceiling of the atrium. it floated in midair, hovering. only slightly falling downwards, like a man-o-war in action. and before long, it headed downwards, gaining speed, ending up on the ground floor. and when it’s [...]
