Rain down on me again

You look for the entry dated on March 27, but there was none, you were very suspicious. Could it be a deliberate attempt by an unknown person to remove it? If so then why? You push these nagging thoughts behind as you read the entry on March 28.

March 28

It was another wet day. the moment I left school, it poured.

The drama thing I went for was a King Lear thing, but I auditioned for Kent, I became Edgar. Now this is what I think.

"For that I am some twelve or fourteen moonshines

Lag of a Kent?

Why“foolish honesty”? Wherefore “Noble”?

When my dimensions are
as well compact,

My mind as generous, and my shape as
true

As honest madam's issue? "

[Shakespeare jumps from his grave, travel around the world to Singapore to throttle this author for defacing his play]

Ackk. But seriously, I'm cool with it. AT least I don't have to die on stage and lay still when my rear starts to itch.
[To create irony, His will made the author's rear itchy]

Well, we have to see the teacher on this Saturday to discuss rehearsals. Boy am I glad to be in an unsticky situation of overloaded timetables. After all, its good to be involved in stuff, but if you lose sight of the important stuff, it could really come up and bite you in your rear in your dying moments.
[The author does not notice the shadow of a really big dog with big teeth creeping up behind him. You lose the picture but the sound of 'Ouch, stop biting me ass you mastiff!' is heard]

Today, our literature lecturer showed the class two poems, one of which that inspired me to deface the most was

How Do I Love Thee
Elizabeth Barrett Browning

'How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. '

This was I , in jest have said.

'How do I mock thee? Let me count the ways. this is one, the next is...'
'How do I laugh at thee? Let me count the ways. There is only one way. Ha ha ha'
'How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. Oops, I lost me accounts book'
'How do I fu-'

Okay, that's a little to much of a joke.
[skeletal fingers clutch over the author's neck. The author fears for his life]

Training

You flip to the next entry, you see the author's face. This time, he looks drenched in sweat. Nevertheless, he keeps his dazzling smile in spite of obvious physical fatigue. The author looks very happy in the entries, which made you feel a pang of worry over his abrupt disappearance and these ominious bloodstains on his holographic journal. He speaks. You listen.

March 26

Today was kinda weird day, I woke up later than usual, due to my forgetting of arming the alarm. But I wasn't late for school. That was through God's grace, small reminders that He is in my life no matter what and would deliver me. I pray for you who read this blog too, good friend, may you be walking the way that pleases God.
[Traffic Jam]

Wushu(chinese martial arts) practice was today, I learnt rudimentary skills of Quan Fa(Fist skill, my bad for such poor translation). I really pushed myself for this, I was sweating buckets. But training is still training. No reason why I do it, no reason why I should quit.

"Was this the face that launched a thousand ships and burnt the
topless towers of Ilium?" - Doctor Faustus

[Insert in author's photograph]
[Retching heard]
[Marlowe rising from the grave in anger]

Ah well, that's all folks.
WADDOYOUEXEPECT?
[Author moons you]

Saying Rain down on me is getting old.

So it rained. you stay a while, you sit on a couch, leaning against a lumpy faded cushion. you feel the presence of paper inside the cushion. You remove the covering of the cushion, to find a large piece of paper with lots of mumbers written on them. Looks like lots of entries' worth.

March 25

Today, I went for Emcees course for public speaking skills, one of the most dreaded things people say. I remeember a story about a man thrown to a hungry lion in a gladiator ring. The man was not eaten by the lion and the emperor who threw him in was curious as to why the lion was not eaten. The man said that he told the lion that after it had shown its power in ripping the man into pieces, it was invited to stand on stage to talk to the audience. The lion was so afraid that it did not eat the man. No... That is not Daniel, Daniel was thrown into the lion's den, its just another guy.
[Lions send their lawyer's letter for libel]

The course was okay, I learnt some.

I was somewhat surprised at today's second audition for SYF drama. I was expecting to have been driven out by compeition when I did not receive any confirmation on monday that I was shortlisted. Well, I did ask Him and received. Kinda affirms divine deliverance if one asks. [whoops]

Anyway, there's a project for public speaking. Hurray! No more boring days!
[deathly silence, people making emergency calls to the asylum for a possible lunatic in their sight(Disclaimer no offense to anyone, mentally handicapped or otherwise)]

Thats was all for today, except another rainy day which I spent speaking to a friend over small talk[No quantum physics involved =( . Intellectuals send a lawyer's letter for demeaning intelligence needed for physics and especially quantum physics].

Boy, what a lot of mail I got today.
[Exeunt, screams of horror hear in the distance, followed by spooky doom music]