Camomile.Lemon.Peppermint.Blackcurrant.
few will understand the heading, but those who do will know the depth of my gratitude for me to be thinking of this.
today proved one thing. it proved that humanities, while being a very cool thing involving thinking and interesting facts is more than all that. it is a sport. it is a test of muscles. in the hand. one's ability to withstand crams and undergo high pressure. it is very much a track and field event. or should i say table and pen event. a test of speed. yes. a test of speed.
never you mind.
ever wondered about a certain group of people i like to call 'action-men'. it began with one, in sec1, he was the 'action-man' but yeah, we were soon to realize that their many if them all around. than again, its better played by the sisters, but their not quite action-men, more like mystique, but the principle still applies.
i still remember, in sec 1, like every morning, the all-time favourite 1-9 would gather at the court and play ball. the proper way. not soccer, but ball. like bball. yeah, now you're talking. but that was the past.
i cant remember who shouted it out, but i remember who underwent that name from than forth. he was the action-man. in bball, well, it was just plain fancy. in speaking, all fluff. and getting on the right side of teachers was a hobby. he even practised it on the bookshop aunty. actually, that kinda does injustice to him cuz he could really play ball, speak sense and get good grades based on pure merit. but he's still the action-man nonetheless. all action. and a good friend.
but sometimes, these kind of people make you think. why're they doing this. there're 2 possible motives that i can think of. i'm sorry i only have 2.
A. they could really be action-man. they like action. they like acting. they watch all the cool shows, know all the lines of white chics by heart (no hint intended), read lots of books and are just plain cliche-ish. i cant say i'm guilt-free of it. we all are. just some more than others. and to a certain extent, cliche-d writting does appeal to many. if, if you can pull it off. than again, some people make it a lifestyle. and just cant do it. and i dont know what to say. its seems childish, to put it crudely. very childish. only a kid tries to act like someone older than his age. but the kid matures. and he becomes possibility B.
B. they become mystique. this, to be very plain, is just a higher level of acting. it actually seems real. but their motive is more of to hide truth. some do it to be nice. some do it with the intention of manipulating. others just want to potray a better image of themselves. but there is a certain degree of lying in this. sometimes, we do what seems best rather than what we actually are. if i say so and so, i will seem to be -fill in the blanks-, so i pretend to be like that. sometimes, i do wonder whether my once action-man of a friend is has the intentions of A or B. but after thorough thinking, i know he's still the friend i used to know him as. he just is the mystique he is now to mantain his neutral stance towards things. a stance i used to share regrett not doing so now. its kinda like upholdoing a certain reputation. and some people do that for that.
i think there was a better link than this, but somehow my trail of thought was lost somewhere in all this. maybe its cuz i didnt, ot never draft things out, or i cld blame my mom for nagging, or it cld well be my consience reminding me i have 3 papers tmr starting approximately 14 hours form now.
it seems as though all that i write has a response. unfortunately, i darent respond to those responses. sheesh. this is getting explicit.
part cuz everything i write about tends to be quixotic and exists only in a vaccuum and part cuz i darent make things too palpable. but we know it's to end soon. i hope.
the first move.
not now.
soon.
soon.
i hope.
i hope.
A Soothing blend of camomile blossoms and ederflowers.
A Tangy comnbination for a Sensational burst of Citrus flavours.
A Refreshing tea with an Amazing Cooling sensation.
A Fruity combination for a Delicious Fruity tast.
few will understand the heading, but those who do will know the depth of my gratitude for me to be thinking of this.
today proved one thing. it proved that humanities, while being a very cool thing involving thinking and interesting facts is more than all that. it is a sport. it is a test of muscles. in the hand. one's ability to withstand crams and undergo high pressure. it is very much a track and field event. or should i say table and pen event. a test of speed. yes. a test of speed.
never you mind.
ever wondered about a certain group of people i like to call 'action-men'. it began with one, in sec1, he was the 'action-man' but yeah, we were soon to realize that their many if them all around. than again, its better played by the sisters, but their not quite action-men, more like mystique, but the principle still applies.
i still remember, in sec 1, like every morning, the all-time favourite 1-9 would gather at the court and play ball. the proper way. not soccer, but ball. like bball. yeah, now you're talking. but that was the past.
i cant remember who shouted it out, but i remember who underwent that name from than forth. he was the action-man. in bball, well, it was just plain fancy. in speaking, all fluff. and getting on the right side of teachers was a hobby. he even practised it on the bookshop aunty. actually, that kinda does injustice to him cuz he could really play ball, speak sense and get good grades based on pure merit. but he's still the action-man nonetheless. all action. and a good friend.
but sometimes, these kind of people make you think. why're they doing this. there're 2 possible motives that i can think of. i'm sorry i only have 2.
A. they could really be action-man. they like action. they like acting. they watch all the cool shows, know all the lines of white chics by heart (no hint intended), read lots of books and are just plain cliche-ish. i cant say i'm guilt-free of it. we all are. just some more than others. and to a certain extent, cliche-d writting does appeal to many. if, if you can pull it off. than again, some people make it a lifestyle. and just cant do it. and i dont know what to say. its seems childish, to put it crudely. very childish. only a kid tries to act like someone older than his age. but the kid matures. and he becomes possibility B.
B. they become mystique. this, to be very plain, is just a higher level of acting. it actually seems real. but their motive is more of to hide truth. some do it to be nice. some do it with the intention of manipulating. others just want to potray a better image of themselves. but there is a certain degree of lying in this. sometimes, we do what seems best rather than what we actually are. if i say so and so, i will seem to be -fill in the blanks-, so i pretend to be like that. sometimes, i do wonder whether my once action-man of a friend is has the intentions of A or B. but after thorough thinking, i know he's still the friend i used to know him as. he just is the mystique he is now to mantain his neutral stance towards things. a stance i used to share regrett not doing so now. its kinda like upholdoing a certain reputation. and some people do that for that.
i think there was a better link than this, but somehow my trail of thought was lost somewhere in all this. maybe its cuz i didnt, ot never draft things out, or i cld blame my mom for nagging, or it cld well be my consience reminding me i have 3 papers tmr starting approximately 14 hours form now.
it seems as though all that i write has a response. unfortunately, i darent respond to those responses. sheesh. this is getting explicit.
part cuz everything i write about tends to be quixotic and exists only in a vaccuum and part cuz i darent make things too palpable. but we know it's to end soon. i hope.
the first move.
not now.
soon.
soon.
i hope.
i hope.
A Soothing blend of camomile blossoms and ederflowers.
A Tangy comnbination for a Sensational burst of Citrus flavours.
A Refreshing tea with an Amazing Cooling sensation.
A Fruity combination for a Delicious Fruity tast.