you just might make me believe

what's your mode of transport?
mine is the sun.
when it rises dripping from
the sea when it falls like honey on
the trees when it swallows up
clouds my soul moves with it.

mine is you.
when you lift your eyes
when you look straight ahead
when you try to speak my
heart moves with you.

3:58:00 PM
Monday, December 19, 2005
bop to the top
okay, i'm such a blardy procrastinator. i haven't finished reading King Lear, or finished my history essay [at least i did my research so that counts for something, right?] and an econs project which i have no idea how to start. so dead. have to finish everything by this fri which right now, doesn't seem realistic. my plan is that i finish my essay by tonight, work on the /*+q?$Q@ econs project throughout this whole week and read king lear to sleep every single night until up to jamb day. hoping, wishing, and praying that i'll get them done.

went to pulau ubin last weekend for a camp. must say that the mosquitos seriously love me. like a lot. got these huge bumps on my arms like as though i've got chicken pox and one on my neck which my sis claims looks like a horrible humongous hickey. great. just great. disappointed with myself cos i didn't manage to light up my fire pit with 3 matches. convinced that it was bad fengshui and that the ground was wet. okay, okay. and partly cos i was overconfident cos i managed to do it before. sigh. i'm so big-headed. the experience had seriously deflated my ego. damn saddening.

countdown to jamb: 6 days

honesty is the best policy