Burning The Midnight Oil

Days of doom are far approaching... I wonder how prepared I really am for the unexpected; how prepared I am for the fates; how prepared I am for the strain of it all... I squandered my time playing and now I recall the story of the ant and the grasshopper... But let's not go there or delve too deep into this.

I just realised for a while, as I begin to see things in many different perspectives which I never thought before. From all this I only learn that no one is irreplaceable nor indispensible. Because the truth is everyone has their replacements. I once thought without me some things would never had happened. But now that I think again, perhaps it would have anyway. Without me living time still goes on anyways, and so does the Earth continue to revolve around the sun.

I cried my depression away and bandaged my bleeding heart. I find solace from my silent yells and screams, in everything fun, laughter and procrastination. a double edged sword, both the best of me and the end of me. So here I am burning the midnight oil. Studying like mad, because I was foolish enough to take two weeks of my study break for pure fun and no work at all. No one would be in the same sh!t as me now. If there is, then i tell that person, u gg for sure.

My old sec school friends say I have landed myself in such situtations plenty a times and that always I somehow think of something and get by. I hope, with fingers-crossed it will happen. Because I am already thinking of plans to seal up gaps in this sinking vessel I am floating in right now. As the second hand ticks away, I suddenly wish I had digital clocks because I mean it literally that stupid ticking is happening in my room and its kind of irritating because it sounds so loud in the dead of night. -.-''

I wonder what I'll do after all the A lvl sh!t ends. Watched these shows on dreams and how they empower us and sadly I come to realise I have non. I dun plan for the future, I just make unrealistic far sighted dreams of tomorrow. Yet never have I considered the route to get there. Always the far goal but never any thought about how exactly I intend to get there. I'm a sloth for amusement and lustful for any chance to make excuses.

And if things could get any worst, then screw me. =X It's a quiet night and I'm tired. Eyelids as heavy as weights and a body frail from fatigue. Perhaps it's time to extinguish those midnight oil lamps- because I am no tamil during deepavali nor is there oil to burn LOL- and get some dreams in my head...

I remember once I saw a rainbow in an unexpected place... ...

But I already said... it doesn't matter... so let's just keep what I promised...