Erythrocytes

Biology is interesting. Chinese is not, and never will be.

Such an amazing exam schedule. Seriously, why couldn't they pair Chinese with something like, English maybe?

I'm worried about Modern Maths for some reason. If it's like Add Maths then I'm screwed.

Damn. Taio Cruz's songs are so addictive.

I still don't really get the lymphatic system. I mean, what the hell is that?

Oh, and Minecraft is addictive. Go play it. You must.

I so want Lady Gaga to come to Malaysia. Damn.

And yes, I love writing extremely short posts like this.

todai ish a veli gud dai to die

Add maths, I knew it.

(most probably) Lost 10 marks for the graph question due to not following the given scale. Damn. There is a given scale? -.-

First page took me 15 minutes. Second page took me 30 minutes. Hell, that bullshit graph alone took me another 20 minutes.

And I wonder how did I rush the remaining nine questions in an hour.

Blah. Screw it. Biology will be interesting.

Chinese. Damn.

2/3/2012

Add Maths, especially you, differentiation, just go and die lah, I despise you.

Chinese, why the hell does your examination fall on the same day as Biology? Damn Chinese sayings. 210+ of them for a mere ten marks. Like geez, should I even memorize those sayings or not?

Procrastination sucks. I realized that I (somewhat) literally shitted on my homework this year, as PEBEL marks don't really bother me anymore. Shit.

Tomorrow's the start of the first term examination. Honestly, I would very much prefer to write those insanely long continuous essays than doing a batshit summary of some uninteresting work. Directed writing sucks big time, it always sapped out my time like a bee obtaining pollen.

To all you nonexistent readers out there who are actually reading my blog (especially CHS-ians), well, wish all of you the best for tomorrow! If maths shits on you, clip a RM50 note onto the paper. You and your parents will be proud people very soon.

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Damn.

It's been a long while, and I thought I could leave that chapter aside and just move on with life.

But why does the glass of my heart's sanity shatter into shards every time I see those pictures? 

Bullshit. What the hell is this?

1/3/2012

First post in March.

Time flies faster than the speed of neutrinos, like really. I promised myself that this year will be a blast, and I shall never take back on that promise.

Realized that I communicate with people (especially girls) a lot more now, which is a splendid thing, as I really tried to avoid being some sort of outcast. Pariah is another word for outcast, and it's definitely a fancy word.

Been lazing around lately, as my study mood's been switching on and off haphazardly. Sometimes I just feel like finishing ten chapters of biology in a day, sometimes I feel like finishing ten chapters of my latest story in a day. Whatever.

Taio Cruz's Hangover may be my song of the year. Awesome buildup to the final chorus, stupefying catchy beat, and well, atrocious lyrics. Well, if a song could hypnotize me into doing 300+ questions of biology, then it's good.

And yes, there's a difference, either a conspicuous or subtle one, between sweet talking and a regular conversation. Don't get me wrong, that's my way of communicating with most (if not all) girls. And if you loathe people who converse with honey drenched onto their lips, then just look at some other direction, even though sincerely teaching someone something she doesn't understand is in no way some love-induced topic.

Exams in two days. Wish me luck. (:

Lost

Memories faded in the middle of the twilight,
separating us from being entity in the night.
Why bother surrendering your lost winded light,
when you’ll soon see me a hurt in your sight?

My corrupted spirit bled day per day,
why couldn't you understand me in any thoughtful way?
You melted me since I saw you on May,
yet you split your freedom, without say.

My words truly mean what they always ever mean,
but they are not and will never forever green.
I'm sure my flaws you know you have seen,
yet you’ve shifted from what you’ve always ever been.

For some periods I have lost tears the most,
and I kept very silent knowing well your host.
Why do you shine me, the one you would boast,
when all I was, was just a vanquishing ghost?

Sometimes I thought it was all just an illusion,
hey, maybe I just overdid a diversion,
but why do I tend to always feel inversion,
when I indeed felt a similar reversion?

The mystery was solved and my will was bound,
but whatever goes round will come back around.
Deep inside I just wish to listen to the sound,
that I may finally land my feet on the ground.

Indecipherable II

The black-hearted star scintillated dark beauty,
as the wings of damnation spread very unruly.
The blood of an angel hath smothered yours truly,
whom surreal emotions hath embroiled him in fury.

I derived the crimson from the everlasting hell,
as I claimed to originate from malignant shell.
She asked me to await the delirium so well,
deleteriously demanded the symphony of a yell.

An egregious individual, all the best to you,
your scrumptious young feast, too good to be true.
Face suffocation, utter memoirs, just get through,
die a terrible, horrendously superstitious death too.

My soul hast arose to lacerate cyan sky,
but the sin shall devoid myself in a try.
Why hast the sparkles, induce me a cry,
when my heart, with malice, presented a lullaby.

When I fixate my vision onto the blue haze,
all I were to instigate was me to be dazed.
To be deserted in purgatory, lost in the maze,
it were to be fantasy, adhered onto my gaze.