so maybe we're not okay.
but i already knew that from the start.
at long long last, the time for exams has finally arrived once again.
so i'm finding myself this weekend, between LOTS AND LOTS of procrastination, my head stuck in books.
so tomorrow, i've got my indo and math exam.
i was hoping that indo would be one of the last exams, like the last time, but i guess things can't always go my way, hey?
i have a very very bad feeling about my english exam =S hopefully it won't be too bad.
i've got soo much to do today yet i'm finding myself here sitting at my computer, blogging.
on the bright side, after all of this is over and done with, i can relax.
this weekend is gonna be absolute bliss. boy, isn't this exciting =D
"while you have your agenda, a life to pursuit"
let the music drown out my thoughts and make it feel like it's okay.
no, it's not easy, no one ever said it would be.
let's save ourselves before it gets any worst.
it's all false love and affection
you don't want me
you just like the attention
the blackberry bold 9700 is absolute heaven
i HAVE to get it.
i had a not so great dream last night,
my violin result - B.
but then, they don't even have B's for ABRSM. i guess it would be an equivalent of a merit. =S
so i've jst checked it out
100 marks for a pass
120 marks for merit
and 130 for a distinction.
this is crazy, i hate this, waiting for the results to come out. i wish i could jst find out now =(
i've got an indo test tomorrow, but i have absolutely no motivation to try and revise for it. i hate learning vocab =(
i'm glad to say that i have finally gotten my violin exam over and done with.
all
those months the time that i have spent in this past
one month has hopefully paid off to a good result, fingers crossed. i won't be needing to touch my violin for the next week or so (it's nice knowing i can finally take a break) but then i've got unaccompanied bach running right at me after.
so, now it's time to get down to some academic work. in an ideal world, i'd be starting to revise this weekend, but realistically it'll only start some time next week or so.
i've already decided i'm taking a day off tomorrow to reward myself. =) which might end up being more than one day of rewards.
but a driving force: i have finally found an incentive to score during my exams and it's only to get my hands on that blackberry.
things are looking up:
-jam-packed studying about to happen.
-exams.
-relax over the weekend after.
-camp.
-bludge..
and enjoy a lovely summer back home, at last. that would take me to my very first year being completed at plc. seems like i've made it so far, i'm surprised myself.
something worth reading?
"in the evening, as the sun started ot set,
its rays were cloaked by the darkness it met.
i stopped him, an old man, blinded by strife,
while right then, time portrayed the years of his life.
he dragged his feet slowly, so burdened he bent;
on his third foot, his cane, in his right hand he leant.
his back, like a bow, was twisted from age,
so frail beneath his brows, his weak eyes were a gauge.
his tired eyes, protected by his ancient hands,
as if to shield them, from the shifting sands.
his old grey face was wrinkled and lined,
and told of history, both hidden and blind.
it looked like what was in the palms inscribed,
by people of the ages past, gone, and perished.
the veins in his palms revealed his past tears,
which increased with the passing of sorrowful years.
his skin hung, like an old pleated gown,
weakened with wrinkles which spread from his frown.
the debts of time condemned him still,
which, till this day he could not fill.
his hands shiver, not from cold or gear,
but absolute frailty hurries them near.
his voice, as if from a deep well would echo,
bottomless, lifeless, and so hollow.
time has passed, with all that he knew,
an old world for which his yearning grew.
with such ancient knowledge, he spoke of the past,
as if, with Noah, he had raised the mast.
he spoke of his youth with nostalgic pain,
like a man who would sail on the Ark once again.
when asked if all of life's goals had been met,
he was struck by the silence of a sad sunset.
he said, "life flashes by, happy or sad;
a simple day, passes with good times nad bad.
one hopes for a life filled with good deeds,
with a soul intent on honoring man's needs."
as the sun set, the symbol of our age i found in him,
as our end's clear meaning grew ever so grim.
day and night, life passes by,
until from the ruins the captive soars high."
-Mohammed Bin Rashid Al Maktoum