A lil poem for a lil grump...

A little poem for a little grump...

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Sometimes in life we feel so blue
And life seems like a monotonous hue
But don't fret and grump the hours away
Instead, perk up and chase the Grey


No smile will last a definite forever
But as long as we try, it'll lead you to another
What makes this happen is not the sun
Or the bird or bees or anyone


It the thought of looking up
Bouncing off and out the rut
It not gonna be easy for one to try
But at least you will not frown and sigh


So keep those spirits high and bright
Even if things are not going right
Smile your lovelies, split your sides
Feel all cheery and good inside!

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Just for you my little grump! Love ya!
Reynold

Life and it's workhorse attitude...

As the weeks speed by like never before, I now pause and look at what's left before me. 3 weeks to be exact. 3 more weeks of intense school work and my polytechnic life is almost over. Scary? The last time I posted something up, I was fretting over how much I'm going to handle, and right at this moment, I'm halfway through.

This is life. A one way train that is always picking up its pace, never slowing down. A bullet heading in the direction of the crosshair, whether it's certain doom or a trail that never ends. Life is scary (at where I live).

Born into a world of endless chase, citizens struggle to keep up with the ever improving system. We are always studying, working, experiencing and learning. We take in everything we can whether we are able to handle it or not. Every opportunity that comes by appears to be another edge above the clutter. Even when we are sick, we drag our bodies to school, office, events and work. Work has taken over life itself. And we all cry out for the need to kick back and relax.

What exactly are we striving so hard for?

I'm sure you heard this most commonly used phrase at some point of your life: "Work hard and you will have a brighter future."

Familiar to everyone, this phrase sets the way we live. Hardworking individuals. Workhorses. Pumping Pistons that explode. We are always banging on with everything we've got.

But has the idea of working smart crossed your mind? What if hard work was no longer useful? Just look around you, everyone is working and burning their lives. You'll just remain in the clutter if you throw your head into it. But yet you still do it? Why?

Are we too afraid to break out of this system? This system of ever growing levels of limits? I'm a victim of this system too, but I hope one day, I'll pluck up enough courage to break away from it. And when that day comes, I'll read this post again and wonder why I didn't blog about this earlier.

I draw this posting to a closure with a phrase I said before.

With a common perception in the majority, comes a preconceived reality."

Our perception now is to work like horses. Maybe that perception will someday change.

Good luck!

Reynold

Wanted

Found some spare time today and decided I shall put up a post.

Life's getting hectic (as though it is not) and I'm feeling the pressure every single minute. Even when I'm feeling the most at ease, the most relaxed and the most jubilant of times, there's always that looming thought at the back of my head reaching out to spoil it.

The life of a third and final year student is really a whole lot different from that when we first stepped foot on campus. Not only do you think and work differently, you actually smell the school in a different way.

I used to think that coming to school early in the morning was quite a pleasure, especially when I was still learning and exploring the school. But now, I find that the air is stale and musky sometimes. Not that it really is, but rather it's because life is starting to get mundane. It becomes a routine and repetition. This is the point where I would say, I kinda find school quite a bore.

But then there's that occasional event from CCA that brightens up everything. Emceeing for probably one or two events a month does help the agony and liven up the mood.

And right now with wonderful wonderful wonderful company, I think life's going to get better by the days. School's still not going to get any better, but at least I know that there'll be a few days where I'm going to enjoy myself.

What can I talk about...

Oh, I caught Wanted with Ms Kwa, Elsa, Fatimah, Si Fan, Irene and Yen on Friday. I have to say, the script is rather well written. What I loved was the starting and the setting of the film. The first 15 minutes would awe you in a manner, different from most films. And another thing to die for is the CGI. Stunning effects from the beginning till the end. Especially the final scene, where the bullet curves around the room *no more info or I'll spoil the movie*. It's a film worth watching twice. They have rather nice camera angles too. My rating... 4 out of 5 stars.

Reynold

Not Rhyming...

Life's full of surprises,
And they always feel like sunrises.
I've been taken aback by one,
And boy isn't it fun?!

Love...
It's like falling into a pot.
A pot filled with sugar
A pot that's warm, not hot.

Words can't describe it,
Nor pictures and love stories.
But close you eyes and imagine,
And everything would be more vivid.

My poems are not rhyming,
And so are my thoughts today.
But I guess it's normal,
Cause I'm feeling so gay*happy*!


Here's to a very special person...
I Love You...