ah.. only internet explorer allows me to blog when i use wireless@sg.. now i know..

but.. i've forgotten wat i wanted to blog about..


oh yes.. by the way.. internet connection is down... getting my connection on and off on wireless@sg.. so... u all'll see me on and off..

i've not thot about how's school life now, with u no longer there... probably a qn that i never quite dare to ask myself.. it's a qn that i want to put in the chucking list.. and it was made easier with sch starting so hecticly..

hmm.. i'm starting to get the sense of wat my chucking list is about... but that's another topic for another time when i sort out wat that list really meant..

it's only two weeks into sch term... maybe that's why i keep thinking that u are still here.. just that we are not taking any modules together nor meeting up to talk about society stuff.. sometimes i rem that u have graduated cos something looks amiss when i sit at the table.. when i walk around sch..

ur presence is definitely missed whenever i step into the clementi macs.. some how it never feels right when i sit inside there and don't see u.. and i sometimes half expect u to walk in looking like a zombie saying that u are sorry for being late.. no more late night chats there.. nor 50cents ice cream and medium sized green tea...

many of us seem to linger at the table more often and stay later alittle in sch to chat and have dinner together... that's probably our way of coping.. to not feel so lost midst finding a new pattern of sch life to replace the old one which has been disrupted since u all left..


SOME PEOPLE

Some people come into our lives
and leave footprints on our hearts
and we are never ever the same.

Some people come into our lives
and quickly go... Some stay for awhile
and embrace our silent dreams.

They help us become aware
of the delicate winds of hope...
and we discover within every human spirit
there are wings yearning to fly.

They help our hearts to see that
the only stairway to the stars
is woven with dreams...
and we find ourselves
unafraid to reach high.

They celebrate the true essence
of who we are...
and have faith in all
that we may become.

Some people awaken us
to new and deeper realizations...
for we gain insight
from the passing whisper of their wisdom

Throughout our lives we are sent
precious souls...
meant to share our journey
however brief or lasting their stay
they remind us why we are here.

To learn... to teach... to nurture... to love

Some people come into our lives
to cast a steady light
upon our path and guide our every step
their shining belief in us
helps us to believe in ourselves.

Some people come into our
lives to teach us about love...
The love that rests within ourselves.

Let us reach out to others
and feel the bliss of giving
for love is far richer in action
that it ever is in words.

Some people come into our lives
and they move our souls to sing
and make our spirits dance.

They help us to see that everything on earth
is part of the incredibility of life...
and that it is always there
for us to take of its joy.

Some people come into our lives
and leave footprints on our hearts
and we are never ever the same.

~by Flavia Weedn~

school will definitely never be the same again with all of u gone..

i didn't realise how much much i missed ping pong till last night..

the synergy.. the high level of understanding and communication.. the prefect complementary and in sync thought processes..





(for those who don't know.. ping pong is not the sport but just discussion that is very smooth and mentally stimulating.. more of describing the back and forth bouncing of ideas, suggestions etc off each other)

i just realised i have a lot of books that i can read...


at least 14 half read books are staring at me from my bookshelf

4 half read lib books that i can't seem to finish within the due date

a dozen psych textbooks that are actually quite interesting but was dulled and chucked aside as they remind me too much of the horrid exams that i had to go thru..


shall take my time clearing them when i'm more free to read and stop whining to myself that i have no books to read..

i seem to have fewer and fewer thots that pass thru my head...

and even when i do have some.. they seem to disappear as quickly as they came..

maybe this is the true definition of an air head...

finally it's going to be fri...

and i have not died yet.. haha

we shall see..

video's still not done.. argh!!!!

can u believe that hell week can start on the first week of sch??????


maybe i really should just concentrate on studying..

why do i have to care so much and fight so hard?

to do it on my own?

impossible.

but who would want to sacrifice?



i just want to get by this week..

oh! someone fell of her bed twice in less than 2hrs..

finally went to suan ming...

very interesting things were brought up..

we shall see if they come true..

to dream or not to dream?

tough decision..