Monday, July 18, 2005

*cringes*

Ok, I'm just wondering why the hell am I still at the Com when I should be burying myself into my Communication Skills textbook. Since tommorrow is the exam!!!Its like the deadly calm before the storm, I should save myself while I still can!Argh~~~~~

*ignores inner battle and continues clicking away at screen*

Enough of the melodrama then...hey, you won't believe this. And promise you won't laugh, cause I wrote this after a screaming spat with my mom. I actually wrote poetry.

The cow jumped over the moon. The fat lady sang. Hell freezed over and Singapore is actually snowing. (ok, so maybe the last one wasn't exactly true. But got your attention eh?)


Yup, you heard right. Poetry. Not the sort of sonnets and limericks that you usually see in books or heard on TV. Mine doesn't rhyme in the least bit, but I'm pretty intrigued since I've never written a poem in my 18 years of living. God knows William Blake or any other self-respecting poets would prolly be doing somersaults in their grave. I showed them to Jaslyn; well I guess it was overall pretty decent since she didn't burst out laughing maniacally in my face, nor did she show me one of those pained 'I-am-in-purgatory-just-kill-me-now' looks that she always has when we hang out too near loud-cussing ah-bengs.

I was thinking of posting just one in the next entry, and will start preparing plans for cosmetic surgery since I'll prolly never be able to face anyone again.

***Ok, there's a change here.

Previously cos I 'oh-so-stupidly' put a spoiler for the latest Harry Potter book which turned me to the most hated person on the face of this Earth, right up there with blabber-mouths. So yeah, am removing it so I won't receive any more screaming complaints in my face. (or my tagboard)

Who needs love?