Can Opener Day/Waffle Day
2004-08-24 @ 10:03 p.m.

A new spate of locker break-ins this morning, like half of the lockers in LT2.5 were hit. Freaky. Have dug up the very first poem that I wrote in Secondary 1, and I'm currently deciding whether I should post it at Mingled Soil. I think I will, but I'll alter the date so that it's the very first poem. Hopefully, Blogger'll be smart enough to register it properly in the archives. The biggest complaint I have with my maiden attempt at poetry is my poor diction. The phrases come out either painfully clichéd or stilted. I cringe at the thought of a 13-year-old me writing a poem about love. Even the 17-year-old me rarely ventures down that slippery emotional slope. I do think it's a pity that I've lost/deleted all my early writing, though this is the only poem that comes close to being worth posting if I remember correctly. It'd have been interesting to see the progression, particularly in diction. Oh, and the Graphic Poetry Project has accepted another of my poems for illustration. Mel and I are thinking of publishing a book of my poems illustrated by her. Maybe for charity?

Still haven't written my speech for French orals. I need to do it by tomorrow, so that I'll have sufficient time to memorise it! Heck, maybe I should just screw orals this Saturday, after all, the Preliminary paper doesn't matter ultimately. I think I'll start on my position paper tomorrow too, which I'll do out of the lecture notes. I should just get an MC so I can skip the stupid S-Cube thing tomorrow. Knew I should have tripped myself deliberately during the 2.4 run today! Incidentally, my time was 13:13, quite an achievement it was, pacing Ben for four rounds. You're all right, it's mind over body for this item. Listening to Vox Aeternus right now, which is quite intriguing because every song retells a well-known tale with a unique voice, literally and otherwise. It has its moments, but it doesn't quite measure up to the standard of Delerium. The collaboration out of which Vox Aeternus was born might have become something great if it had lasted longer than seven songs. What a shame...