Packing Up

Ok, today's the first time I'm at home since December 2003, felt kinda weird though. Then something really funny happened, my mum is asking my younger sister to tidy up her desk this afternoon because she hasn't touched her desk since after her O' levels. After about 15 minutes after she started packing, she came out from the room with a very big plastic bag, half filled with 'junks'. My mum saw and was wondering how come she's so fadt, then she take a look into the very big bag and she started screaming and shouting and at the same time, laughing. Inside that very big bag, there's some files with papers, some paper bags with files and bottles and more surprisingly, a Hello Kitty doll..
Then my mum started saying this - last time ask her to pack her bag of worksheets, she juz took out everything and threw them down the rubbish chute!!ISn't that cool of her??? And its not even end of year yet!! HaHa..in the end, my dad still have to bring her down to search back all her papers..
I was laughing so hard that time that i could almost feel my belly bursting..Her so call 'junks' include some certificate given by the school, and her library cards that have been missing for i-dunno-how-many-donkey-years as well

what a day..

Time check 3.23pm, my location now is in the library, supposed to be studying but was actually eating, drinking, watching HK drama and blogging. Well, what can I say about myself..Weak motivation? Perhaps. Or no sense of urgency? Maybe. But I;m in fact trying to get whatever shot I'm studying noe into my tiny little brain.. Pathetic.. AGHZZZzz..I'm going nutzzZZ

Period

Now after my papers, I'm gonna let known to all people out there about this slug by the name of peggy, Angie if you're read this, I think you might laugh till your tummy aches. I don't even care if she ever get a chance to read this blog, though I personally hope that she does and go crazy..That's what I'll call FUNNY after all the stoop-low stuff she's done...
I've gotta get back to my dear books now..They are nagging at me...

== Fa||enz AnGe|==

Fallen Angel
Crawling in my forlorn appearance
I hide my soul behind these tattered wings
Tattered and broken as they are
Plucked of light, stained in tears and blood.

In quiet despair upon the cold earth
Smeared in dirt I crouch upon my weary knees
And clutched timidly between my fingers
Rests one last jewel of Hope.

A single unblemished plume plucked
From the silver light of dawn
A feathered ray of light from beyond
To illuminate the void that has me bound.

This precious barb of silk
Once lost as I was and forgotten
Blazes now to immerse me in radiant bliss
To wash away the pain, draw me from the abyss.

So now I fade away…
My tender flesh removed
My shattered wings released
My inner light unsheathed… escapes.

(c)2004 Joseph Palladino