it's already week 4 and my brain's still feeling empty.
not like any of the readings successfully squeeze their way through.
But i've been very very busy though - with gatherings.


i have about 4 days to consider if i should or should not.
shit. this is killing me. why are you so cute?



Can computers think?
(note: this is my philo assignment.) Honestly, it didn't went out like what i wanted it to be.
alright.

little stuffs make me happy! i'm so sure about this.

Recently, I've been thinking how magical it is for some people to get along so well, almost instantly.
At least, i don't work this way so i don't know how it feels like.

That grey area in our mind and heart.


I was suggesting that we should count down to our 10th year anniversary and hold a private prom-kinda event (meaning we all dress up naise-ly).
IMAGINE HOW FUNNY IT'LL BE!
and how fun it'll be too!!!
I so wanna make this comes true.
so people, please love and nod to my awesome idea! :)


YAY! driving for supper tonight!
cause thurs = free from school :)


this is old news but still, a few more days to my favourite 30 days.


The first time i watched Beauty and the Beast, i freaked out because of the beast.
I watched it the second time and i cried.
I love how the last petal of the rose falls. Goodbye to the long break and Hello to all the lecture notes and tutorials.



N-E-G-L-E-C-T.
once again, the beauty of balancing and perhaps, commitment. sometimes, i really think that "why" isn't as important as "how".

and that i like black a lot because it's the direct opposite of white.
white is so pure, so innocent that it seems a little untrue. 1) I desperately wanna recover soon cause non-stop coughing is getting irritating.
2) I desperately wanna have THAI EXPRESS! you people know what i want right? TOM YAM GLASS NOODLES!!!!!!!!!






burnished by the light.





Don't y'all love the morning air?

I love this photo.
1) Ah Liang's face = ultimate happiness.
2) Mr Lim's jump = super high.
3) There's the milk carton at the back. Being into something.
Around March/April 2010, i felt that i'm not so into dance anymore.
i felt that maybe it's time to quit.
i felt that perhaps i had enough of my interest and that it's time for a change.
i felt that maybe it's time to go back to sports, after years.
But being reasonably logical, i know i'm having all those thoughts because i haven't been dancing due to all the other commitments such as overseas CIP, graduation trip to Taiwan, beautiful Redang trip and some other stuffs as well.
If you didn't do something for a long time, you'll lose grip of it.
when all was over, as expected, i lost the feel towards dancing.
everyone else improved, my standard dropped.
i was feeling very down, each dance lesson felt more like a chore.
i spent time dealing with plenty of thoughts and then, here i am, months later. i'm still dancing and looking forward to the concert at the end of the year.

now that i've come to a conclusion for my story. Let us continue on a related thought.
Being into someone.
Does it work the same? Honestly, i doubt i'm in the best position to comment on this.
but then again, maybe it's the same.
perhaps all we need is that never-dying kind of passion to keep the flame alive.
or maybe, i'm just looking at the surface of it, not the root. there's always a cause for every event.
that's what i remember from philosophy lecture.


it's like an addiction. never getting enough of each other.
we are drugs of each other.


a few more weeks to what i'm looking forward to.
you and i know what it is.


it's ridiculous how you will never neglect some people in your life.
you thought so.
even if you do, at the end of the day, the place he/she holds in your heart is still the same.
i love how it is right now,
with different people.


recently, i miss being alone, all by myself.
i miss the long nights spent writing writing and still writing.
i miss listening to mp3 on my bed.
i know it seems like simple stuffs but lately, i'm just too tired and sleepy to do all these.....
i miss myself i guess.


perhaps, i tried too hard to adapt to the new environment, or maybe, i did it too quickly....
thus ~ your punch line.






the different layers inside one's body, and soul.
it's like filters before getting the real substance that you want, that i want.
slowly, secrets and pasts are revealed.
very slowly, the entire process.
whether the end product is what we love, what we want.
that's not important at all. first day of school.
Great lecture companions.
lectures are still very boring - as usual.
i want to be a good student this time round.
teach me how to be one!!!!!!!! the decision to sign up for Arts camp is one of the best decision made in my life.
i didn't go willingly actually. even before going over to raffles city, i double confirmed my decision with my sister, with bearbear, with samsam, with kaming.
i ain't very sociable. i know of this. that's why the hesitation.
finally, arts camp day 1 arrived. i packed my stuffs, figured how to go eusoff hall and day 1 commenced.
Day 1 started with plenty of awkwardness and of course, as usual, i let myself blend in with the corners of the room, the circle and did my usual profile observation.
As the days go by, i somehow don't want Arts camp to end so soon cause i know everyone's having fun and i'm having fun too.
having fun playing the games, having fun making new friends, having fun bonding here and there and definitely, having fun blending into the new and huge environment.
and so, after 5days and 4nights worth of ultimate fun-ness, Arts camp ended.
R house - Randit FTW!!!!
(we steal, we fight, we kill~)
i didn't expect the end of Arts camp to be a new beginning of Randit and in fact, the real formation of friendship ties.
we went out for dinner, movies, cycling, prawning, bidding session together and all!
and just a day before arts o-week, Randit being randits came up with this super absurd idea. WHY ARE WE GOING FOR O-WEEK???? WE COULD HAVE ANOTHER WEEK BY OURSELVES!!!!!!!
(we aren't that keen to let new people join us actually.)
but still, with our responsible ogl, Kevin kinda convinced us to abandon that idea.
and sooooo, o-week commenced.
the first day was back to the slight awkwardness as one og looks like two instead.
we were guilty but felt better after seeing that they somehow managed to bond among themselves too.
7 days this time round.....
another round of fun and laughters and stronger bonds in our friendship.
we have all the Action 'Geraldine', Action 'Mr Muscle', endless amount of Action 'Popping', NSK seems rather official now and plenty of others....
We did all these as Redophile now.
I still miss Randit of course but i love Redophile too.
maybe not as much but i believe, it'll get better.
Most importantly, R house.
For some reason or another, we didn't win the best house.
When i saw our House ic crying, i really felt like crying with them.
many others felt the same way too.
But it's okay, like what they said, R house will be back next year.
Red is in your blood, Red is in my blood
Red is in our blood ~ we meet plenty of people in our life.
started as strangers whereby we tried to remember each other's names and faces.
in actual fact, i really value the process a lot.
watching myself as well as the others trap in all the awkward conversations.
it's a bit of self-tormenting.


faced with a new choice and i would say a good one too.
but then again, we need to give the choice time, plenty of time to prove itself.
(it shows that i'm working to my own LS graduation instead of retaining throughout my life.)


i promise myself that i'll try my besttttttt to be nicer, even to those that i really don't wanna spend another second with.


yesterday, my friends and i were talking about the majority in school. the sheltered/protected mindset of theirs and i realised that's what make us different.
but sometimes, i do envy them, cause they know exactly how to make their life easier.