Upon my fascinating discovery of Sidereel, I have evolved into a sedentary potato lying on my bed watching One Tree Hill while waiting for Greys and Gossip Girls (and the likes) to load and then play them on rotational basis to make the most efficient use of my time.

Yes, I swear there is not other efficient way of spending it.
(Did you say studying?)

But anyhow for that matter. I don't think much's happened over the weekend though I'm pretty glad we went for SSEF. I have been clandestinely been pining for that $150 Borders book voucher (yes May, I'm crafting methods of stealing your portion of it. Maybe you can take my trophy? :D) since I missed the prize presentation on Saturday.

Anyhow, this's a desperate call for anyone to tell me how to start studying. Though my time schedule's always written down on a pretty sheet of paper, it is also partly my fault that those sheets of paper get crunched up and chucked into the bin without a single cancellation stroke.

There's no impetus, so for now I'll continue deluding myself.

Besides, watching House makes me feel so much better than studying.

(And on a sidenote because for some reason I feel horribly guilty to be blogging twice in two days. Okay so I am typing a short entry now but I insist that I'm trying to trick myself into believing I'm not typing. Whatever, go ahead and laugh. I will pout back at you and continue.) It just occured to me that alot of people have forsaken their blogs. These are the people who actually blog about things worth thinking, but I guess the problem's that they tend to stop posting because of the lack of things to say that actually mean something. Based on this revolutionary theory I'm sure you all haven't heard of called the survival of the (fittest/ most thick-skinned), soon all will be annihilated but the people with posts that go 'Yet another post about what I have accomplished today in my Very Very Very interesting life - Photos included w0rrx!' Which's sad, kindof.

Labels: Thoughts

Brooke: I thought I'd find you here. I remember when I found you down here when your mom died.
Peyton: That was 8 years ago. You know Ellie used to watch us down here. She told me that once.
Brooke: It's not going to be like that this time Peyton. You're not going to lose Lucas and Haley the way you lost Ellie and your mom.
Peyton: Or like I lost you? I miss you Brooke.
Brooke: I'm still here.
Peyton: Can we be friends again? Please?
Brooke: Sure.
Peyton: Like before?
Brooke: I'm sorry Peyton, I don't think so. Like before is gone.

Labels: OTH, Thoughts

It is white.

An empty white canvas
With a palette of red.
Landing on the broken bristles,
They smiled and closed.

He had what he needed.

Emphasizing his control in balance,
Every accidental stroke was covered
In a fiery passion of what burned deep within.
More red, he needed more red.

He was red.

The pastel an intense sanguine.
He continued to stroke and brush
His hopes, his dreams, his expectations
Embedding them in the deep red canvas.

He was immortalized.

He lay on the linoleum floor,
His hands stone cold as he ran through
The impasto of neglected history,
Vitrolic tones and acerbic words.

They smiled and closed.



In a simple gesture of formality,
They stepped out of the canvas -
In search for him, but
Where was he?

The auburn stains spoke the lies
Of the truth in their comfort
Lines of red draining
His pale aura lying forgotten -

Wasted.

Too much paint wasted.

Ignoring the rara avis,
Unwanted tears fell over
The pallid skin of what remained
That was not meant to be remembered.

He was white.

It was an empty red canvas,
Caught in the scarlet flames of the furnace
Of his soul in the world
That turned to ash at their touch.

They killed him.

(Guess its been a really long time since I've written anything substantial at all. This isn't too good with my head in a mess, but anyhow, enjoy.)

Labels: Compositions, Thoughts

Not much to post since I was sitting at the front most of the time not really knowing what to do but sit there as a spectator with an awesome view of the finish line and the cheerleading routines. So anyhow.



Another random picture of Hadley Sec 1s before the mass dance while standing behind the sea of purple bandanas.

And henceforth ends the post (which should really be much more interesting). On the sidenote on my Grey's Anatomy spree, here're 5 songs that you could contemplate downloading if you're bored of your current stash in iTunes:

1) Sailed On - Landon Pigg
2) When You Love Someone - Bethany Dillon
3) Love Will Come Through - Travis
4) Make This Go On Forever - Snow Patrol
5) Scratch - Kendall Payne

To your own discretion on Rachel's pretty odd music taste so.

If I fall, I'll try a little harder and get back up
Please stay by me, love
That's what you do when you love someone

Labels: Events, Music, Photos