I have failed countless times to update this blog, and I have a feeling no one really reads anymore. However, since this was where I started writing it always feels most comforting to return to write short bit about my life here
I was browsing today this article where a number of individuals had submitted pictures or scans of their teenage diaries. I have hardly graduated out of teenhood myself; once a very interesting character told me that you don't truly stop being a teen until you've passed 25 years of age. Sometimes not even then. Yet I can't help but look at (the now hidden) entries that used to chronicle my life in secondary school and then in junior college. I was a very different person then, and yet, not so.
As I write this now, I am waiting for myself to fall asleep, for the memories in my head to die down so I may just tumble into a nice dreamless sleep.
Yet sleep evades me, as it naturally does when you need to wake mere hours later for the most important task of school. It feels so new all over again, because people just come and go and come back again.
But enough of my rambling, I should really try to at least close my eyes and lay down, and hope that eventually sleep will take me.
To all those people who left my life, I miss you. You know who you are
<3 M
marlz. daughter. sister. friend. cousin. girl. 1988. born to die.
perjantaina, toukokuuta 06, 2005
yay
its now 2 am, 7th may 2005. and the adrenaline is still in my veins. i can't think of that 2 secs aft hearing the results without feeling like i'm soaring, so high, so high, that no one else can see me but myself.
but there is another thing that troubles me. i fall by degrees. its over, its over. it whispers in my ear every other second, and i think, whats to become of us now? the year 2s are leaving, and we are left behind. and judging by the numbers, i worry abt whats to come. call me paranoid, call me a worrywart. whatever. but the fact remains that we have to move on, some point of another. and i'm glad i'm in a band where we look forward, and don't dwell on the achievement. unlike some bands i know. so i'm worrying. alot. i'm happy but worried. weird weird worrywart me.
i wasn't in school today to hear joel announce it to the whole school. don't get me wrong, i didn't PONTENG (unlike ewis the pon-star), but i went to the doctor to get myself cured of this very very annoying disease that just won't go away. and the pills she gave me are positively gigantic. loads of grinding for me to do. i'll look like some ailing old maid grinding medicine with a pestle mortar. darn darn darn. oh well, what will be will be.
oh, i saw 2 other mj-ians at the clinic seeking an mc. they looked at me curiously and asked why i didn't go to school, so i told them i was sick and they said "so are we". hilarious. i got super wet on the way to the clinic bcos of the fact that a downpour started halfway to the clinic. and i looked funny cos only my shorts were wet, bcos my defect (being very very tall) caused the umbrella (or umbra like mr bombastic hair says) to only shelter the upper half of me. bleah. i must have looked like a wreck when i first walked into the clinic.
i really enjoyed that celebration dinner at suntec aft the results were announced. somehow i felt kinda sad aft that. it was my first, and definitely going to be my last with the year 2s. they were really really nice, though i seriously restricted when it came to choice of food bcos of religion. (thats why me and my bro eric are always stuck at MacDonalds. but hey, its the convo that counts not the food, since i hardly ingest or masticate anything. eee, thats so bio) and in the end we settled for pizza hut. the company was great and the convo was very fun. its sad that i wasn't there for the first 3 months lar. but yea, who asked me to screw my prelims up right?
i can't sleep....oh mann....
and i miss eric alot alot alot. though i've seen him in the past month sometime with sarah anne. must call him later in the aftnoon.
and i'm worrying abt my gpp and pi and the king lear presentation thats coming up. worrywart worrywart worrywart
haven't i always been a worrywart? a very hyper and jolly worrywart, but a worrywart anyways. the main reason why i'm always so flustered.
do you know that if you run shakespeare through spell check when you use word you get the most absurd suggestions from the computer? its really really funny. somehow reminds me of some ppl i know. very square minded. makes them very cute in some instances, and very annoying at other times. why annoying? cos they never never get my jokes. not that they are very good anyway, but still, at least show you're amused :). otherwise they are very very nice.
i love the Goth paper. its kinda freaky, esp when you sitting in a house thats all quiet and its the witching hour and you think about the Doppelgänger. but ya. its very fun if you don't think abt the unheimlich.
gosh i saw something move *shudders* time to sleep and not let my imagination run wild. and its off to lala land with me. toodles.
marlz
5/06/2005 06:40:00 ip.