Friday, May 31, 2013
well, if it isn't already clear by now, the demons are back!
the usual suspects.
nothing new really. nor should it be surprising
for how can I expect them to be gone when they were never vanquished before?
not strong enough. not fast enough.
it's like fighting a losing battle, whilst knowing the war is lost already.
always saved by something though. some distraction of sorts. like school.
and they rush back into their cosy corners and hide-y holes. and wait.
till the time is ripe. till I am ripe
for the picking.
whimsical nonsense @ 12:46 AM
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Sunday, May 26, 2013
poor.
that was poor.
a pathetic excuse.
stop this game of charades.
even if life is a grand masquerade.
whimsical nonsense @ 12:53 AM
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for a few days now, I have been thinking.
that what I would really, really like would be good conversations.
I realise now it goes beyond that.
much more.
so much
weighing on my mind.
where do I begin?
whimsical nonsense @ 12:37 AM
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Friday, May 24, 2013
you wait for a silence
I wait for a word
lying next to your frame
girl unobserverd
you changed your position
and you're changing me
casting these shadows
where they shouldn't be
we're interrupted
by the heat of the sun
trying to prevent
what's already begun
you're just a body
I can smell your skin
and when I feel it
you're wearing thin
but I've got a plan
why don't you be the artist
and make me out of clay
why don't you be the writer
and decide the words I say
cause I'd rather pretend
I'll still be there at the end
only it's too hard to ask
won't you try to help me?
sat on your sofa
it's all broken springs
this isn't the place
for those violin strings
well I try out a smile
and I aim it at you
you must have missed it
you always do
but I've got a plan
why don't you be the artist
and make me out of clay
why don't you be the writer
and decide the words I say
cause I'd rather pretend
I'll still be there at the end
only it's too hard to ask
won't you try to help me?
you wait, I wait
casting shadows
interrupted
you wait, I wait
casting shadows
interrupted
you wait, I wait
casting shadows
interrupted
you wait, I wait
casting shadows
why don't you be the artist
and make me out of clay
why don't you be the writer
and decide the words I say
cause I'd rather pretend
I'll still be there at the end
only it's too hard to ask
won't you try to help me?
why don't you be the artist
and make me out of clay
why don't you be the writer
and decide the words I say
cause I'd rather pretend
I'll still be there at the end
only it's too hard to ask
won't you try to help me?
The Writer - Ellie Goulding
whimsical nonsense @ 1:43 PM
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Wednesday, May 15, 2013
the previous post alluded to a battle.
the final one.
there is a delay between the end of that battle, and this post.
a delay brought about by dengue.
10 days.
the duration in which I was somewhat compromised.
in a way, one can view it into two nice halves. the first five days being a rather hellish struggle with fluctuating fever and discomfort, and the next five days a period of recovery, and simply getting back to normal after dipping to the lowest point.
just to recall some salient points.
fever was bad. terrible. horrible experience.
experienced a rather wide spectrum of emotions and feelings. many thoughts ran through my mind too.
thankfulness, and a feeling of being blessed.
anyway, I'm sure the important things will remain in memory. it was rather memorable haha
if only because it occurred right after the end, delaying the enjoying.
first day today. so far so good.
I am a little excited about what I can do haha just need to prevent the procrastination monster from rearing its ugly head.
again.
whimsical nonsense @ 6:08 PM
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Samuel Chan
7 January 1991
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shuqun primary school
Henry Park Primary School
Anglo-Chinese School (Independent)
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