STILL I HOPE FOR MORE, AND MORE, IN THIS
FUNNY LITTLE WORLD
suddenly i'm famous
and people know my name

minling.zhss.nyjc.NUS law student and still trying to figure out my path in life.
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my heart has been captured
by your funny little smile


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i don't know for sure
where this is going

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don't promise me forever
just love me day by day

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(Monday, March 9, 2009 / 6:53 AM)

ok,post spammage, i know.

i have been really tired lately.each time i go to school, i hope it ends.but when i reach home,i feel,literally,at a loss on what to do.


block tests results are partially out.results have proven to be extremely unpredictable,due to my Bs in chem n math and my surprise topping of the mcq which i tyco-ed.to my very surprise, i got 16/25 for the poetry paper in lit,which apparently topped the cohort.apparently,a lot of people had misinterpreted the second poem in the poetry comparison.


Spinster

Now this particular girl

During a ceremonious april walk
With her latest suitor
Found herself, of a sudden, intolerably struck
By the bird's irregular babel
And the leaves' litter.


By this tumult afflicted, she
Observed her lover's gestures unbalance the air,
His gait stray uneven
Through a rank wilderness of fern and flower;
She judged petals in disarray,
The whole season, sloven.


How she longed for winter then!
-Scrupulously austere in its order
Of white and black
Ice and rock; each sentiment within border,
And heart's frosty discipline
Exact as a snowflake.


But here - a burgeoning
Unruly enough to pitch her five queenly wits
Into vulgar motley-
A treason not to be borne; let idiots
Reel giddy in bedlam spring;
She withdrew neatly.

And round her house she set
Such a barricade of barb and check
Against mutinous weather
As no mere insurgent man could hope to break
With curse, fist, threat
Or love, either.



i thought it was pretty obvious that the girl was the one that rejected love because she found out that it disrupted the order in her life. plus the fact that i happily failed the only poetry assignment i ever did (cos im alwz missin assignments due to me joining another class for lit lessons)


16/25.....rather unsatisfactory grade, i think i have to get abt a 19-19 for my other two essays in order to scrape an A?i really hope i can do so.this would really help in upping my credibility in literature.i mean,i have been feeling rather ignored in my class for the past year.so it was quite a nice feeling when i heard them clap as ms agnes announced b4hand tt i topped that cohort for that paper.and for some reason en ci found out and congratulated me and taught me the bogey handshake(clap hands tgt,bang,shoulder,seperate,dig nose and flick the bogey! EWWWWWW WAH LAUUUUU)

even though i do speak up in lessons, i still have to feeling of being irritating and extra.plus in my own class of 0804,my circle of friends is somewhat stifled by the people i hang out with( if you know what i mean) and i have been slowly learning to break out of that and to change,to appreciate people for who they are.even though friends are a blessing,if they really care for you, i think they should learn to let go.


CLOUD OF AMBIGUITY.HAHA.NEH NEH NI POO POO.

:D moodswing! dont blame me, it is the hormones.i swearrr.