Here's a poem that doesnt rhyme...
Blades of glass searing through the grass,
Raucous laughter of the I.N.
Ripping of hearts, tearing apart.
Satirical humor that has no end.
What's a turkey without honey.
What's an egghead without precocity.

As I didnt slp last night at all, went to school like a zombie...
headed to bugis with jme aft sch but th shops were closed.
so i went home aft tt. fell asleep on th bus.
& it overshot till near Kranji. took th bus all th way to civic centre.
WRL is a nice place to do research at.
studying there will be great! went home in the evening.
& then it started pouring heavily in the early morning, figuratively.
I'm not very hopeful if the rain would stop. Things are so unpredictable.

come what may, Your strength is all i rely on.
Your grace is sufficient for me.

Labels: Am I really that strong. D: