June 2011
31 posts
Lua
Conor Oberst with Gillian Welch
ache:
Lua - Conor Oberst and Gillian Welch (Cover of Bright Eyes)
I know you have a heavy heart, I can feel it when we kiss. So many men stronger than me have thrown their backs out trying to lift it.
But me I’m not a gamble, you can count on me to split. The love I sell you in the evening by the morning won’t exist.
“I’m a cereal killer…!”
—
Confessions of a balloon
Bright neon colours
Of blue, green, pink and yellow
Helium-filled and
Weighed down
Futile efforts, wasted dreams
Tied to inanimate rocks
Of monstrous proportions
Bindings removed
Balloon flies free
Only to realize its substance
Leak away into the atmosphere…
- C.
Going under, staying under
There are so many things going on right now I feel like my head’s about to split into a million little pieces. Wait, actually I do hope it splits into a million pieces so I can fit each little piece to the million things I have to do, then combine them all back into one whole, retaining all its information. How convenient!
But right now, everything’s just a crazy mess and try as I might, I can’t seem to set things straight. It’s impossible at the moment and I feel somewhat overwhelmed by it all.
There’s packing for the overseas trip to Cambodia (which I haven’t even done even though I’m flying off in a day’s time!), application for bursary and submission of documents within 7 working days, Orientation Camp from 11th to 15th July (which I only found out after checking my almost dead Facebook account and quickly applied), CCA club orientation application (I have yet to decide on the CCA I want to join), checking hostel allocation results around the 20th of July and making payment by 27th July (I hope I don’t get some weird, shitty roommate) and online matriculation for NTU from the 26th to 28th of July. Not forgetting that attending the camps themselves take up almost two whole weeks. And after that, school term starts. I. Can’t. Breathe. Can you see why?
Reality vs. Expectations
I can still hardly believe I got in to NTU’s Communications course! It’s like a dream come true… No correction: it is a dream come true!
I thought Rachel was lying when she told me that my appeal had gotten through. I mean, I totally believed that it was nigh impossible for me to get in and they didn’t even call me up for an interview (which is kind of weird in retrospect). But who cares!?
I’m soooo glad to have gotten in and I’ll definitely work hard at doing well… Definitely!
“Nothing so consumes a person as meaningless exertion.”
—The Wind-up Bird Chronicle by Haruki Murakami
