sunshine in my window

it rained like nobody's business yesterday. i got drenched n thought i'd get pneumonia cos my cold & cough's lasted two weeks.

today, i came out of the house and i was dazzled by the sunshine. it was a picture perfect day. i fell asleep on the train during my daily pilgrimage across the country to school, but when i woke up at one of the rare stations from which has trees, i just sat back and enjoyed the crystal clear view of lush foliage and placid waters. no such thing in sg? of course there is... if u noe how to look. (Hint: Try 2 stations b4 boon lay. )

"Hot," said chat. "Yes, but everything looks so bright & nice!" i exclaimed.

That's the child in me talking. Sometimes i wanna slap her shut.

Afterwards, I went to a halfway house for my social work project. It was eye opening. I'd write about it. But I have to submit a one page report plus pictures for that module. and that immediately takes the fun out of anything. And im in a rebellious state and i don't feel like doing any more school work for the week, so there. *sniff*.

That's my inner child throwing a tantrum.
Me, im throwing my hands up in despair.
tired.
i need sleep, sleep, and sleep. in that order.
this is pointless, goodbye

i am old

n don't i feel it.

on my birthday, a quote came unbidden to my handphone, courtesy of the cunning martketing team at M1 who have decided to drop me a friendly sms or two every one or two days, in order to chalk up my number of sms-es, of which a thousand is apparently not enough to earn them their daily bread. of course i'm unaware of how much they're charging me. of course i tried to call customer service to cancel it; of course the chirpy girlie lady didn't have a clue either. (apparently, their organisation is the type where people are known simply by their job titles, i.e. "the marketing team' , "the boss", "the big boss", 'the one whose ass I kiss to get paid", so on and so forth.)

i digress. as i was saying, this is the quote. i should compile all the quotes they sms me. maybe set up a quote-subscribing service to other suckers willing to part with their loose cash. (Why not? mediacorp earns a few millions, yes you read right, from cashing in on the "Dial a ringtone and get the same dumb ringtone as ur favourtie lame artiste!" service. Well if a fool and his money are soon parted, go right ahead, put it in my pocket...)

oh yeah, the quote.

"Nothing is predestined. The obstacles of your past can become the gateways that lead to new beginnings" - Ralph Blum -Sms & share this with a friend today! (Italics, M1's own. The schemers.)

i remember another one.

"It's fine to build castles in the air; that's where they belong. Now put the foundations under them and make them solid." -Ralph Waldo Emerson-

the lamest thing? i actually enjoy receiving the quotes. i'm still thinking to find a way to stop them from sending it to me but since i haven't succeeded... if u can't beat 'em, join 'em, right?

so anyone up for operating a sideline of quote-dispensing service? hey, buy one get one free! heck, i'll throw in a free ringtone as well! all for the low price of $4.57 cents a minute!

coming to school during "holidays" wreaks havoc on the logic centre of the brain.

excerpt

"We who spend the bulk of our lives in densely populated cities know virtually nothing [...] of those who inhabit [...] villages. We have joined the tide of modern civilization, coming to forget the philosophy of that lovely, simple life filled with purity and goodness. Whenever we contemplate that life, we fint it radiant in the springtime, heavy laden in the summmer, fruitful in the fall, cozy in the winter. It resembles Mother Nature in all her phases. We exceed the villagers in our wealth, but they are more noble than we in our souls; we sow much to reap nothing, while they harvest whatever they sow. We are slaves to our ambitions, while they are children of their contentment. We imbibe the elixir of life mixed with bitterness, despair, fear, and ennui, whereas they drink it pure."

- from Marta Al-Baniyah, Kahlil Gibran

*this almost perfectly describes the enmity i feel in me, which exists, i feel, in many of us citizens of rich, advanced, developed nations... god help us all.*

[mood: fatalistic]

I scare people, don't i

i just had the shortest lesson of my entire life.
i crept into class 1 hr 10 mins late. (It's a 3 hr class)
i quietly slid into my specially reserved latecomer's seat.
i exchanged a few breathless words with chat-moyen.
approximately ten seconds later, i lost my breath and started shaking.
(no, the aircon wasn't too cold, i was hyperventilating)
she stared, stammered concern; i panicked, picked up and left.

i seriously dunno what's wrong with me.
the good thing? the teacher didn't even see.
so i got off scot free.

i think i'm gonna go pass out now.
see u later, brown cow.

(yes i know it's alligator, but does that ryhme? duh.. -_-*)