I Feel It In My Fingers, I Feel It In My Toes

I injured both my fingers and a toe. SUX2BME. Anyway the end of A's are coming. I can feel it. It's in the air around us like super-charged particles and I mean SUPERCHARGED WOOOOOHOOOOOOO. It's gonna be awesome. It's gonna be legen - wait for it - DARY! HIMYM levels of awesome-ness.

Unless of course we fail our freaking papers and have to retake them. Ouch reality bites. But let's disregard that awful possibility and enjoy life to the fullest for the next few months, cause we'll never have this opportunity again! Enjoi ttm with friends! Grow taogay! Mahjong camp! Play touch! Unless of course we fail our freaking papers, then we get to do it again next year. Hahaha.

Unfortunately with that in mind, I have absolutely no mood to study whatsoever. Our freaking shiny enjoyable futures are looming so big I can't see past them to get to my notes. And it's physics paper 3 tmr. Why oh why, O Cruel World.

Anyway everyone should catch Fantastic Mr. Fox! It is rioutously fun. What an awesome show to kickstart the end of A's or to forget for 90mins the freaking papers that are coming up. Totally enjoyable. I'm sorry CGI but old-school stop motion technology is just lovely. Brilliantly retro. And such wit too, what's not to like? Don't scoff at cartoons (yes, you!) cause if you enter the movie minus cynicism, you'll be able to enjoy yourself like any child would.

Okay anyway shoutout to my circle of friends (pls don't kick me out after today) the past few weeks have been awesome. It may or may not be a good thing but you guys have made the A's not feel like the A's thanks to all your awesomenesses. As a sidenote, pls none of you even think of winning the taogay competition cause I'm freaking farmer chuan, plants are my forte.

Time is an issue. Never thought there would be a time limit, a due date. It's troubling. I don't like it, not at all. I can't shake off the feeling that it'll all end in tears, and not dropped in happiness either. I thought it'd be EZPZ but it's not.

I feel it in my fingers, I feel it in my toes
Love is all around me and so the feeling grows
It's written on the wind, it's everywhere I go
So if you really love me, come on and let it show
You know I love you I always will
My mind's made up by the way that I feel
There's no beginning, there'll be no end
'Cause on my love you can depend
I see your face before me, as I lay on my bed
I kinda get to thinking of all the things we said
You gave a promise to me, and I gave mine to you
I need someone beside me in everything I do
You know I love you I always will
My mind's made up by the way that I feel
There's no beginning, there'll be no end
'Cause on my love you can depend
It's written on the wind, it's everywhere I go
So if you really love me, come on and let it show
Come on and let it show

I'm Only Happy When It Rains.

But it didn't. Rolling thunder, check. Blinding lightning, check. Ominously dark sky, check. All that build-up, all that suspense, and it just died down with barely a whimper. I was so psyched for some awesome, pounding rain, the sort that limits visibility to the puny little reach of your outstretched arm. A joyous outpouring of expression, a release of pent up frustration, there's nothing quite as soothing, methinks.

Ah, lightning. A woman of such caprice. Her fleet-footed dance across the sky, at once dazzling and deadly.

I would write more but I'm afraid poetry's beyond my ken. It's like the most complex form of English ever, sometimes rigid sometimes free-flowing, and yet never understood. Nothing but Respekt for all you lit students. You guys have an awesome ability, treasure it.

Okay so we're currently in the middle of the A's. Awesome, because that means that there's only another half to go. You have no idea the longing I have for this ordeal to be over.

Well all that was typed yesterday, my brother just had to wake up and totally disrupt my flow of thoughts and stop me from blogging further. He's living the good life, he is. Going out daily, staying over, reveling in life in general. Wait till he gets to JC HAHAHA. 2 years of being a loser. Unfortunately for the next 2 years I'll be in army so as much as I wish I could be at home daily to mock him, I can't. I guess you just can't have it all.

I think life used to be simpler. Thanks but no thanks, globalization, for muddying the water. Now everything has that air of impermanence about it, where nothing is set in stone, where people can just jet off and not look back, it's a sad state of affairs. I don't like it.

I can't help but feel like I'm wasting every day. Like I'm not doing anything of note. I start on my way home and I rue all the things I didn't say, and all the things I didn't do. Yesterday, today, nothing seems to be changing. It's a sucky feeling.

Well it's 1.30 and to all you sad sacks taking econs, be hopeful, cause I'll be praying for you guys. All the best.