A momentary sound onset
where Fear cannot stop me,
and Mockery cannot harm me.
The Giant summons hardship,
while Hardship I embrace.

Brace yourself.

Three hours spent doing nothing, I don't deny.

Why is it that I am experiencing a cognitive dissonance that does not elicit an appropriate response? 11hours away from the Psychology paper that I am 35% prepared for, what is the probability that I still to repress any form of stress? Perhaps this is what they call a behavioral disengagement. Or maybe my perceived control has led to the learned outcome of failure anyway. Perhaps its apathy altogether. Whatever. Laziness?

Frustrations, frustrations.
Life is tough - crappy for everyone who realizes that it is.
Does God really want us to internalize this hard reality?
In fact, was life meant to be a bitter pill?

Utterly bashed. I am in no state to accept, much less assume, any propositions, or so I think. Have I grown tougher, or have I been foolish? What is the next step?

Take heart, because whatever worse can happen will happen. So shape up. Swim or sink. Conceivably, struggling is better than quitting. How long does a caterpillar say in its cacoon does it decide to squirm out of it? Why does it want to leave the cacoon anyway?

Exactly what on earth am I?
God, save me.

I cannot believe you suggested that.

On another note,
Thank God for L.
"God didn't give me the game plan He has, but He's been faithful in helping me to see how I can live to make all of life count, be it the good seasons, the bad, the disappointments, the hurts, everything, literally... So now I am able to say with confidence that because of God, no experience I've been through has ever gone to waste. I never can fully understand how this works out, but I know that whatever I have to go through, I am better for it."

People are important in life.

Job 3:1
After this, Job opened his mouth
and cursed the day of his birth.

The fodder of compliance is what he dines on,
while remaining virtue thrive on submission.
Desperation eat at his inanimate vitality.
He beseeches to be expelled
from the unending orbit of deterrence.

Obedience

Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant and vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition! The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honour to meet you and you may call me V.

V for Vendetta

i am a conqueror and co-heir in Christ

I am taking a break!

From?
-4 hours of sitting in the deck typing away
-3 consecutive days of coming to school at 6.30am
-2 weeks of mugging at least 2hours a day
-1 month of very intensive tutoring
(I didn't plan for the numbers to have such a unique/normal pattern.)

I have so many thing in my mind I wanted to add to my blog but the rush of the week took its toil on me, and so I unwillingly procrastinate. Soon, soon, my dear dear blog. Hopefully, before I forget.

Okay, 5minute break over.