It's my December

Oh....=)....december...

Makes me feel like singing...humming...and sleeping...haha
Nonono...
No crowds for me...

Just wanna look at the sky...
feel the grass...
laugh at the ants...and
say goodbye to this year...
alone...

Hmmm.....
*yawn*....lalala...
feel the wind...whispering at ur ears...
*sigh*....
hear the leaves..rustling at ur feet...
*hum*...
dream....dream of ur tomorrow...
Awww....

It's my December...

Frustrating week

November this year is not truly enjoyable for me... at least until next week.

Reason being, I am having the biggest examination in four years... sigh... talk about being lazy...
It's quite a torture for a person like me, when I am supposed to roll around in my small, snug bed, enjoying the afternoon in the cool room.

Couldn't quite remember what I did at this point of time last year. Probably worrying too, about undone work. Hmm...

It is six more papers to go. Initially I have fifteen. It has been fast. Too fast to let me console myself that I have done enough preparations. =p

Can't be thinking like that. Otherwise things will get worse.

Zzzz...
Now I feel like sleeping...
After a wholesome meal of warm white rice and seaweed with pork.
Full and satisfied. Almost.
Work? Or sleep?
Follow my mind? Or heart?

Haha...
Lazy November.

First Post in November

P.S. It has been some time since I last posted. I have been so busy. Everything seems to need my personal attention. Sigh...
(Haha...)

November is a very romantic month... I believe..=)
Cool evening breeze, rustling of fallen leaves and the atmosphere of laziness..
Yes, lazy.
Purely lazy.
Obviously, because being in love isn't supposed to be hard work at all.
Even being romantic doesn't mean you have to be in love.
Just feel the breeze, let it mess up your hair, watch the passing crowds, feed some doves (or pigeons), smile to the baby in the pram, smile to the granny who walks pass, give a coin to the beggar, give a thumbs up to the clown trying to sell balloons.
Or,
Give a little sigh, watch the leaves drop, lie on the cool, hard park bench, run barefooted on the grass.
Forget about watching movies, forget about your work building.
Don't even think about news or even your family.

November,
is a month when time doesn't count.
Only your feelings.

What is it in a Dream II

What is it in a dream?
Now that I know,
It’s everything that got to do with yearning.
I try to do just as you say; I try to please you in everyway,
It’s all,
but in a dream.

A new tide of anguish washes over me.
I’m not sure how saddening it is,
For in it, a new element is brought.
Can it be true that it washing away the traces of the past,
Bringing in new findings?

Is that good tidings?
I really do not know,
for I can’t bear to leave the Past.
But it has brought a wrenching kind of delight
And revive the dying flame in me,
Though,
It may not be the same as before
And more short-lived than what could ever be.

How I wish,
If only it could be,
that the Past would cherish me.
Now those new, strong waves are nearly washing through,
I wonder how much I could do.
Things are starting to tire me
and future is looking bleak.

I wish,
I could only wish
And look on wistfully.

What is it in a Dream II

What is it in a dream?
Now that I know,
It’s everything that got to do with yearning.
I try to do just as you say; I try to please you in everyway,
It’s all,
but in a dream.

A new tide of anguish washes over me.
I’m not sure how saddening it is,
For in it, a new element is brought.
Can it be true that it is washing away the traces of the past,
Bringing in new findings?

Is that good tidings?
I really do not know,
for I can’t bear to leave the Past.
But it has brought a wrenching kind of delight
And revive the dying flame in me,
Though,
It may not be the same as before
And more short-lived than what could ever be.

How I wish,
If only it could be,
that the Past would cherish me.
Now those new, strong waves are nearly washing through,
I wonder how much I could do.
Things are starting to tire me
and future is looking bleak.

I wish,
I could only wish
And look on wistfully.

Fundamental Errors

Normally, the higher the post you are seated in, the surer your judgement will fail you. That's why, we see the most fundamental errors that most teachers don't.

Firstly, lets explore why the power wielders tend to be blind.
Because,
1. they deem it fit to make stupid decisions for the goodness of the world.
E.g. they shout EUREKA when we collect 4 booklets of $5 lucky draw coupons.

2. they deem it fit for us to carry out their orders whether we like it or not and whether it is feasible or not.
E.g. turn and walk that way.
E.g. stand and wait for 10 min for the sec 2s to crawl here to the stairs and remember that I say you are only allowed to stick to their butts. Otherwise we may seriously have to consider forming a peace keeping troop.

