All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken.
A light from the shadow shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
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Sunday, March 24, 2013
Write write mode.
Back to study, study, study.
Almost one month, damn time.
Unlike 2 years ago, my feelings now are just, "Oh, same old same old."
Familiarisation is finally rolling. (Wow, you definitely take your sweet time heh)
Same old views while on the bus, same old city, same old 'uhhh school works' and endless proclamations of 'should get rid of this stupid procrastination'. (Who's talking?)
I managed to keep my attempted mini-resolution of 'sleeping before 2am' for 1 week. Genius. That one week was two weeks ago, I think. The bad habit that needs serious rectification is 'sacrificing sleep to get things done while getting enough play time for a day'.
Or after getting enough play time for a day. Yaaaaaah.
You gotta love Garfield.
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