I have just been sipping wine and savouring French bleu cheese while reading about the Jacobins, Robespierre, the killing of Danton and Herbert and Robespierre's own death, mixed with the joys of reading about the Cult of the Supreme Being and the absurd Mountains and temple of reasons, what a joke. what a socialist, extreme, radical, regime to herald itself in the early days of 1794!, that totaliterrian control of the populace, political and social uniformity that was to be demanded, and non-conformity would just mean death, and arrest, under the law of suspects and the law of 22 prairal. and fancy organising the calender into 10 day weeks, and reorganising the months and all into quaint french names like frimaire and brumaire and vendemaire, oh when incidentally napoleon treated people to a whiff of grapeshot. good revision, huh. sigh.

i slept at three. was just slamming the guitars just now and my my, how fun was it. simply riduculous fun...."oh, the next song is...it's a cover of..." as though there was indeed an audience listening to me and me nonsense. the fantasies of life.

my playlist looks something like this, now

system of a down: toxicity
system of a down: chop suey
big country: in a big country
linkin park: one step closer
linkin park: faint
incubus: drive

i don't know, lots of maddening thrash for a rubbishy interesting day.

hello everyone. must thank the singapore government for this little half-day we're going to have tomorow, which means i'm not going to school, and can enjoy just a bit more repose than usual. my life has descended into this rigorous lamborous routine of flipping through texts and doing math in a mechanical algorithm, saving only little portions here and there for any fancies of any kind, notably coming on to icq and listening to music and playing music and writing music and talking. ahhh but then we have to mug, haven't we.
i was mugging in the library french rev, and still haven't finished the terror..but i'm defintiely gonna try to finish it today....gotta start on napoleon before the end of tomorow, not mentioning thermidor. and origins of the cold war then beckons. how boring. sigh. only stopped by macs for some lunch at four with debbie, such a sad life isn't it. but today i wrote a pretty good song, it's a ballad, a boy-band style song but can be reintepreted with chinese lyrics, and it's pretty good, coz i haven't written a boy-band song in a long time, a melodic lovey-dovey song..it has been mostly rock, so i'm pretty pleased. ah well. small consolation, huh.
i don't know. probably it's gonna be hard for me to get a scholarship, huh? and now i'm too tired to really care, or think. bleagh

the thing is, we're all so mad we can't do anything about it. it's a rat race, and who knows when this will end? i hardly have time for any fun activities anyway. it's like, i can't smell, at all. i can't smell the rich aromas of my chocolate. it's just. oh. what's the next thing i've gotta reaD?

it's so weird. there just isn't any one online what happened to all of them? it might just have been a glitch, eh.
anyway this week has seen me traisping through numerous moods of all shapes and forms. mondays and tuesdays being sleepy and just not trying to think so much, till saturday, a massive drunken party complete with ping pong and touche, which is wonderful stuff, i must add, where everyone was talking and having fun, and me banging away on the piano till someone remarked something, but oh you can ask me privately...just some fast jazz, thats all--thursday was a bit the same, lots of pool, drinks, kilkenney especially.
am back listening to a bit more rock music, changed the guitar strings which was a really good thing coz now they're 10s and they sound a whole lot better, the strings dont' bend when you barre chords, unlike the slack 9s...coz the les paul can't support 9s anyway. there's been a whole lot of wonderful stuff out there. the linkin park and what nots. oh well. its maddening huh.
ahh ppl finally decide to get online. its a glitch.

oh the orchestral piece is doing okay...someone commented that the orchestral piece changes moods to quickly, and i partly agree...sigh it's just me you know i get really bored just keeping it happy, or repeating the theme again and again, sigh. ah well rigour is what's required, isn't it. so it's about the 5 min mark already, until the first subject, which is rather polka-like, but i'm stalling, really because there's hardly any motivation for me to keep it going, ah well.

i have to get down to doing work, argh. hopefully school will be fun?!