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    Save me

    Monday, April 24, 2006

    It has begun... the exams... though I don't remember it being as tiring as it is now. My collapse into fatigue has finally started, though a tad bit too early considering I'm not even halfway across my papers. Last semester my collapse came only after the second last paper, which was Sci-fi, so I'm quite surprised to find my energy largely drained just after one paper this semester. Talk about getting old.

    I'm so tired I'm not even writing what I came here to write. I wanted to write about our narcissistic lecturers who gave us mediocre grades for our essays just because we did not plaglarise their lecture notes, in short, we did not write what they liked most to read i.e. their most precious opinions and comments which they value more than anything else in the world, including the students' interesting and differing perspectives. So how are we to make up for the rest of the percentage in the exams? Memorise their bloody notes! Talk about being silenced. I wanted also to give these lecturers poxes, so did Faith who was equally pissed about her essay.

    I also wanted to write about the paradise of books I accidentally found while studying in the new (well not so new now) national library and the breathtaking view the reference sections gave to the city and most of all, Saint Joseph's gothic church. I also wanted to give poxes to the rules which forbid us to bring in personal belongings into these sections of the library.

    I also wanted to write about Donne and my intolerance for his violent imagery expressing his anxieties about his faith. Perhaps if he didn't doubt so much and write so many poems regarding the matter, he might have had the chance to sit down and think about the contrary. I also want to give a pox to the only non-open book exam I have for making me memorise quotes from the Donnian poems which I have since developed low tolerance for.

    So what did I not want to write about?

    Please save me from this wretched fatigue soon...

    The river runs and the river hides
    Out to the ocean and under the sky
    I promise you, the answer will come
    Hold on to patience and watch for the sign
    Everything in its time.


    8:46 pm
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