physics just saps my energy i don't know why
maybe i still haven't truly got over paper three
mediocrity
oh hell
surely you're made of sterner stuff?
i am, and i must prove it
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Friday, November 9, 2007
When You Are Old
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
Thursday, November 8, 2007
hello world, it's been a while
been working on quite a fair bit for my lit (comparatively, of course). i realise i've lost the intuitive ability to understand those nuances; it's a funny thing, like how sometimes you get the answers to a problem and you don't know why yourself. i miss that old part of me; it's strange how you never treasure anything until it's lost
exams haven't been fantastic. but i might say it but i'll never contemplate giving up, not after all i've put in, not after how much i know i've improved. i think if you don't get what you're after even after all the effort you've put in then you've got to put up your hands and concede that it's not going to be yours. whatever happens in the future i'll take the path gladly, but i'll not lose sight of the final goal
and i realise i haven't been a very good friend to all those around me this year. i've been too caught up in my high-handed idealism, picking on little things without realising i'm equally flawed myself, clinging on to the past without treasuring all the good people around me. hmm if any of you happen to read this i'm sorry i love you guys
okay it's back to lit and rescuing my physics goodbye
PS: and to anyone who has been tolerating my rants of late thanks =)
been working on quite a fair bit for my lit (comparatively, of course). i realise i've lost the intuitive ability to understand those nuances; it's a funny thing, like how sometimes you get the answers to a problem and you don't know why yourself. i miss that old part of me; it's strange how you never treasure anything until it's lost
exams haven't been fantastic. but i might say it but i'll never contemplate giving up, not after all i've put in, not after how much i know i've improved. i think if you don't get what you're after even after all the effort you've put in then you've got to put up your hands and concede that it's not going to be yours. whatever happens in the future i'll take the path gladly, but i'll not lose sight of the final goal
and i realise i haven't been a very good friend to all those around me this year. i've been too caught up in my high-handed idealism, picking on little things without realising i'm equally flawed myself, clinging on to the past without treasuring all the good people around me. hmm if any of you happen to read this i'm sorry i love you guys
okay it's back to lit and rescuing my physics goodbye
PS: and to anyone who has been tolerating my rants of late thanks =)
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