the Blower's daughter...

this is a crazy week. week 6. numerous submissions, assignments, labs, lab reports to do, tutorials to complete...

sometimes i wish i can just slack and don't do...work is like never-ending, forever an onslaught of assignments and tutorials and projects etc...sucks to be an engineer, sucks even more to be a chemical engineer, (sucks)^Inf especially if u are a chem engin student trying to get a life, trying to pursue his dreams, trying to obtain good enough grades, all without having to sacrifice too much...

midterm break is next week, but after that is midterms. *drumroll* means more mugging, less rest, lesser sleep, lesser fun...

the only solace i get is probably from singing and hanging out with good, better and best frens =D. singing is a damn effective way to release emotions/stress, which i happen to have alot of recently. EA block fire escape staircase rocks =D. even though 'girl' says can hear me from 2nd storey, that doesn't stop me from practising. music and singing keep me sane; helps me to release anything pent up in me.
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everything's so surreal, like a dream. is it real? or just a figment of my own fertile imagination?
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i listened to the Blower's Daughter by Damien Rice last night. in the wee hours. when everyone was asleep. when i could only hear the gentle humming of the fan. even though the lyrics were so simple, so innocent, the emotions came through loud and clear.

sometimes, just a simple song can let loose what i've been trying to hide for the longest time. my weaknesses, past experiences, all coming back into memory...