rey's ramblings

Philosophical brain-drain

Music: Delta Goodrem - Be Strong

It comes down to this issue --> a mental block.
There always comes to a point where we can't
find anything interesting to muse about. Every
whim, fantasy, contemplation seems to have been
done to death before. Every phrase and sentence
seems oddly familiar and words seem to break
down into meaningless letters that make no sense
when paired back up together.

Maybe we are being too mindful of what we say.

Or trying to find something creative and original.

But what does it mean to lack inspiration to write?
Is it really the loss of ideas or the loss of how to
present them instead? I may not have the answer
to these questions but I find that the only thing I
can manage writing about when encountering this
null sensation is just that: a writer's block.

I crossed the bridge at 11:58 AM

Friday, May 13, 2005

The train stops here

Music: Howie Day - Collide

Well, almost. The exams have ended. Or, at least the portion
where you cram large chunks of facts into the crevices of your
mind. There's only E and A math left next week. A relative
waste of time for those two days although at least I can spend the
weekend trying out a multitude of complex questions. These are
topics which I don't really do well in but can hardly be helped.
I'd be glad if my E math scrapes a B3. Of course, not much can
be said about A math in terms of passing.

Well, I do agree with bryan to a certain extent(!) that the
O Level track involves a great deal of spoonfeeding. Open up
and swallow in. But on the other hand, there are many methods
to make it.. well, easier to cram. Subjects like Geography involve
a lot of opposites. Remember one half of the factor and the other
half comes out easily as being the vice versa.

Even though its safe to say that I'll do relatively well for this set
of exams, I come to realise that there's still no time for deceleration
even after it ends. The O Level track only gets rougher and bumpier.
The mid-year now is barely the tip of the iceberg and only the trial
run of the course. It comes as a foretaste of the many sleepless nights
I'll be facing soon. But what of when it ends? Does the track end there?

Well, no it really doesn't. The common aphorism that you never stop
learning in life becomes a reality here, albeit not in a bad sense. What
one needs is a versatile and long-lasting train that can endure and
withstand all the elements of life. Do we seek to shape our life like
that train? Or do we merely let it derail and turn into a trainwreck
instead? Its all up to our own decisions to make it happen.

I crossed the bridge at 10:57 AM

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