gibbous glory

listening to konstatine and bedroom talk.
but absolution is currently the most repeated song in my play list.
and brandon should be sending me the whole horde of SoCo songs i downloaded at his house over to me soon.. soon enough.



so without fear of pimples i munch away on my Mars and type this entry.



shaaa. sunday sunday. time wasting sunday. well i dunno. was kinda fun. goin from TRLibrary to singpost to finally brandon's place. cant say where i was most productive. haha. but without a doubt i can say the most fun was brandon's place with jeremy and brandon. siiigh. everythinf from arriving, to watching south park to talking pure bull, to dinner. feels so good. like you know your home. your ocmfortable. and you can sya what you want. and its really pure freedom. haha. one step closer to the 'ideal world' right. haha. wish i could just spend my days like that more often. but promos coming round the corner, so yeah. haha. should seriously reconsider my priorities.


was talking to jeremy about law. ahha. now heres a thought. get a teaching shcolarship and get a degree in law? genius, ye, no? haha. i dunno. i need help in further eductaion choices. but at the moment i think a law and journalism double degree would be wicked sick. maybe law and political science. but thats kinda sickening. dont really wanna go into politics. not in the long term, at least.



today woke up late for school. mom drove me there to pass up my history assignment to mr bala. haha. siigh. seriously 'teacher mindset', as sugu said. siigh. but i love my mom. haha.


after 'school' (whatever was left of it) watched nadia's short movie. and boy was it funny. i didnt know whether to puke or laugh. so i laughed as much as i could to stop myself from puking. haha. was rrrreal bad. but alas, its not nadia's fault. haha.


but she is such a great host. and my friends were real nice company. just chilling and talking and watching movies, and 'dancing', and watching youtube, and listening to random songs, and eating and stuff. left after shrek 2. and was really fun. siigh. but not in the same way i had fun at brandon's place. yeaa..


went gym today. haha. whata waste of time. seriously need to do somehting about my weight. haha. fuck la.


now in a response to sugu on why single sex schools have more fun, and is a better place for holistic development. in a single sex school, you are free. you have the freedom to not care about figuring out the other sex. you have time to grow and experiment and no fear of embarassment or at least no SERIOUS embarassment. you arnt rushed, or pressured into any particular shape or mould. you develop your own. and as for exposure and behaving around the other sex. well trust me, there is enough time for all that, after school. but at least in a single sex school, you get your 'own time'. those few curriculum hours breathing freely, without worry or disturbance.


siigh. st pats rocks, dammit. siigh.


ode to being half past six.
by me. mr menon.


Gibbous moon in all your glory
give me hope, id give you a story
of a girl standing by a door
she holds the key to a world of more
life than you have ever dreamt of
your wildest imaginations, dwarved
so send me a song, by the night today
cause 'pastimes', just a nice word we say
when we have nothing better to dooo...
and when im done trying to reach out to yooou. you. ooh.


so i give up on my light verse
and im not caring what you think
no, im not done being defenseless
just done missing everything.
these words are not well spoken
excited, im stu-stuttering
but at least i got my senses
not as common as youd think.




the last song in shrek two. "i need a hero". was really beautifully orchestrated. but was thinking. im no hero. im no prince. im no punk. im no academic. im no romantic. im no bad boy. im no good boy. i dont know...


dotn want to be any stereotype. just want to be rishik. was raising my voice at my mom this morning. cause she was nagging about my pants not being ironed and all. and i mean. i dont care if im in council or if i was the president or whatever. i do what i do not for living up to some dumbass image or expectation. i do it formyself. and the only image i want is, mine: 'rishik'.Not 'rishic' nor 'reshik'. but just plain


rishik...


"The courtroom is in order. You bring the victim, and we choose the martyr!"