Pack, girl.

Staring at my room, turned upside down in my desperate attempt to find a minute object which I havent used but would probably need to in the near future, and trying to figure out how to compress a room into a bunch of boxes and suitcases, I turned on my arsenal of Disney music. (long sentence :O)
I call it arsenal because it arms my moods to face the day ahead. Anyway, "Mine"" (click the link to listen to it) from Pocahontas started playing, and I found myself singing along, spontaneously changing the lyrics to suit my situation.. This is what I came up with.

  The fields of Hiroshima,
the battles at Puerto Rico,
will seem like mere playgrounds,
by this time tomorrow.
The stuff you find here,
if ever to be found.
oh with all in ya girl,
pack up your room, girl.

Pack, girl, pack all your stuff
and dig, girl, dig through this crap
Grab a broom, girl.
you;re doomed girl,
lest you get this mess,
get this loverly mess cleaned up.

Pack pack and packety pack..
hey nonny nonny, hey nonny nonny.
oh how I hate it!
hey nonny nonny, hey nonny nonny.
there are heaps of it and I am on top of this heap!

My parents back home, oh how they worry
see how they squirm
my room looks like a quarry.
The cleaners hate what they see,
the management will throw me,
they ll quarantine me!

Pack girl, pack everything,
pack this stuff until its sparkling.


Pack pack and packety pack..
hey nonny nonny, hey nonny nonny.



All of my life I have searched for a bag like this one!!
A wide or more spacious bag I couldnt desire!
Hundreds of compartments await and I dont plan to miss one!
This room I can tame, if this bag I can claim!
This bag will one day be MINE!!!
MINE!
MINE!

Pack pack,pack  and packety pack..(3)

Keep on working girl! Dont keep shirking girl!
Pack pack,pack  and packety pack..(3)

Nearly time

First semester is getting over...Already?
My classes have finished, my final crit is drawing to a close.. (yes I am blogging from crit) and my tickets are booked.
I cant wait! Just the final exams to survive.. shouldnt be too hard right?
This vacation is the time to recuperate and reset myself, a time to reflect and improve, to look back on the semester (which wasnt so great) and think of ways to begin the next one.
Still a long way to go.
Cant wait to go home.. to sleep in my own bed, to not worry about food and to feel the love of my friends and family once more. most importantly.. To poop in my own toilet!!! yayyyy
Still 3 whole weeks to go.. so need to be patient and strong!
Ok I ran out of things to say... I shall go now. 

Tons of work.. and Im blogging

Go Figure. Mountains of submissions and a quiz tomorrow (20 % of my grade) plus a serious brain storming session required and i decide to blog after so long. Ah College.what can I say?

Despite having the incredible fortune of being good enough to get into one of the best Universities in the World ( The National University of Singapore, for those who have been living under a rock) I feel as inadequate as ever. But Im learning. Its a painfully slow process, trying to redeem yourself after one fiasco after another.
So far my worst module has been the one in which I m supposed to put in the most work. Following a particularly bad critique session wherein I actually failed to turn in an assignment, I was feeling more dejected than ever.
But following a weekend of plunging myself in "feel good" activities and intense counselling sessions ith my friends I started feeling better. Atleast I am good at writing essays.
But I am getting those feelings again. Mostly fear. And lack of inspiration. I am terrified of the outcome of this crit as I have not yet managed to come up with a brainwave. Divine inspiration just dosent come you know. I dont think  my shrunken heart ( wonderfully coupled with my shrunken brain -.-) can take another failure.
So here I sit, bunking archery class, in Starbucks, snacking on their delightful Christmas menu ( Cranberry White Chocolate Mocha, a genius of combination) and a muffin, hoping the change in location would help. So far not much. planning to sit here till I do get something.
I hope I do.