Of the Grey Hue
What a sleepy afternoon it is.Someone must have left the bottle cap opened for the grey paint and strewned a beautiful splatter of grey over the world today.Looked outside that window and everything's the same,with a grey hue added to them.A lazy feeling crawled up my spine as the notes laid out before my eyes.

Today i had the Maths paper,and god was it bad or what?But then again,i have to tell myself that as long as i score an O its more than a 100% improvement.Which means,i might just get myself in the Hall of Fame for Value-Addedness.Hey,you never know.Well,its a form of self-comforting i must say.After all,no use crying over it.I must say though,that i did my best for the questions which i had the slightest idea of how to attempt.And as for the questions i didnt know?It had stupidity written all over it.Of course,the usual question of "Why are they setting such a difficult paper?" popped into my head.But this time was a little different than the Mids in the sense that,i actually had the will to fight on.I was singing "I Will Survive" while i did the last question.And hey,i finished the last question without a drop of sweat.Maybe they should allow students to bring Discmans into the exam venue.Hey,it is a form of motivation one way or another."Battle Music" i call it,and i cant live without it.

Its funny how your mood can be affected by the weather.Its one of those days when everything's in a standstill,and you just dont want to do anything.Well,save for respiratory actions in the body.So there i was with my Maclaurin Theory notes on my chest and back on the bed.Making senses out of the all dy/dx and f'(x)s.Of course,they made no sense.But the grey hue outside my window just affected me and said,"I dont give a shit." It really was the perfect excuse for not studying at all.Im burnt out anyway,but unlike SockKhim im still able to operate under normal circumstances.Their Prelims lasted for a month.A month!I called her the burnt out Mushmallow,which wasnt very far from the truth anyway.

A grey fog has been lingering around my head these days.I see it in the mirror all the time.Nisah too,when she asked if i was alright this morning during assembly.Do i look tired to you?Or am i just beginning to resemble a zombie?Perhaps both,but whatever it is it has got to do with the blurry feeling i have these days.Might be the smoke thats floating out of my ears that choking the senses out of me with every breath i take.I feel like i am doped,and i am enjoying this drug.This lethargic and lazy feeling of mine.In fact,i was so immersed in that feeling i woke up at 1pm yesterday."Wow,a new record." i said to myself as i crawled out of my bed.I sounded like Garfield didnt i.Well,i didnt crawl out of a box at the very least.

Well,the ranting stops.I wish this grey hue stays in Singapore for a while.I mean,its been too hot really.Too hot.Dont even bottle up this grey paint again.Its nice being dull and grey once in a while.It switches you off and drowns you in this world of greyness that never seems to release its grip on you back to that harsh blackness of reality.They say you see better in your dream than to imagine with your eyes opened when you are awake.I feel like i am dreaming with my eyes opened now,in this grey dreamworld.Dont go away.

Song of the Moment---Things Will Go My Way by The Calling