But, What The Heck For?

Having endured an average of 3 hours of sleep daily for the pass 2 weeks, I would wonder why anyone would subject themselves to 11 days of wakefulness. And get this; he remained lucid the whole time!

Even for research purposes, it seems an act bordering on insanity. When 3 am was too early to hit the sack and 8.30 am was too late to remain in it; hours spent sleeping was decided upon how much I needed to avoid dozing off during the exams, literally.

Still why push it to 11 days? The whole race to stay awake the longest (why the heck even bother?), began with an imaginative 17 year old. I can’t imagine why an innocent high school kid would do this to himself when it’s generally accepted that sleep is far more rewarding for the self-esteem; anything is possible in your dreams. Maybe its just for getting into the books glorifying boundary pushing acts.

One thing’s for sure, even though exams are looming devilishly close, no one would rather have no sleep at all, because it’s the one thing that you can do to escape reality (that exams are creepily close) and because it’s the only activity to indulge in with less guilt.

Sleep is a pleasure now, sadly.


Current Music : Ella Fitzgerald's Georgia On My Mind

Oh Dear!

Just 1 down, and am already dreaming of fair days and colourful nights. With 4 more to go, it’s hardly an acceptable behaviour. But if you thought that’s the worse, hold on, you cannot beat humming your newly discovered tune while accepting the fact that the questions tend to get harder as the paper progresses and if your sweating blood in page 2, you might as well get down on your knees and pray for divine intervention.

Never mind my misadventures….It’s funny how I stumble on new music or rediscover old ones during the ‘exam period’. Maybe it’s because of the self imposed house arrest that’s been going on for 3 weeks and a little more now.

But, oh my goodness! Bryan Adams is 47 years old! How freaking unbelievable is that! Yes, yes he’s been around a long time now, but 47? I discovered a much more youthful Adams singing It’s Only Love, in which he collaborated with the Grandmother of Rock (only because she’s been around for ages, she hardly looks her age, what not with legs like that!); Tina Turner. The chemistry is so the coolness!

Then there’s upcoming Jon McLaughlin…who’s marginally cute. We’re talking along the lines of Jerry Lee Lewis thumping the piano; only he’s already perspiring for mid-tempo songs. But the energy is again…unbelievable as seen and heard in Human. Pardon my lack of imaginative vocabulary. I have been reading nothing but Latinised English for the past month now.


But I really need to hit the books now.

Current music: Madonna’s Die Another Day

IV Me, Or Maybe Not

Needless too say, am beyond help....

I don't know what to do anymore....

I need more than an iv infusion of coffee....I don't know what to do.......bleugh


Current music: Bonnie Tyler's Total Eclipse of The Heart

Take Shit

The layer cake...

You’re born; you take shit.
Get out in the world; you take more shit.
Climb a little higher; take less shit.
Till one day you’re having the rarefied atmosphere and you’ve forgotten what shit looks like.
Welcome to the layer cake son.

And this, believe it or not, IS the truth. The baby's head is such that, the front-back diameter is the largest. It has to then fit snugly between the pelvic outlet of the female in labour, the largest diameter of which just happens to be front-back as well.

As life would have it, instead of facing upwards, the baby's head rotates side-ways from facing the left thigh to the anus. Hence, yes, welcome to the world and this is SHIT!

For more lessons of life, watch Layer Cake.

ps; if a piece of cake is not enough to tempt you and if you're one of those who said a Blonde Bond was backwards, EAT THIS!

:)

Current Music: Brooke Fraser's Arithmetic

The Green Fairy

The Green Fairy

The banning of Absinthe..the end of liberation..

2 weeks, that’s all. That’s how long I have.

It’s the time again where;

My world is reduced to a 4 x 4 cubicle.

I crave and binge on milk and sugar based products; chocolates, cheese, oats, coffee, sweets…

The days seem shorter, colder and imminently unstoppable.

Usually, I make plans for the better days ahead, this time, it doesn’t seem probable. This time, it doesn’t feel feasible.

I don’t know how to go on like this, this ... is just wrong…I am not actively pumping facts in my head, am merely glancing at pages upon pages on never ending scribbles. Two weeks; it’s hardly enough. How to remain afloat, I cannot tell.

I don’t want to seem dramatic about this, but everything feels unreal at this moment.

The only plan I have is to get my first taste of Absinthe; the Green Hairy. Just one shot. That’s all. After…the end the exams....


Current Music: The Weepies’ Gotta have you