Syndromes

There is a burning pain throbbing
away on the left side of my head.
Its eating away my sanity wif each
passing second, and it seems like
no amt of therapy is going to relieve
this agony at my temple. Sigh..
I've been sleepin late and waking
up relatively early now, maybe it's
juz a syndrome of inadequate rest.
Usually i'll go back to sleep, but i haven
been able to revisit my familiar haven
of utopia as often as i wld like to lately.
Often find myself in a dizzy stupor
before my body can clock up my usual twelve hrs.
I guess waking up at 6 for sch has jeopardized
the sleepin routine i hav painstakingly crafted
during the pathetic one wk hols;
Short-lived, but blissfully-lived.
I think blabbing nonsensical, intelligible trifles
is another syndrome of insufficient rest.

exgfsflhlism

We'll be ponning;
So see us running!
It'll be stunning!
to see the teacher fuming!
Away from lectures!
Free from teachers!
Spared from tortures
and all the vultures!

Hahahaha, we're seriously bored

The Principal's Advocate

I seriously dread going to school,
It's a place only for the fools.
So why dun we add some fun,
and throw out all the pun.
Subtract the maths equations;
Multiply the sensations.
Why wldn't he stop to notice me?
Day and night i wait by the tree.
So i'll wait till the sun sets in the sea,
Coz he's the only one i'll eva see.
You can give me the rest for free,
but they'll never be as good as he.

proudly presented to you by Sarah.B, MSEC, Lion
hahahahaha,we were bored...

Clarestar, clarestaR

Clarestar, clarestar, my divine lttle star;
Oh, how you blow me away with your dazzlin little smile.
Clarestar, clarestar, wad a gorgeous being;
you give my monotonous life new meaning.
Clarestar, clarestar, will you please say you're mine;
cos you're constantly on my mind
Clarestar, clarestar, can't you see ?
you're everything i'll eva need.

i give credits to my divine lil star, for she's the essence of this corny inspiration.

I dun wanna be here

I hear the music blastin'.
I hear my heart yellin'.
I hear my brain screamin'.
I hear my ears cryin' out to me coz
all these bickerin' is killin' me.

I caught the sunrise yesterday,the rawest form of nature at its quintessential.
Do i hear the birds sing their lovely duets with such admirable brio?
The sky flaunt his enigma exotic blue? and the tropical heaven bask in her lush,rich green? If the sunrise was suppose to touch my hardened chords, it didn't.

Cradle of Life

Discoveries awaits me every morning,
Revalations when night falls.
Sacred it is, the cradle of life,
that every mortal soul will find his divine truth solely
in the journey of love, hate, happiness, and sorrow.
My forlorn heart yearns for something more compelling
than what my daily perfunctory duties have to offer.
My weary mind speaks of the wonders my senses have to give.
Please, fill my thirsty soul with the elixir of life,
and as i drink up surrealism, pray let it quench this insatiable desire,
for i wish to seek no longer...

Lost

So i'm hopelessly lost.Aimless and directionless.
I can feel the pent-up frustration in me, it's leaving
me speechless with enigmatic confusion.I'm not fine,
i need a reason;an answer to my life.i don't wanna idle
like a faintane for life's mystery to slowly unravel
before my very eyes. i'm seeking.desperately searching.
help me find my reason, my sole purpose,my divne being.
If it's a desire created by you,why can't you satisfy it?
and bring me salvation.Are you calling out to me?
or am i calling out to you now?maybe a calvacade of
coincidental events will tell me?will you just show me a sign?
The world and time can pass me by,and i can feign nonchalance,
but will tt make me any happier?i'm not happy,i'm not fine.
i think i'm calling out to you?do you hear me?

If love is blind,then infatutaion must have robbed me of my sanity

I thought that we connect,
that the chemistry's correct.

But i guess all that changed,
when you left me disarranged.

So just get outta my sight,
cause the feelings no longer right.

And prepare me a concoction,
as i thirst for salvation.

I'm walking away from misery,
while you're heading for disastery.

The day will come where i'll depart with grace,
and forget your fugly face.

I swear i'm not copping out,
i've simply woken up.

Saturday afternoon

Simple gestures of love
can manifest in many profound ways.
Ordinary smiles of bliss
can warm the hearts in unfathomable means.
Genuine words of concern
can touch souls and bring deliverance.
Heartfelt tributes of gratitude
to thank the people who have taught me all of the above.

Hurt

I should have anticipated this,
Should have seen it coming.
But i was foolish enough to ignore
the signs; the warnings.
Never again will i give so readily;
Never again will i trust so wilingly;
Never again will i love so blindly.

The Rain

Shrouding clouds;
Rustling leaves;
Swaying branches;
Howling wind;
The Rhythmic rain.
A lovely symphony of nature's majestic orchestra.
Serenade me with your melodious tune, for i wish to seek solace.

Will the rain drown me of my misery, and ease this burning agony;
Cleanse me of my emotions and hurtful memories.
Will the rain shower me with serenity, and calm my turbulent feelings;
Immerse me in tranquilty and peaceful harmony.
Will the rain just breathe me life, and bring an end to my forlorn history.
Revitalise my soul; Heal my wounds; Mend my heart.

chocolate hangover

My head feels unbelievably heavy, i'm exhausting practically every ounce of possibly aerobically respired energy juz to keep my head upright.

My neck, i swear is straining; i fear i may soon incur severe injury to my already brutally abused body from excessive exertion.

My limbs, they seem foreign, unable to comprehend the language my brain converses in.

Bad chocolate headache

apprehension
anxiety
confusion
insecurity
deliberation
excitement
intensity

amazement
breathless
mortification
consternation
astonishment
speechless
stun

infuriation
wrathful
irritation
anguish
furious
agitation
frustration
angst

numbed
cynical
jaded
wearied
exhausted
empty

self declared misantrohpe and emotional wreckage

Perpetually late

So, i was late for school again, so much for punctuality being prioritized first in my resolutions' list! Mrs logan was commenting that she misses me at every morning assembly now, coz i'm perpetually tardy and that my presense would be greatly appreciated in the future.
I fear procrastination is slowly climbing up the charts as well, if not, rather rapidly in fact.Pray i'll wake up early tmr morn to write my essays and tutorials coz i'm turning in for an early night, but something's telling me i'll wake up late and end up late for school again...hopelessly stuck in my self-induced malicious cycle. goodnight.sweetdreams.fergie.rite.

Lady of the night

As the night sings her soothing lullaby,
a hypnotic tune that entices me into her warm embrace.
Redemption awaits me in my deep slumber;
reprieve in my dreams.
In my sleep, impervious to the harsh reality.
In my dreams, untouched by the cold truth.

Surrealism in reality

Well, i've always thought it weird to reveal my life's perilous journey of lessons learnt from pain, hurt and falls a little too explicit for my liking , but, oh hell, i'm still typing as we speak , guess this doesn't feel as bad as i expected it to be . and i think i'm suffering from writer's block at my very first attempt at blogging!! This is bad...