So maybe the 'brief exodus' lasted a bit longer than expected, but hey, I say amen to 'better late than never'.
And now, as I look back, I see that it's been a little over a month since I became one of the men in blue, got heroic enough to step foot in the yellow bus everyday and have the pale rust walls blur into vertigo around me. I just got so caught up with stuff that incidents came and passed me by, but I just sat there and did nothing.
This nothing stood a little too literal and began to creep not only into my academic life, but also my eyes.
Procrastination must be dealt with.
During this time I had with my pen and paper, I wrote a little rhyme revolving around my new school to break the little leave I took from blogging. Unfortunately, the only part of the poem you'll see is an Error 404 - that, because today's *ahem* incident is definitely going to put it off. Off. Off.
And hurray! I finally got Tagged!
I am thinking about: School; Exams in particular, which met commencement today.
I said: "Hi". Then the teacher told me to go back to my seat.
I want to: Do lots of stuff. Most of which is dependent on my computer, which is yet to be fixed. Oh, and I want to study. And score high. And make my parents proud.
I wish: A miracle would happen. Today. Right now would be pretty good.
I hear: Sounds, and play them in synch and order till something strange that qualifies to be a tune hits me. Then I wake up the next day and see that I've forgotten it completely.
Oh yeah, and I hear the music flow when I let my iPod blow.
I wonder: Am I doing this right?
I regret: Not putting enough time into books, which could possibly spell a much better school year.
I am: An AMO3BA, me? A fan of Miss Khan and Miss Mirza? Me? My name would be mud as far as they'd be concerned.
I dance: ...or do I?
I sing: Anything, anywhere. Well, not everywhere.
I cry: Silently.
I make with my hands: Victory and loss; I make with my hands what language cannot speak.
Rock on \m/.
I write: What you're reading here.
I confuse: Wait. I'm confused...
I need: A feeling of doing stuff right. I need to achieve so I can plead my parents to buy me some cool e-gadget.
And I need to smile and be happy. :)
Oooh. This is going to be good.
Glad to be tagged Free-S. You woke me from Blog-o-pause.