i feel a lot like that boy in 4:30, which probably explains why i disliked and 'liked' the film at the same time. stuck in limbo. everyone's moving on, getting better, moving on faster and faster and i'm still there, STILL THERE.

why did i say still there when i meant still here?

this morning some person called up asking if she could use a silly poem i wrote for a National Day competition years ago (which was compulsory for me to write and the teacher didn't even like it) and i wanted to say no, no, no that poem doesn't even reflect how i feel, it's simply written to suit your purposes because the teacher told us to do it because i could not write anything else about this country other than talk about its food and its public transport and its highrise flats. but if you think that's what singapore is really all about, then well, maybe you're right, so yes, use it. it's remarkable how much we recycle old things, i think it's really telling that they're so lacking in material for ND that they have to use a poem that was written and already published two years ago.

okay i need to go to work. i'm currently reading Flowers for Algernon and it is very sad.

+ posted by M @ 10:44 AM