Tuesday, February 14, 2006
oh no. im starting to feel the stress of overcommitment. for the past 2 wks, dramafeste has been my priority over everything once school ends. i know it's temporary, and in fact the ordeal is ending this fri aka 3 days later, but im starting to feel for stress buildup in terms of hmk.
the recent days of going back at 9+ taught me a lot. ppl may think u go back and reach abt 11 or so is still ok, can do hmk. but seriously when u are so tired, u wont be able to do anything. the reason why i can blog now is... is... actually i also dunno, cos i actually have econs tut, maths tut, chem tut AND chem ilp due on thu or something. im crazy or something, blogging now. wadeva.
i cant help but start to think, taking up so manyy ccas, it may seem cope-able to me now, but what if they start piling up. i already experienced this when i have to account to so many ccas for dramafeste-resulted absence from cca. wad if they clash? what should i do. but then again, if i were to drop, what will it be? i have wed clashes of CO and guitar,
replica watches and soon-to-be clashes of interact and techmonix on thu. how am i supposed to account for that? this thought is inevitably creeping up on me as the o lvl results are released and 2nd intake are coming in soon. cos that means ccas (AND lessons) are going to start proper... wad should i do when the time comes?
this needs serious pondering man. but as i ponder, back to my work. but seriously, i think ill end up not doing anything again today. im just not in the mood la. with dramafeste nearing and hmk piling up, i cant even breathe this wk. what if 2nd intake comes in? im starting to pray this day nv comes...
voodoo-ed and killed at 11:02 PM
VOODOO-ED.
life is like a needle.
a voodoo needle.
it pricks.
and it hurts.
every passing day,
it will find its way to prick me.
the moment i felt
the lethal injection enter my body,
i knew it was over.
this curse has been embedded into me,
not going to be lifted anytime soon.
for the next couple of decades at least.
it's too late.
don't start regretting.
the curse of life begins.
everything is no longer the same,
anymore.
try to accept it.
(i know i'm trying.)
i've been voodoo-ed.
and now,
i'm just waiting
for the effects to take place,
for the day to come.
waiting, for the curse to befall upon me.
simply waiting,
to meet my doom.
life's never the same again.
i'm voodoo-ed. and killed.