drowning... and scheming >=)

Well ladies and gents, it's that time again. Yep, that's right. It's CRUNCH time for the university/college students. Or as I like to call it, it's the time to

JUMP ON THE BIG ASS WAGON OF EDUCATION AND HOPE TO GOD YOU DON'T FALL OFF.

I swear I feel like I'm submerged under water and some prick is holding my head down in the water. I'm struggling to get back up and I'm gasping for air but it's not quite enough to sustain my life. I just end up swallowing more water. Now, I'm at the point where I'm losing the energy to fight and slowly...losing...consciousness. BUT that's just me. Don't worry. I'm not ready to give up just yet. I'm gonna give it my best.

In other news, I've come up with a little plan. You might call me crazy...possibly, but it's way more fun to be crazy than it is to be "normal". Anyways, I'm proud of myself for thinking of it. I'm 110% sure, it will be a success. In a way, I hope this will show off a more mature side of me. I certainly feel like I have grown from it. Hahaha, I just can't help but laugh because I know whoever is reading this is confused as hell right now. Well...too bad. I won't tell. =P

It's business time...you know why? Because...I'm wearing my business socks...Oh baby!
It's business, it's business time!
(btw, those ^ are lyrics from the song Business Time by Flight of the Concords)

But, it really is time to get down to business. It's time to start my article analysis. Yay!

take a bow

These are the lyrics for Rihanna's new song Take a bow. I'm in love with this song.

How about a round of applause

A standing ovation

You look so dumb right now

Standing outside my house

Trying to apologize

You're so ugly when you cry

Please, just cut it out

[Chorus]

Don't tell me you're sorry cuz you're not

Baby when I know you're only sorry you got caught

But you put on quite a show

You really had me going

But now it's time to go

Curtain's finally closing

That was quite a show

Very entertaining

But it's over now

Go on and take a bow

Grab your clothes and get gone

You better hurry up before the sprinklers come on

Talkin' about, girl, I love you, you're the one

This just looks like the re-run

Please, what else is on

[Chorus]

And don't tell me you're sorry cuz you're not

Baby when I know you're only sorry you got caught

But you put on quite a show

You really had me going

But now it's time to go

Curtain's finally closing

That was quite a show

Very entertaining

But it's over now

Go on and take a bow

And the award for the best liar goes to you

For making me believe that you could be

Faithful to me

Let's hear your speech oh

How about a round of applause

A standing ovation

[Chorus]

But you put on quite a show

You really had me going

But now it's time to go

Curtain's finally closing

That was quite a show

Very entertaining

But it's over now

Go on and take a bow

But it’s over now

a blog for him...

I don't expect you to read this. But on the off chance that you do, I will not mention names. I had a lot of fun today. Rough housing in the basement, playing Super Smash Bros Brawl and just chilling on the couch, was quite enjoyable for me. I really felt terrible about last night. I don't know what made me mention it to you. I just know that you prefer I tell you what's bothering me rather than you digging it out of me. It really hurt though, getting off the phone. I even cried about it this morning. But when you called me back and told me you still wanted to come, I was really happy. It surprised me when you didn't call her after she sent you that text. It also surprised me that you weren't wearing the bracelet that she got for your birthday. On the one hand, I was happy. I had been waiting for you to do something like that for a while. On the other hand, I felt really bad. I felt like I was being so childish for expecting you to do something like that. I assume you called or texted her either when you got home or when you got to your car.

I'm really vulnerable when it comes to you...I don't know if you realize that.

Despite my efforts to put up walls and try to protect myself, you're still able to break through them with ease. I really don't mean to make you feel like I don't see when you're trying. I know you're trying really hard. I was blinded by jealousy. Like a child, crying for attention when she doesn't get what she wants, I picked fights to get your attention. In a way it was a sign which would let me know you still care about me.

It's been so long since you've written me a love letter. I'd love to receive one once again.

I really hope I never make you regret staying with me. I know I can be a handful. But I look at my parents. My dad doesn't always make my mom happy. In fact, he makes a lot of mistakes. But she forgives him for them and doesn't let them get in the way of their marriage. So, it's okay if you and I make mistakes. What matters is that we don't let those mistakes get in the way of our happiness.

Here's hoping that you still love me and want to be with me.

I love you baby.

blogging for the sake of...blogging

I had written more here before, but unfortunately my laptop overheated and shut down by itself before I had a chance to publish it. However, I am stubborn and I insist on making this entry.
It is almost 2:00 am and instead of sleeping like any normal person would be when they are tired, I have recreated my blog site...using the same name. I can't really help it. I liked the name before. It suited what I had written before. Thoughts and expressions. Okay, really I just wanted to show off my knowledge of simple theory (ok, so I only took Preliminary Rudiments but I still earned First Class Honours with Distinction). I am only remembering now how good it feels to have your thoughts written down, or should say typed out. Though I know this probably won't really be seen by anyone, I still find comfort in putting my feelings and thoughts down on this blog, almost like a journal of sorts. I decided to start blogging again because I felt inspired by a friend of a friend of mine. I came to find out more about her through her blogs. I especially enjoyed her stories about unrequited love. I felt that she wrote very well. Some of her blogs were dark at times but nevertheless, I felt compelled to read more. That kind of sounded stalker-ish. Anyway, I would like to improve my writing skills and so I thought I would practice by blogging. After all, blogging is like telling a story. You have to be aware that no matter what, you are writing for an audience, so you want to make sure you get the right points and ideas across. Otherwise, you will confuse and overwhelm your readers.

I did have an idea for posting another blog, but I am starting to feel exhausted. I suppose I will have much more to write about later.

So long, farewell, Aviderzein, Good night...morning.