Journal

My block is green.

Yes, green.

For some reason they decided to spruce up my HDB block a little. Cleaning, refurbishing some concrete and painting. Hey, no complaints from me. We always needed a new coat of paint. But for some reason they decided to paint over the bricks, so all the pretty bricks that used to punctuate the flat yellow walls are now painted over rather unkindly.

And it’s green. A shade of green that I don’t really like. Kind of pale, like the sort of colour you get when you mix milk with some peppermint oil. And while it’s not my least favourite colour, they could have at minimum have spared the bricks.

Studies

I’ve been studying (yay!) but it’s not been getting into my head (not so yay). There’s a lot to deal with and I’m not so sure things will look any better closer to the end of the week, but hey, at least I’m managing something.

The bad feeling that you get before each exam or test period hasn’t quite sunk in yet, but I’m confident it will soon. A punctual fellow, that.

Chatty

I am enormously chatty these days for some reason. I can just talk and talk about this thing or that, jump from one topic to the other, with this person or that. If only I could have the same output volume with writing.

Hazardous

I was just thinking, a month before the release of the Decemberists’ The Hazards Of Love, that I ought to do something I’ve always thought I’d for this album or that. I’m going to take photos, one for each track, related by theme or lyrics or title (I suppose the last being the rare case). There are seventeen tracks that don’t look to welcome this, but I’ll see what I can do when I get the album.

Gaming Note

Recent break times have been invested in improving my PixelJunk Monsters proficiency and also a side dish of Noby Noby Boy.

And that’s all, I think. Sorry for the disjointedness of this post. Back to work.

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