One earful of a slothful day.

If I were to sum up today (or yesterday) in one word, it would be slothful. What with my body glued to the comfortable surface of my bed throughout the entire day save during mealtimes and toilet times. With the gruesome monster that is IB greeting me at my doorsteps in less than 48 hours, the responsible me has obviously begun to touch the lustful, hungry, neglected chemistry notes that have been soundlessly screaming for my attention since weeks ago. Ah well, I'm gonna need to satiate it so that when IB monster comes in to check my room, it will satisfactorily nod at the happy state of my unneglected, sated chemistry notes, as well as the chemmified state of my brains. Sigh. And after that I also have mathematics and economics to attend to. What a drag.

However, being the pleasure-seeking person that I am, I've also found plenty of things to entertain myself with so that chemistry darling doesn't bore me to the core. I found so many beautiful songs online, all of which are sad -- after all, when it concerns music, my definition of BEAUTIFUL is not complete without SAD being there. Sad music makes me happy, in a twisted, subversive way. I find sad songs beautiful and touching, and I can never get enough of them. What a way to slowly but surely degenerate myself into eternal deafness. The songs are worth it though, haha. Japanese creations never fail to mesmerize me and my wanton ears.

Other than that, I've also been feasting my eyes upon possible future humble abodes of mine as I art and dance my way through pre-university preparations. It sucks that photos are few and far in between, and prices never seem friendly after 4 years of free accommodation. All the same, I'm undescribably excited and exhilarated at the prospect of finally living by myself without annoying staff members acting all worried when I know that they're just trying to do what they're paid for, and especially, without that irritating, abominable monster named C-U-R-F-E-W. It really sucks to have a curfew when you're already legal, don't you think?

Anything, I'd do anything

to get that fix again

and reexperience that surge of high.

Even if I need to

travel to the ends of the world

just to find that precious diamond

you so desire.
Even if I need to

surf through the vast oceans

and record all the beautiful melodies

that the sea's mighty fingers

have masterfully created.

Anything, anything at all

because when happiness is born in you

the reaction is always tenfold

on my part.

And for that surge of high

anything goes.
So when I got my fix today
after having waited
for what seemed like forever
words could not describe my elation
even when it only lasted
a little more than an hour.
Odd, is it not?
To be so dominated
by a powerful force
that does not even realize
the extent of its powers?