This is going to be a come-to-my-head-pin-it-down post. Not that the previous ones werent, but as in they were more well thought up and structured. Ive been busy with work so I havent come up with anything other than some rough ideas and vague topics.

The detriments of sleeping late:
1. Inability to concentrate on task (duh.)
2. Occasional headaches (duh.)
3. Missing morning activites eg. church for me (somewhat duh.)
Point 1 extension - Inability to grip keys on piano, fingers slide around hopelessly.

Lol, that was todays outline (duh). I woke up at exactly 12. Then blah all of the above happened. At least that was yesterday and today I need not do the same. I just completed my part for peer teaching so its up to Samuel now. I always manage to complete everything on time somehow or another. That includes spamming crappy answers.

Lets talk about the Dark Knight. Lol, Im not going to censor spoilers. Its not like I usually do anyway. Personally, I think it can win the "best movie of the year" award. I mean, its perfect. The plot was really intricately thought up. Complication to the max. Lol, then there was the buzz about the Joker. Apparently the spotlight was on the villain and not the hero for once. Lol. Indeed, he played his role perfectly too, portraying it like a mind twisted by his horrific childhood experience. I really admired the whole moral message in the story. The resonating closing lines, which I cant remember (lol, contradictory), was left the lingering feeling inside. I only remember the last three words, the Dark Knight. So thats how the movie title came about. Then there was Alfred. Hes my favourite character I think, always being the one behind Batman himself. He comes up with all the cool phrases like "why do we fall, master bruce? ... so we can get back up." This is from episode 1 because I cant seem to remember anything he said from 2. The motifs, white knight and dark knight, just awesome. On the whole, its just a whole lot of action + moral messages, like a action-packed parable. Lol, weird analogy.

Tomorrows back to school after a weeks break and most importantly, theres maths. This of course means me getting back my terribly failed paper. As much as I can prepare myself, theres inevitably that feeling that justs kills. I once said I hate fretting over work because it seems so pointless. I think the truth is I hate fretting over work but I invariably do so. Its like a natural tendency. I just cant totally lay my hands off it. Good and bad, it works both ways. Lol, blabbering on about academics. What I hate most. Blah.

12.40, the clock ticks by.
Im up, hands on the keyboard.
Face to screen, mind to bed.