Protected: Of Infatuation, Crushes, Love. Pt 2.
Published March 8, 2009 Drabble , Muse Enter your password to view commentsProtected: Of Infatuation, Crushes and Love.
Published February 26, 2009 Drabble , Muse Enter your password to view commentsI wake up early
Ready to start the day
But I can’t lift my eyelids,
and I fall under sleep’s sway.
I get jostled, kicked,
To get me awake.
How I wish that
School was actually fake.
I stagger outside
Still drowsy from sleep
I scald my tongue on
the Milo, and then shout ‘MEEP!’
I stumble into the shower
To get clean
Then I stare at the mirror
What? I’m not gonna preen.
I put on my ‘immaculate’ shoes.
And step out into the morning air
I suddenly realise in the lift,
‘Crap, I didn’t comb my hair’.
I reach school in a daze
As redundant as it seems,
And then I get woken up
as my head collides with a beam.
I try to concentrate in class
But the humour is too much.
I drop on the floor laughing
It seems my class has that touch.
I get pissed later
In some kind of debate
FF- I say,
And it abates.
I go home by bus
And sink into sleep
Then I wake up when
I get pushed by some creep.
I get unreasonably scolded
by who else, I say.
I run to my room
and get on my bed, to lay.
I play emotional songs,
Chou, Welcome to My Life
I feel under the weather
As I suppress the need of strife.
And then it starts again
School, humour, whatnot
How I wish I was still a baby
Sucking my thumb in a cot.
“Topaz! Topaz! Topaz! Topaz!”
Today was the Mass Run for my school, Tampines Secondary School, and I must say, it was better than last year’s, although with a few kinks.
My class was not at all united for the preparation for the Mass Run, all discussing in their cliques, which gets me peeved because one class is ONE clique, it is not made up of different groups. So, because of our ‘un-unitedness’, our mascot sucked.
Black painted hands, 2e5 splashed on the side of his face, gold sprayed hair and with a yellow bandana tied to his neck, Kenneth was not even comparable to the other classes. What is this? Teamwork? Unison? He looked more like a hobo instead of a so-called ‘Maui Warrior’, and guess what, everyone blames the Chairman.
2E5, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOUR HEADS? PLEASE, OCEANIA AS THE THEME IS NOT HARD AT ALL. And yet SOME people had to choose ‘New Zealand’, which they claim is ‘well-known for their rugby’, and decided that Kenneth should wear a Rugby costume. I tried giving a suggestion, A SENSIBLE ONE, like Australia, Aborigines, anyone? But nooo, Izzati had to shout ’shut up’ at me. And the girls near the door were arguing with each other.
Hawaii was a good choice, but THEY decided it was too clichéd. So WHAT? AT LEAST WE WON’T BE LOOKING LIKE A BUNCH OF IDIOTS CLAD IN YELLOW. Urghh, the so-called ‘unity’ in my class.
And then there was the argument of who was bringing the stuff. Guess what, [the following might be false, I'm not totally sure of what I heard, so apologies if it is.] Priscilla told me that either Khai or Lina would bring the stuff, but guess what, both denied it. If I was part of the preparation, I would have brought it, but then again nooo, Izzati had to shut me up. WHATS UP?
I’m kinda pissed now. I’ll be listening to Tsukiko Amano to vent my frustrations.
-Marc/.
Valentine’s
‘OMG YAY ITS VALENTINE’S DAY ITS TIME TO FLIRT WITH SOME GIRLS AND GET MYSELF A WHORE, THEN, I CAN PROCEED TO BUST MY LIFE SAVINGS ON ROSES, CHOCOLATES AND RIDICULOUSLY PRICED VALENTINE’S CARDS! YAAY!’
Sounds like what a lovesick teenager say? Definitely.
I don’t get what’s the hype about Valentine’s Day, really. I know its about celebrating your loved ones, but its a tad (make that TOO) overrated. I mean, like New Year’s and Christmas (no offence to any Christians out there, I know I didn’t take any insult), you walk into a store and you see, smack in the middle of the ceiling,
‘VALENTINE’S SALE DOWNSTAIRS, 20~70% OFF! BUY SOMETHING FOR YOUR LOVED ONES TODAY!’
Pishposh, that’s what I call over-commercialising. Urgh. Like Christmas, from celebrating Christ’s birth, it turned into some overrated affair with commercialising here and there, worrying about presents, NOT GOING TO CHURCH and seeing it as an opportunity to sell your wares. I mean, what? Oh, this ain’t all. There’s still the part about the lovesick teenagers, but I’ll get to that soon.
Can’t we all celebrate Valentine’s on a less, how do you call it, money-faced way? How ’bout just saying to your loved ones, ‘I love you’, rather than spending 10-odd dollars on a piece of cardboard embossed with hearts, ‘I love you’s and ‘BE MY VALENTINE!’ splattered all over it. Did I mention that some are PERFUMED? What a waste of money, please. Saying ‘I love you’ has more meaning as to giving a card to that special someone and then running away, leaving the girl/boy to stand dumbfounded and staring at the card. Seriously, try it. It has more ‘feel’ to convey it verbally, rather than through a piece of card. Here’s an idea, create your own card, it makes you look more sincere. Be it Photoshop, handmade, or whatnot.
And then there’s the part with the lovesick teenagers and PRIMARY SCHOOL KIDS. Yes, you heard me, PRIMARY SCHOOL. It’s okay to celebrate Valentine’s Day, I’m not saying you shouldn’t, but to have a boyfriend/girlfriend at a young age, that’s ridiculous. I have had a fair share of looking at people’s blog and seeing ‘Oh, I’m so sad, everyone’s having fun with their BF/GF while I’m here and stuck, alone, without someone to love me’.
That’s plainly stupid.
Firstly, not ‘everyone’ has a BF/GF, go find a friend who doesn’t. Secondly, for God’s sake, YOU ARE NOT ALONE IF YOU DON’T HAVE A SIGNIFICANT OTHER. Let me interpret that for you. ‘What are friends for?’. So what if you don’t have an other half, go celebrate V’s Day with your friends, damn it, and stop moping in your blog about your love problems. Thirdly, if you have no one to love you, would you be having a roof to live under, would you have food to eat, would you have water to drink? No, you wouldn’t, because, since you said ‘I don’t have someone to love me’. Does that mean your parents don’t love you? Does that mean your friends don’t love you? Please, stop saying that.
And there’s the lovesick part. No, don’t get it wrong, the above part was about ‘love-problem’d teenagers’ while this part is about the ‘desperate for a boyfriend/girlfriend/valentine teenagers’ part. I’ve seen countless of this message on MSN personal messages, blogs and even forwarded emails. The message? ‘Be my valentine, will you?’. That just makes you sound desperate for love. I mean, first, you’re too young. Second, you’re too young. And thirdly, YOU’RE TOO FREAKING YOUNG. What ARE you, a pervert? Stop going around acting all ‘emo’ (I hate that so-called ‘word’) just because you don’t have a boyf/girlf. There’s more to life than boyfriends and girlfriends, damn. Concentrate on your studies, before you fail your exams. Relationships can come later, damn. Seriously.
Okay. I was bored. But what I said was true. Stop being so desperate. Kthxbai.
-Marc/.
Dayummm. I finally got my own WordPress blog. Hee hee. WordPress’ features are awsum. This shall be my rant/drabble/reflection/cheem english blog, since my classmates can’t stand me using intellectual words on my normal blog. Heehee.
My header is the sex.
-Marc.
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