26 August 2009

The performance was a success! :)

It was easily one of the happiest nights I have ever had.

Except for THAT part. But why let that one, small part ruin everything? It's just not worth it.

I will try to update soon. I have actually finished editing all the photos, I just don't feel like posting them up in this blog yet.

I'm waiting. Until I'm ready to loosen my grasp on this precious piece of memory. Until something else happens to take my mind off the performance. Honestly, the performance and the PERSON were all I could think about these past few days.

That day was probably my last time performing with the Form 5 seniors, as they will be graduating and sitting for the exams soon.

Een Joe. I am going to miss you the most. :(

I will forever remember how you bought an .. object which resembles a flower pot, and later used it as a bowl for eating noodles. And how you dragged the comforter from your room to ours.

It's a miserable thought, that in the future you all won't be there anymore. After you leave, the usual places you sit will be occupied by somebody else, somebody unfamiliar, somebody I don't know. Things won't be the same anymore.

It's pretty obvious how things are going to be from the look of things today. Everything seemed different. And really, I mean everything.

I can't wait till PMR is over. I'm not a candidate for the exam but I am, along with the rest of the Form 3 people, wishing that it will be over soon.

Sigh.

December 2008. Cherished moments.

Time moved in such an inexplicably quick manner during those three (or was it four, I can't even remember, it all felt like the same day) days. Why? Why couldn't it have moved slower? I wouldn't have minded staying that way forever.

Far away from all my worries. Far away from all the befuddling, perturbing thoughts I am currently torturing myself with. I can't stop it. Why can't my brain just shut up and leave me in peace?

Personally I wouldn't have minded it if time stopped THAT day, at that exact moment either. Sigh. SIGH. Why do all good things come to an end? I know. Same question, no answer. What. Because life has never been fair, and never will be?

I'll miss you. I already am.

Oh yeah, haters! You'll be glad to know that I'm sick again! Fever. I feel hot and cold. My neck and forehead feels too hot. My toes and fingers are literally freezing. Even when I'm wrapped in my thick, comfy duvet. Even when my fan isn't turned on. Even when I'm wearing a jacket.

I have eaten 6 Panadols in two days, and I'm going to eat 2 more soon, because I can feel all the heat creeping up my neck again. It is such an unpleasant, horrible feeling. I can't stand it. I know eating too many Panadols is bad for one's health but what can I do?

I have been wasting precious time lying on my bed for almost three afternoons straight, tossing and turning, trying to sleep, but unable to. Why? Because it's either too cold. Or too hot. And maybe it's because I just don't feel like sleeping anymore after sleeping for such a long, looooong time.

(always awoken, by not a kiss from a handsome prince but the sweltering heat instead, how romantic is that?)

Blarrgh. I basically can't do anything except sigh, groan, touch my forehead, then my neck, sigh again, feel frustrated ... IF I don't eat Panadols, that is.

But. It's not like I'm going to do my Chinese essay even if I'm not sick. Haha. I don't think I'm making much sense. Where did the Chinese essay come from? That's right! Nowhere! Hohoho. HOT. It's hot.

You know, this is totally ludicrous!!! (okay, it's not) Because the essay is about fires! And I'm being burned by one. An invisible one. Alive. Hahahahaa. Die me.

If I don't die because of the fever, I'm going to die because I ate too many Panadols.

Say goodbye to me, people! Een Joe! x)