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Saturday, November 18, 2006
Yep, last day of O's.

Not talking about O's. Pooled for an hour plus myself. Bought a few books. Will be reading them soon. 4 years ended.. anticipating OTC and JC life. Haha...why issit that hols is just a transition period to me while others can have so much fun? I know i cant derive fun from company or crowds. Just don't fit. How funny if one didnt know what's fun even until old age.

Lols.


posted @ 12:58 am


Monday, November 13, 2006
Somewhere else in the world i'm displaced, but i still find my roots. I know where i belong. Where im happiest. Where im saddest. Its all the same place. People may be skeptical. If you are, to hell with you. Cos i dun care.

My worth. I know. My promise's my worth. It had no value. I'll give it some value.
One day this strand of carbon fibre will leave. Not now. Cos i have to keep a promise. Its meaningless practically. But its just as important. Im emotionally detached. and attached. to a place, and another.

5 days to end of O's. And here im anticipating a nightmare. It's scary. But it will soon be over. I used to think i could accomplish something great. I was the chosen one. Now, i am just ordinary. And proud to be here.

Literature: Loved it. Poetry and Prose can be very beautiful, can be very alive. Words perform magic. That's transient.


posted @ 12:04 am


Friday, November 03, 2006
..deep deep down in my heart.
..deep deep down in my heart.
E E D-ED C

haha...quite heart warming. Father and daughter singing together on the bus..


posted @ 12:26 am


Wednesday, November 01, 2006
1st time watching gong.

The girl isnt tt cute afterall...
I pity the other prince.

THINK:
What is the role of Captain Horster in the play?
What about the others?
Tyranny of the majority.
Manipulation of majority.


posted @ 7:20 pm
Going thru some kind of turmoil. Been going thru some exam freak-outs..flunking the easiest papers. waddahell.

If life was a series of multiple choice questions, what kind of person would u be? One who thinks hard and long before a decision is made, one who throws an eraser before shading or one who looks over his/her shoulders for an answer? Each is flawed no matter how meticulous (or how not) u are in making a decision. No one can be flawless/impeccable/play the good-guy all the time. That's the sadness and reality of life.

im nothing, and so that's why.


posted @ 4:48 am