Friday, January 26, 2007
So, today I'll be taking to the terrain , sending my adizeros to yellow & evil mud puddles , feeling constipated , letting sweat drops pierce my eyeballs and getting slapped by skinny but vicious tree branches. I 'm rather.. excited. However, its raining bugs and spiders. In addition, I have not been informed of the assembly location. Can de lah. I think
Work is starting to pile up. This year, I feel responsible. I need to be responsible. No more, kicking random shots, gotta score goals now. I will read my notes til my eyes bulge. Sleep on time. Not stay out too late. and make sure floorball doesn't screw my backbone.
Here I 'm sitting alone in my backyard , watching drop after drop fall from the wet linen. They were dry moments ago. The abrupt outburst from above drenched it thoroughly. Then, it starts trying to get dry all over again. Heavy and unwilling but soon light and sweet-smelling. Oh! when will the sun show itself again
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Did i mention, its a joy watching the science peeps wreck their brainies over weird formulas. IT IS A JOY. So technical , rigid as claimed but hard to achieve. Why not be peppered with ideas, before whipping up a blossomed and unexpected piece of work. Finally to be pleasantly surprised. Well, its all part of this certain exploration , where we either slap ourselves for making mistakes or invite slaps from others by not been quick enough to do it yourself.
As some might say " If it rains, I'll have diahorrea"
I say , " If it rains, let it." ¶ 7:34 PM
Work is starting to pile up. This year, I feel responsible. I need to be responsible. No more, kicking random shots, gotta score goals now. I will read my notes til my eyes bulge. Sleep on time. Not stay out too late. and make sure floorball doesn't screw my backbone.
Here I 'm sitting alone in my backyard , watching drop after drop fall from the wet linen. They were dry moments ago. The abrupt outburst from above drenched it thoroughly. Then, it starts trying to get dry all over again. Heavy and unwilling but soon light and sweet-smelling. Oh! when will the sun show itself again
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Did i mention, its a joy watching the science peeps wreck their brainies over weird formulas. IT IS A JOY. So technical , rigid as claimed but hard to achieve. Why not be peppered with ideas, before whipping up a blossomed and unexpected piece of work. Finally to be pleasantly surprised. Well, its all part of this certain exploration , where we either slap ourselves for making mistakes or invite slaps from others by not been quick enough to do it yourself.
As some might say " If it rains, I'll have diahorrea"
I say , " If it rains, let it." ¶ 7:34 PM
