3.30am Attempt At Poetry

Okay so B and I were talking crap on FB chat in the middle of the night, feeling very lame but not able to sleep, so we ended up trying our minds at poetry (which failed hilariously enough) while being semi-conscious.

It's weird how crazy one can get when our minds are on the line between dreams and reality.

For example:

Cannibal canine. (this is a random example of alliteration)

Cat

Such a

Cat 

Nine lives 

Two eternities

Such a cat 

Smile

Mouse

You catch and play

In your pink paw

By the grey tail

Squeak

Swallows

In a gulp

(Got alliteration somemore, cool eh? :P)

Mouse Part 2

I saw a mouse crossing the road. 

How minuscule the mouse was, 

hiding from mechanical machines that would otherwise kill it. 

The mouse was thin, in an environment of metal monsters, 

it held its ground. 

Avoiding the sharp iron fangs

it ran from bush to bush.

I saw it with my own eyes, 

and you - were there. 

We were together. 

You said "aw so cute!". 

While in my head, 

I saw the cruelty of the world. 

In a dog eat dog world, the mouse lived. 

I saw a man. The mouse was young, 

nonetheless was it any less a man than 

I am.

Mouse (Part 3)

Is it the mouse

Who gulp with fear at the long whiskers

Or the cat

Who gulp in satisfaction at the furry mass sliding 

Down the stomach

Tail half chewed

Like gum between its teeth

Slumber

Slumber in peace 
Among the clouds and a passing feather
Away from crowds and pressing matters 
Like a baby in a cot 
Gently sway with childlike innocence
And a cat caught a bird in flight
Awaking thee from thy slumber 

(Line 2 and 3 so cool, he mirrored my line :D)

Continuation of Bird

The bird sent a tweeter and my phone vibrate

So I woke up

The end

Because I was tired.

LOL. Bedtime poems, literally. :3
Love,

So Much of Nothing

One can feel so much something,
Yet so much nothing.

If actually feeling something is being oversensitive and poses a danger to any relationship with any human, is it better to feel nothing, play safe and prevent chronic pessimism?

Feeling like a statue, a stone cold statue
Why does one feel nothing? Exhaustion? Of what?
It frightens me that I am feeling almost nothing, whatever you do, whatever happens.
I take it in a stride of indifference
Flows along in a river of nonchalance
Why?

Why am I such extremes, as if I am bipolar
Overwhelmed by emotions at first, and now what?
Simply a lack of concern, simply I don't care
Why can't one be healthy, balanced and wonderful?

Whatever suits you, whatever floats your boat
Whatever makes you happy
Just go ahead and do it
Even if you neglect me, even if you forget me
I am indifferent to it, do whatever you like.

I wish I can hate you, I wish this still hurts and upsets me
I wish I still bother to argue with you
But this change, this change in me
Is unnerving, is frightening even me,
The owner of my mind and my heart
The opposite of love is not hate, but indifference.

Why do I not care anymore?
How is it possible that one single moment can change one whole level of feelings?
How is it possible that one can change without your own consent?
Is this irreversible?

And life, is such a sad responsibility
In this annoying world with too much superficiality and too much noise.

Stress Gonna Hit Hard In A Week

I'm a happy-go-lucky person.

I don't stress out until the day stress hits.
As in I am not a chronic stressor. I am an acute stressor.
(psychology much. :x)

Anyways. People have been stressing out a lot these days while preparing for the start of the new semester. IB holidays are cool, they gave us a month in December and school starts in January, which is great 'cause it makes me feel like high school all over again and it feels kinda proper.

I have not been stressing out. In fact, I'm still having fun being addicted to Temple Run 2, lazing around in bed and not getting up before 2pm, so on and so forth.
I haven't done much of homework, for example psych essays, english commentary, econs IA and IOP are all waiting for me, not to mention research and reading of Woman At Point Zero.
(according to friends, it's graphic and very ew. I wonder how ew. Maus wasn't ew at all and people say it's graphically violent. I'm like, you disappoint me, Maus. .________.)

That said, I have finished my Psych IA entirely 101%. As in including the cover page and everything. I swear I spent more time cutting out stuff from it to fit the word count than writing and conducting it combined. :x
However, I'm still a bit unsure whether all the bits are proper or not though. I'll have to look around for someone to help me check it through.

And I've updated my CAS wiki, plus edited all the newsletter articles and written mine, and also attended 3 days of Myvillage camp. And I attended a high school class gathering. So I did do quite some stuff. :)
And I'm planning for the 4 days I'm gonna bring Nic, LeE and B around Penang. I'm stressed out over that because they're coming like tomorrow and I'm worried shitless that they might be bored or things might go wrong or something. :x
Mar and Laj gonna come too but Laj had dengue at the last minute so they're not coming anymore. Sads. Get well soon though :)

So we were trying to find people to come but all of them so very stressed out and doing their homework and stuff so they can't. Haih. Whys all kiasu people you tell me. :/
I would've asked my friends along if they didn't happen to be Penangites. :x
Oh well.
Oh yeah, I could've asked Myvillage peeps like the four-blooded guy and Nabil. Buts then it's soooo late already now. Bus leaving 9.30am tomorrow.
Never mind lahs. Double date it is.

Stress coming in a week when semester 2 starts again, so I might as well make full use of the next few days and enjoy moreeeees. :D

Okays now back to memorising all the bus routes................................................
Love,