A Weekend Mood

Weeks have started to feel different lately. When I was younger, I would groan about how slow the week goes, and how many more years I would have to deal with the boring monotony of the same routine over and over again. Now, they disappear before I even realise it. I’ll look up, and it’s Friday, and I’ll proceed to panic over how little I’ve done and wonder what even happened in all the days in between- I can barely remember what I’ve done daily.

Maybe it’s because life is so full. School, friends, work, volunteering, hobbies, studying- there’s always something on. And packed days blur together- or maybe the Earth’s spinning faster…

Or maybe it’s because I’m changing, growing older, more aware of how temporary things can feel. An endless year has turned into a marathon- and you want to hold onto late-night conversations, dumb inside jokes, even the stressful days- just a little bit tighter.

Maybe it’s because another one of my friends just graduated and I thought, “When did four years till graduation turn into a year and two months until Year 12?”

No one knows whether time will slow down again. Perhaps it isn’t supposed to. Maybe learning to notice the moments while they’re happening, instead of missing them when they’re gone, is the trick we’re all looking for.

Signing off…

The Art Of Studying

Hello and good morning (night because I’m about to fall asleep from academic burnout) to my dearest readers,

I’m here to present to you…

Drumroll, please…

An unhinged song from the recesses of my fried braincells!

An ode to our wonderful education system and the joy it brings me to be a student!

And of course, a list of things I forget to do while studying myself!!!

So, without further ado…

Let’s begin!

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K-Pop Demon Hunters

Admittedly, even as a slightly obsessed MOA, STAY and an individual who stans about a thousand other groups, when the movie came out on Netflix- I genuinely didn’t think I would watch it. With a name as such, it seemed more fit for Em, so I wasn’t THAT hyped for its release- it was more of a movie I consigned to the back of my mind in the list of things I’ll watch after my list of 500 other shows. Then, it came out, my friends began raving about it, I ended up watching it, and it’s been the third time and I’m still screaming out the songs, crying over RuJinu and sporting heart eyes very much like the Huntrix girls when they first saw the Saja Boys.

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Red(Guest-Written)

Run.

I like running. 

I like how the wind feels in my lungs, flowing in and out, brushing out against my face. It’s salty, my master says this is what makes the air good. 

I like the grass too.  It grows up to my stomach and makes a funny noise when I run in it. It’s for grazing, I’m told. I don’t know what that is, but the sheep eat it a lot. 

I do an important job, I watch. Run in circles and circles. I like my job. The sheep are fluffy and there are some in the sky too. I can’t round them up. But sometimes I see some invisible thing in the sky do it. Master says it is our ancestors in the sky, I overheard him talking to Johnny. 

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Writer’s Block

Now, as all of you have probably observed, my posts have been growing further and further apart as the bane of the education system saps me of creativity and vivid thinking.

In less dramatic terms, Year 10 sucks, Social Sciences are the next bunch of subjects I’m going to throw a party for when I say goodbye and English teachers need to stop saying “there are no wrong answers” when my practice papers say otherwise…

Be that as it will, something strange did happen. After failing a Geography exam, I spent two whole seconds grieving the non-existent loss of cartographic talent then proceeded to scream in utter joy and hysterically laugh, the realisation that this was one of the last Social Sciences exams I’ll ever fail hitting me in full force.

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