3. it gives them a sense of accomplishment to see us doing something against our will.
E.g. They set up a forum discussing uniforms, force us to take sides that we don't want, try to brainwash us by distributing worksheets that make us fill in theIr answers and in the end, say NO to all our suggestions and thank us with several snide remarks for wasting their precious time.

4. they believe that these ordeals will scuplture our minds for the challenges ahead of us. (of course, we learnt that principals are the best thing to challenge to. But,sad to say, not everyone has the fortune to have a pricipal who has a physique so huge and mind so backward that seems impossible to challenge, which is of course, where all the fUn is.)

5. they remain strongly rooted in their beliefs that the mind of their students are jolly well meant for their manipulation.
E.g. everything is our beloved school's building fund, sweetheart, we have to suck you dry for the imaginary arts centre.
E.g. dear ungrateful boys and girls, the home economics, design and technology and arts and craft are actually part of an important plan that gives us experience in Psychomotor, IT and laboratory.
E.g. dear ignorant students, the english projects are meant to be what we call Independent Inquiry Work that will prepare you for your life.
E.g. dear sweeties, there is something called the referal form which you can submit to HOD Pupil Welfare. It really is part of a SECRET plan we hope that will promote emotional development in pupils.
E.g. Lastly, my innocent babies, we spent billions of dollars and time to keep our plans for nurturing special talents, encouraging global perspective and going IT under the wraps. You are supposed to be a sweet dud and fufill your duties and fill in all the blanks in the worksheet i gave you during PDP last week. And you are supposed to boast about how well the school can keep things secretive.
E.g. There are seven main special programmmes in RV that only a privilledged few shall participate, teachers must manipulate and the rest must weep and give thanks for the prestige of knowing that the school lets you in on these confidential and honourable plans that keeps the MOE happy, reporters busy and the official webpage cheesy.

Trapped in Your Own Mind, Disillusioned by the World

The path to success would never be easy.
If it has been, than it's merely called a blessing. And blessings will never last.
If you see someone glamorous, you see only a fraction of him.
If you feel that life has always been a breeze, then you are not working hard enough.
If you feel that life is a chore, then you are too hard on yourself.

If you are starting to dread life and feel sorry for yourself, tell you what, that's completely uncool and stupid.
If you only envy the others and blame your fate, tell you what, it's time to start working for yourself.
If you can't find anything to spur yourself on tell you what:
1. You control your own life.
2. You can mess up your life or live it to the fullest.
3. Your success is all yours to claim.
4. Your parents love you.
5. Your parents feel unhappy when you don't although they don't show it.
6. You have only one life.
7. If this is doesn't appeal to you, try this:
8. Work for someone else.
9. Work for your parents.
10. Make them proud of you.
11. Make your success the bonus of their life.
12. Work for your friends. (I mean true friends.)
13. Try, fail, cry, succeed and weep with them.

Sidetrack a little...
True friends are really hard to find.
Good friends are only a handful.
A friend for a lifetime, is to be treasured.
What I reckon should one call a true friend:
1. She tells you that your mouth realy shoots off at the wrong time.
2. She tells you off for spending too much money.
3. She stands up for you when the big bully scorns at you.
4. She stays commited to the friendship.
5. She doesn't try to lick your boots... or your toes.
6. You open your heart to her.
7. You tell her your darkest secret without feeling darn stupid. (Unless you are really shy... but at least you said.)
8. You feel at ease with her.
9. You don't leave her just because you are sick of sticking around her.

10. Both of you treasure the friendship.
11. You want to be friends for life.
12. You envision her being your bridesmaid... (hehe!!)

Remember, you are not God, you are not perfect.
Remember, you are not Almighty, you won't be able to control your life and plan every single detail and despair when you don't meet your expectations.

Be at ease with yourself.
Don't be taunted by the world.
Remember, the world is NOTHING without us.
It's not abnormal that life is especially hard.
It's just that you've reached another stage of your life.

A Dash of Winter Solace

What is it in a dream?
That so many heros die for.
What is it you call malice?
That so many dreams are dashed for.

Tracing the steps
on the snow clad grounds.
What is it you call imprints,
that would soon be troden by time.

The wind mock at my solace.
The chill tease my lonesome shadow.
Looking at the fading light,
what is it you call a dream?

Roasted like peanuts

Roasted like peanuts,
punched by the wind.
Sailing by the river,
in mid summer.

Oh, what is it that
most trouble
the sweet bluejays
in the golden stubbles?

Bathing in the golden heat
indulging in the
sweetness of the journey.
Drifting towards to land
of ever goodness.