Times @ MindSay

It's weird how all your problems show up at once like they made an appointment to meet at the same time. I have a moment of peace then a moment of hell; to tell you the truth sometimes the moments of hell are really greedy and take more time to go away than the moments of peace. What can we do? All we can do is keep fighting in the hope that someday down the line of our hopefully long lives, the peaceful moments take over and last longer periods of time.

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I dont understand how you got me so deep,
so deep on my knees.
Im so abrade so scared of my need fee's
I have my dos and I have my don't
I would do anything to keep our love afloat.
I hold back, I fight so hard, I push, and all you do
is Pull me closer.
I dont I will leave this day alive.
I just dont understand,
how it got to the time where you have to fly
I hold back the water from come up to my eye's
I dont want you to cry
cry over that pointless
sands of war.
that useless time that kills
Man I just dont understand
how you got me so deep
so so deep on my knees.

((This is not the best I have dont but I hope you  like it.))

     The first thing that popped into my head today is that I am a little freaked out by all of the Leprechauns I keep seeing today.  Now before you accuse me of loosing my marbles I don't mean in actuality I mean on television, the internet etc.  Don't worry I don't see any running up and down the street.  Now after a few Guinness and some Irish Whiskey I may just start seeing them running up and down the street but it is only 8:30 in the morning so I don't think that will be happening.  I am also struck by nostalgia.  I keep remembering being a little girl having to wear green on this day so as not to get pinched at school.  It always seemed I ended up getting pinched anyway.  Boys will be boys and all of that I guess. Aw, to be a kid again...actually I wouldn't trade where  am in life today for anything. 
    Matt, Jack and I had a wonderful weekend. We spent Saturday at the Pike Place Market and I have to say this playing tourist thing we have been doing on the weekends is pretty great. Jack fell in love with the Market in the same way I did as a kid.  It's funny I remembered when we got to the Market that Matt and I had one of our first "dates" there.  We met down by the famous Pig one day after work/school and walked around, had lunch, etc.  I had forgotten about that day until we visited the market this weekend and I was glad to have that memory back.  We did all the usual things, watched the guys and gals at the fish market toss the fish, looked at all the stalls of fresh fruit and veggies and sampled and bought some, picked up two gorgeous bouquets of fresh flowers and no trip to the market would be complete without warm fresh mini donuts.  This last thing was of course Jack's favorite thing about the market.  We ended our day by walking down to the Waterfront and having a "real" lunch on top of all the snacking we did.  It is so great to be able to spend this time with my family and I don't take a moment of it for granted. 
Well, that is all for now.  My mother in law who you all know as barryk is visiting family on the east coast right now and I am anxiously awaiting a blog or email to find out how it is going and how everyone is!  Not to mention May cannot get here soon enough so that we can see her ourselves.  Well that is all for now, I hope you all have a great St. Patrick's day and watch out for those Leprechauns. 

Looks like Sis Da Pro is out of the "game" of blogging, and I seem to be the only "loner" in this industry, but I suppose that isn't a bad thing, at least none of my real life friends I know of use Mindsay, so I suppose I can still have my mini Utopia in the mini corner of the Universe.

I turned off the filter for anonymous visitors, since I don't see how the information I'm going to "leak" on this blog would benefit anyone specifically, because I'm not dumb enough to post things that are so "confidential" that people involved would be hurt.

From now on, I'm going to use initials or nicknames for names of people I mention, can't be bothered with people suing my ass off 50 years from now for using their names without their permission.

Well today has been like another day, filled with step one, a lil' bit of fun, step two, the rays of sun. I was surprised how Mr Mc^2 and Mr E wasted literally 30 minutes of our class time trying to tell us to prepare for mock exams, and get us pumped up with study schedules and teaching us to "lie" to our parents that we do have homework, when we are actually in the room doing what-so-ever just to relax our nerves, since Mr Mc^2 kept reminding us of how important rest and studying was. Mr P also joined in the party to talk to us about the pre-IB Programme that we were to have right after IGCSE exams, and that we would have another Experience China programme near Gui Lin. So far it is planned to be a 5 day trip, and I kind of like the idea, cause that just means I have more time to be with MC outside school environment. Happy? Maybe... Excited? Kind of... Although I doubt I'd get any pictures of MC unless I really tried to, although I don't want to upset her, cause she doesn't like them....

One thing I have to mention though is that when Mr Mc^2 reminded us that the last IGCSE exams we were taking was Coordinated Science, Mr P did an extremely happy face with thumbs up, showing off a flooding smile. It was a funny expression, cause since the day Mr P walked in the halls of YCIS, you always thought he's such a serious man he'd never show a sign of smiling... well we kind of broke that deadlock this year, lol.

I'm starting to get a hang of Maths, although it would take quite a long time before I start ruling back to the Golden days. When I look back to my Primary days, my Maths has always been my pride, as I was doing courses that were 3 years ahead.... but now? Maths seems to be the subject that is dragging my ass along, and with the crashing out of a few "competitions" during the December exams, my chances of retaining honour roll status means that I would need at least a 85% for every single subject I do. My recent science test was a 85%, and to some extent its a good mark, but I'm frustrated, because I wanted the A*, the 90%+, not getting stuck in the As. I'm fed up with As, I have the ability to move up, and I want to, not because I have motivation from the big brain that sits on my right side in Science class, but also because I ignited the fighting spirit and desire deep inside. Its about time I do something about my academics, and if its going to happen, I guess it'll happen right here, right now.

Have a soccer game on Saturday, how unlucky can I be... MC's kid is leaving the orphanage to his adopted family on Saturday too, so I won't be able to go with MC... I guess that's life, had to talk to the Prophet personally to finally decide that I'd "give up" the orphanage for soccer. Will be going to the orphanage on Sunday too, since I find tranquility while I'm in the orphanage, and it has been my dream to constantly help the human society with all my ability, so I guess if I'm going to reach that life-long goal, I'd do it now. Guess that if Christians have enough time to go to Church every Sunday, then I'd have enough time to visit the orphanage every weekend :)

Pretty long post, and the slight thought of me losing memories that flow away from my fingers because of my un-willingness to write living proof of it was pretty much the sole reason for starting this blog again. I won't be bothering to change any of my former posts, although most of them are only visible to Sis Da Pro and my other friend, but I think I'd be posting on such a regular basis that my new posts would slowly pile up enough to squash all those old posts. It won't be worth it for  people to check out my old posts anyways, since my early posts were so simple, short, and shockingly stupid.

Just a mere glance of my world

In quiet and silent despair,
Build up of anger you can't repair,
A simple sorry doesn't dissolve the issue,
Your smile can only bury my tissue.

At this moment of time you do not understand,
How important to me a couple of words I demand.
Your voice is beautiful... my hands tremble,
I cannot withstand the eerie silence right after
the phone is down while I stand up.

Everytime I sing to you,
I only get smiles
that pleases every soul but cuts my mind.
Am I painting on an imaginary wall?
The only response seems to be echoes
down the long...long... corridor... of time.