THE TIME MAKER
The Craftsman: shou jian
Origins:
RafflesInstitution
ThreeK
TennisTeam
Pleasures: artistic ticks
Specifications:
Has a-thing-in-e-head that never stops ticking.
But it never creates the time to indulge in academically pleasing pleasures.
Instead it ticks out a bed of de-colourised fur (or some call it hair).
Cursed by the thing-in-e-head, it constantly produces ever-lasting, never-ending emotional life-timers.
Most of it may be recyclable timings - but only if one has a heart&brain like me. few do.
Some of it would be just bland, tasteless written talk. But only to those who share a heart&brain unlike any of mine.
So this is the timing of the ticking and tocking going on inside and only inside my life-brain.
Feel free to tell the time. But few do.
Wednesday, March 7, 2007
a day of disappointment.
tennis finals today was just not our day.
right from the start, the line-up had to go haywire.
our best was suppose to fight their not so good, but god didn't turn things that way.
our sacrifice was suppose to play their best player, but god didn't put things that way.
hard luck.
then one of our top player had to have a stomach upset- left overs from bangladesh competitions.
but this must have been one of the hardest, fighting match i've seen so far.
really underdogged, but we fought hard. real hard.
yet, no miracles happened our way, no magic emerged.
this is why this day is disappointing and sad.
never had we had morning training at 6am, twice a week.
never had we trained so hard.
but we had to be left with no believes, no miracles, no magic, no upsets, no come from behind win.
worse still, we had to take home the hardest fought, but worst score in my memory. 5-0. just bad bad hard hard luck.
this day ends in sadness, in disappointment.
but we took it to our best. thats all we could possibly and could have done.
maths cct, came back in disaster as well.
really disappointing it had to turn out this way. been doing so so well, but now, i've got this.
and it was not that i didn't know. a single carelessness cost me 13 marks. that caused me my heart.
i guess i expected this. i knew i was on a roll only because my carelessness hasn't started rolling yet. bit i knew it would start some day, some test.
and it had to be this test.
i guess it really was just real disappointment at myself. but there was nothing more i could do.
this day, really really, held no promise. sad.
tennis finals today was just not our day.
right from the start, the line-up had to go haywire.
our best was suppose to fight their not so good, but god didn't turn things that way.
our sacrifice was suppose to play their best player, but god didn't put things that way.
hard luck.
then one of our top player had to have a stomach upset- left overs from bangladesh competitions.
but this must have been one of the hardest, fighting match i've seen so far.
really underdogged, but we fought hard. real hard.
yet, no miracles happened our way, no magic emerged.
this is why this day is disappointing and sad.
never had we had morning training at 6am, twice a week.
never had we trained so hard.
but we had to be left with no believes, no miracles, no magic, no upsets, no come from behind win.
worse still, we had to take home the hardest fought, but worst score in my memory. 5-0. just bad bad hard hard luck.
this day ends in sadness, in disappointment.
but we took it to our best. thats all we could possibly and could have done.
maths cct, came back in disaster as well.
really disappointing it had to turn out this way. been doing so so well, but now, i've got this.
and it was not that i didn't know. a single carelessness cost me 13 marks. that caused me my heart.
i guess i expected this. i knew i was on a roll only because my carelessness hasn't started rolling yet. bit i knew it would start some day, some test.
and it had to be this test.
i guess it really was just real disappointment at myself. but there was nothing more i could do.
this day, really really, held no promise. sad.
shoij 7:22:00 PM
YOUR TIME
The hands on my clock...
my hour hand
the class clock
the treekay clock
jarrelling
mooting moothy
shanziling
zhinx
ram a chandra
odours
wilting walter
YESTERDAY
February 2007
March 2007
April 2007
May 2007
INVENTORS
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Time Isn't Enough For Life.
But sometimes you don't want that time.