Currently writing my entries as one whole, then dividing it into parts. Dunno bout you, but I like reading blogs that are legible. Yep, mentioning the obvious, but there's so many damned blogs that can't be read due to 1) gaudy colours. 2)big ass picture with dark overtones covering the whole blog 3) bADZ uSAgE OrF caPitalzZ NdS dA likEz 4) all of the above. So yea, i'm splitting entries into threes. some trilogy! This one's all bout "P". the letter pee. Not excretions from your urinary tract. So after The Promise, comes
Perfunctory Matters
A new beginning begets some fresh thoughts. Thus I thought that a personal update would be welcomed. I should have done this first, but I chose to write a band dictionary instead. Haha! love the dictionary though. So I was looking at my first post on this site, and a strange wave of age just rose up from within me. It's not that long time ago, but it seems like a different me. So angsty, wanting to prove something, trying to swim against the current like a pregnant salmon. See i've always loved writing, and that has been expressed ad infinitum already, but the blogs I've experienced were all bitch fests. Thus I wanted to be the "smart and intellectual blog on the net, for all your daily head growing needs" and bs like that. You can't change the world. I've come to realize that. heh. So what if your site is intellectual and spouts political commentary, religious studies and all? If its a pretense just to be different, then what's the point? Not saying that I don't like philosophizing, commenting on social issues and the like, but if the basis of starting a writing pad is to appear higherthanthou, then that's the wrong motive.
Thus and henceforth, I write because I love to write. Be it so that I may talk about any issue close to my hut, erm heart. No pretense. Just present tense.
Now I find myself trying to define my life even further. Educational options, Career paths et al , I see myself trying to take ownership of the peripheral and major reins of my life. For instance, I was at Marina Mandarin the other day, and I saw this live band at the chillout lounge there. Oh and btw the lounge was so so nice. they had orange sofas. Nuff said. Haha I'm gonna bring some girl there someday man. Anyway, the bad consisted of 2 violins, a piano and double bass. Instinct went "dammit they need a sax", A sax. not some sex. Ahem. K then and only this year would have the thought of "I wonder if they'd hire me in a year or two" flashed through my mind. And I don't believe it was coincidence that I kept envisioning myself playing alongside them, earning cash and stuff. And I say in a year or two coz a) i'll be legal for the after party drinks (hehehe) and b) I'm gonna have some hardcore sax practice this period of time. Time to go beyond band music. heh. And besides playing in a chillout band like that, I have entertained myself with many visions of careers in different industries, something I wouldn't have done at the start of this year.
With regards to education, I'm currently unsure of what to expect. IB stands for I BELIEVE i guess, coz you need more faith than a black preacher man to not worry about the state of affairs next year. Haven't heard from CEOng yet, and although I'm sure the teachers are undergoing rigorous training now to develop us into, what was that again Scholars Leaders and Global Citizens, the building ain't built yet. And as far as I'm concerned, that pretty much characterizes the state of affairs right now. Also, just how many new students will there be next year?I don't really care bout the size of the female cohort or whatever, but my major gripe with IB is that it has promised so much, yet delivered so little. To be fair, I Believe (har har) that the IB will be a success, and that I have not made the wrong decision with my education.
But until then, to the good people @ Acsi,please give my fellow guinea pigs some confeedents that I won't be walking into one of the manholes that I'd have mistaken for a classroom next year.
and to end my entry, an emo look at mr kenneth lim with his sax. my my. aren't we looking serious today. :)
Delivered at 10:42 PM;
KENNETH
Name:Slumber
Born:16th August
FANCIES
Him.K.anglo-chinese.music for the passionate.marvel.gunners.
Orange.debate.
long bus rides armed with an eye and a pod.74.
philosophizing.dystopia.
coffee.Rove.Health.Famary.
Buddies.
writing.1984.
expression.Italian food.
journeys.teh-peng.
stream of consciousness.
witty play on words.musing.
accents.the heartrands.performing.
being a closet connossieur.
a point of view.vigorous
interaction with spherical objects.
irony&pathos.yum.
JS.spirit.a girl that would smile
