OBLITERATED

Let’s paint the town red

to end off

with 9 comments

I remember falling down the stairs once. I was about five. I remember getting up crying, Dad taking me to the toilet and him telling me to stop crying. And he was telling me to look at myself in the mirror- don’t cry anymore! See how ugly you’re getting. And indeed.Β The mucus was mixing with the tears and blood. I got a brown scab moustache for a week. Rather unglamorous, but whatever.

Random memory.

Many things have been running through my mind lately. (Think pieces of paper labeled ‘THINGS’ with stick arms and legs running about in my head) The last week of school isn’t the free and easy last week of school we usually have. In fact, you could say it’s worse than the normal weeks at school. This week, we’re rushing preparations for our Investiture, having rehearsal after rehearsal. Everyone was really tired today; you can see it in their faces 😦 And on Thursday there’s the rehearsal for Prize Giving. And probably another last rehearsal for Investiture. Ouch, court shoes. Ouch.

Friday should be fun.
Lessons
Prize Giving
Investiture
.
.
.
Ushering for MTP, maybe.

Saturday will be ‘funner’.
MOVIN’ HOUSE!

I’m not the first one to say this, but I really wish I was a kid again.
Because when I was a kid,
I could play with my dolls and read Tintin comics (which reminds me, I want to read them again) and read Enid Blyton and read Roald Dahl (oh, I want to read his books AGAIN) and go swimming and watch Disney movies and Mary Poppins and The Sound of Music and draw with crayons and colour pencils and play with dominoes and play House and go to the beach or the park to cycle and play and lie in fields with yellow flowers.
Not to say that I can’t do anything of the sort nowadays.

But.
When I was a kid,
I didn’t have to worry about my homework
Academics
What other people think about me
Friends
Self-image
Lack of self-discipline/motivation
Looks
Deadlines
Stress
and everything else that seems to be constantly plaguing my mind these days.
Or since I became more aware of myself and my surroundings. Though I can’t remember when that was.

Oh crap, it’s late.
And there’s school tomorrow.

And one last thing.
I’m sorry about the previous post.
People have told me what they feel about it.
I’m sorry.
Call it catty, bitchy, mean.
Harsh.
But I’ve said, I was angry and it is not possible to mask anger from your words when you are angry.

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Written by obliterated

November 13, 2007 at 3:52 pm

Posted in feelings, thoughts

9 Responses

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  1. hey. thank you! πŸ˜€ thank you. i mean it πŸ˜€

    christine

    November 13, 2007 at 4:21 pm

  2. tessa love, you sound VERY tired :/ come on, you’re always the one who keeps on going! πŸ˜€ i bet it’s cause of the “training” to be strong with your coolio dad around~! πŸ˜€ EnidBlyton & RoaldDahl!!!! πŸ˜€ they’re all covered in dust now :/ don’t be sorry for your previous post, like you said, it’s YOUR blog, it’s a way of expression. it ain’t harsh. not yet. you haven’t even said WHO. okay, it’s very obious, but HEY. who doesn’t disagree, man. πŸ˜€ i agree totally πŸ˜€
    ushering for MTP??? okays, shall look out for you then πŸ˜€ happy packing and moving! πŸ˜€

    sherbertlemondrop

    November 14, 2007 at 3:14 pm

  3. missing one more πŸ˜€ to get 8 πŸ˜€ hahas, so here’s TWO MORE πŸ˜€ and that’s (<-) one more πŸ˜€ and another! smile too, love! and the hi love ain’t a blue black, cherish it. you won’t get anymore till next year, i guess. πŸ˜€ go sleep, love! and jiayou for investiture! o.O seeing you dance is… hmm, we’ll see about that πŸ˜€

    sherbertlemondrop

    November 14, 2007 at 3:16 pm

  4. HEY YA TESSA!! great job today ya! you look HOT AND SEXAYYYY!! hahaha. keep it up =D

    jessie

    November 16, 2007 at 3:54 pm

  5. tessa.never ever doubt yourself.you didn’t do anything wrong expressing your anger.you just have to vent it somewhere and you’ve chosen your blog instead of her face.that’s a much better choice don’t you think so?;D
    and that isn’t bitching.bitching is when you say bad things about a person who didn’t do anything wrong at all.octie loves tessa dear!:D

    nonexistantlove

    November 17, 2007 at 5:39 am

  6. I LOVE TINTIN!(:

    tancheng

    November 18, 2007 at 11:27 am

  7. hi tessa love~
    hahas ya, math lesson is :/
    how’s your packing going?
    and… your dancing didn’t suck okay.
    i loved it! you looked so CUTE πŸ˜€ <33333333

    sherbertlemondrop

    November 19, 2007 at 1:58 pm

  8. A kids’ life can never be simpler. haha so you shifted house already !? AHAHA SO FUN. haha anyway you know what i have to choose my school for first 6 weeks by wednesday and I am qutie clueless. haha. SEE YOU AROUND HON :]

    ENID

    November 19, 2007 at 3:32 pm

  9. heyy tessa!! link me kayys? πŸ˜€ http://www.musicaamantes.blogspot.com

    Ann

    November 30, 2007 at 4:09 pm


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