Oh sweet lullaby of mine,
Arced with twisted gold,
Kissed by blades of old,
Carved from diamond mold.
Oh sweet lullaby of mine,
Seen through bloody battles,
Heard with desperate rattles,
Wrung above ashen metals.
Oh sweet lullaby of mine,
Walked along the injured lanes,
Sung till the twilight wanes,
Mixed among the scarring pains.
Single melody, calls forth calamity.
Lonely melody, bring dead back to me.
Discrete melody, draw me back to thee.
Sweet melody, lost forever in the bright, red sea.
Sweet, devastated, lullaby.
War cry.
Die.
I'm feeling strangely poetic today, though poems were never my strong points...
Anyway, gotta talk about yesterday, forgot to blog. I did indeed have an interesting day yesterday, but I...um...kind of forgot a lot of things. Do be kind if I've missed out on any juicy details.
-3 March 2009-
Let it be forbidden that Aesthetics are allowed to drag on till lunch! I missed almost the whole lunch period so I could finish attaching the walls of the (immensely heavy) box together. I wouldn't be surprised if no one would buy it. Reason 1: Terrible designs/terrible technical details. Reason 2: It's freaking HEAVY.
There is no way anyone would spend S$10 for the cookies. I mean, they want the cookies, not the freaking box. The box can sit and collect dust and bird poop for all I care...
During Aesthetics, Min Chih and Ning Xin were chatting, and from the chatter was born the most memorable phrase ever: See your face everyday, don't emo cai2 guai4.
You wouldn't believe how we howled with laughter...
After a hasty lunch of fried rice (which I lapped up half of seeing I dropped my spoon even before I started but kind Regina brought me a spoon half-way through), I rushed back up to class for CLE, which was a totally slack subject, reason 1 why I love it so.
Miss Tay decided to chit chat with the second half of the class (which was register no. 17 and up) so we sat around, but most of the time was dedicated to deciding whether Sofia and Moira could consume their food because they had missed lunch due to Aesthetics and Hong Lao Shi wouldn't let them. They looked pretty suggestive when they stood in the corner hunched over their lunches trying to finish them before their allocated 5 minutes was up, something that tickled most of those in the room if not all.
RS was pretty awesome due to the fact that we were allowed to stay in class and not do anything for there was no other teacher who would be 'selling' their RS topic anymore. They said we could work on our proposals, but the problem is, we were supposed to submit them by last Friday... -.-"
Art club as usual disregarding the fact that all the Sec 2s were compressed into 3 tables meant to sit at most 3 people each. Problem was, there was about 12 of us. So to solve the problem, Mr. Wong so intelligently got out a single solitary desk for me to do my claywork at while the model I was supposed to recreate was sitting before Kimberly. How smart can he get?
Ooh, very. He pronounces 'yellow' as 'yallow'. No offense, but it was pretty hilarious. >.<
I made my very first completely-encased form that took shape of a wedge (you know, potato wedge, but it wasn't that long). It was a sphere double-cut. You wouldn't believe how long it took me to figure out the shapes required, but of course, I could waste 10 minutes for that, couldn't I? Especially when the end result was so awesome (it was hollow, H-O-L-L-O-W. No, it's not a monster out of Bleach).
I went on to make a circular platform with a slanting surface, which turned out worse than the wedgie did. I made a few more slabs but decided not to finish the form (as there was about 15 minutes left to the session) and went over to Kimberly's table. I think the reason as to why the convex suface of her wedgie was concave was due to the ultra fat slabs she made (all thanks to Mr. Wong who said it was the right thickness...).
I made a wedgie for her! It was nicer than my first wedgie, but I wouldn't exchange it for nuts. Nuh uh. It was my first, so there was sort of a sentimental value since I actually spent time to FIGURE out how to make it. Put great time and effort into it.
I had to beg Kimberly to use it. She said she didn't want to include something that wasn't what she made in her artwork, which I plainly rebutted with a point that she most definitely did not make the clay and that earned me a 'good one' from Grace, I think.
I'm awesome, yeah...
-4 March 2009-
Drawn from darkness into light,
The soul searches for relief,
It grazes the rays and flinches,
It has never seen such things.
A chance of salvation being bestowed,
By the blood shed by the savior,
Noble lives of endless riches meant nothing,
For the poor were priceless.
Poking guilt and shameless nights,
Wandering aimless and foreign sights,
Sinking depth and endless dispair,
Blindness surrounds and senses bare.
The dawn break sudden,
The reaching rays hasty,
The fire spark abrupt,
The new day arising.
A cloak of pride discarded,
Exchanged for shield and sword,
Conferred upon the truth,
Price was sin of course.
T'was the spell was broken,
By will and sacrifice and crown of thorns,
Forever lives the name of He,
Who dwelt in the highest of courts.
Of course, those Christians would have already guessed what this was about since, like, the second stanza...this one doesn't rhyme at all. It wasn't meant to anyway. I was originally thinking of having this creature of the dark that was suddenly brought into light, but it kind of went askew though that doesn't mean I don't like how it turned out.
Of all subjects to write about, God! I didn't know how it got there, but it's still awesome.
Anyway, just to say, Kimberly and I met up after school today to do some quiet time together. We flipped to Pslams first, read chapter 5 and prayed a little reflection that was followed by some more scripture reading of 1 Timothy, Acts, Exodus, Deuteronomy, Luke, and maybe some random others that I decided to flip to. The concluding prayer ended with me feeling like I was going to fall asleep anytime...probably cause God sedated me too much?
Kimberly and I then plunked ourselves before some computers (we were in the Shaw Lab) and did the Kukup thing. Not sure what we were supposed to do, but we did it anyway. It was only after we had completed it that Kimberly found out we were supposed to read a huge chunk of text and watch a lengthy (and awfully slow-loading) video before we answered. Aw man. But we got full marks anyway. It was only 3 questions and the answers were freaking obvious...
We then had some irresponsible fun on the Mac when we played a few random games like Flugo (or something, it was a type of reversi), some game that looke a lot like that Bubble Breaker (or something) from my father's phone, and had tons of fun typing things into the post-its.
Ominous voice sings:
Ring a ring of posies,
A pocket full of posies,
Achoo, achoo,
We all fall down...
(It's not just a superficial nursery rhyme, you know...)