Wednesday, July 05, 2006
messed up.
dislike depressing posts. but i must train my english.
or else that mother of all anguish gp tutor will continue to deliver me written prosecutions for the serious injustice that i'm paying to her
expertise. (footnote: see 'irony')
1. not faithful to the text (not that i'm even married to it)
2. indiscriminate! (unrestrained!) (first you want me to marry it then now you want to issue a restraining order.)
3. capital letters are abused. (hey now that's too much. i've established the difference between a noun and an adjective. see
noun: Let's go to
McDonalds'.
adjective: That's such a
nicole thing to do.)
4. Summary reveals a tendency to mangle the English Language. (nononONONO WHY DO YOU MAKE ME OUT TO BE SO VIOLENT YOU $#@%&*@!!!$#%!)
5. avoid using abstract nouns too liberally. (4 abstract nouns in a paragraph? lets hear how you paraphrase 'independance' and 'innovation' with less than 3 words spaces.)
mrs kang awards a class with an average a1 for o level english ad average of 53% for the language component. like what %$#@%$#@?!
in the only imaginatively possible case that one day, against all odds, her pen overcomes all her evil forces of restriction and plants a distinction on my paper, i'll probably find myself somewhere looking down on cloud nine and pointing and laughing deliriously at how low it really is. given this premonition, i'd much rather she spare us the shock and concussion and just stick to sprinkling her limited edition love on us with a well earned 25/50.
on to the dp. emonemo time.
my biological clock got mangled sometime last week. or maybe it was the week before last week. i now come home to finish studying what i haven't completed in the morning, then bathe and change out of school uniform, sleep, wake up, have dinner in the middle of the afternoon, wash up, practice, study.. then have breakfast in the wee hours of the morning before sleeping again.
as soon as my head touches the pillow the stupid alarm clock rings and it's time for school.
weird thing is, i haven't realised that i was working like this until yesterday, when some nehneh friend pointed out my eyebags.
well i know that i've gotten eyebags and my eyes look damn tired that's why i'm wearing my mortifying specs to school. but i've never wondered why they (eyebags) suddenly became so hideous. and now, just putting some more thought into this, i'm starting to realise that the extra weight on my face is not due to tiredness or exhaustion, but because i have once again unconsciously allowed myself to be sucked into this whole stupid clockwork of studenthood.
in other words, my eyes have lost their meaning to sparkle. lol. hahaha okay lor. i cant believe i'm talking about this.
but i'm seriously hoping that sometime in the not so distant future, i'll wake up once again to each new day with the assurance that it'll be different from the one before.
that's why la. cant wait for band practices to start again. 3 more days..
...almost....ttthere......
end of emonemo time. start of general progressions.
8:42 PM
reach for
the stars(:
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