Tuesday, June 28, 2005
Skinny milk chocolate
Met Carol in the new RJC while collecting the A-levels certificate and college yearbook this afternoon. And was undisclosed to the so-called secret between two of my good friends (cum classmates). Isn't really a secret at all as anyone would have guessed it right since some time last year. Haha. Anyone who knows them knows about them.
It feels so so good to be out in the fresh air. Not as poetic as being able to smell the freshly cut grass blades like in the books, but it's almost as fine as that. Dear me. What've I become.
It feels so so good to be out in the fresh air. Not as poetic as being able to smell the freshly cut grass blades like in the books, but it's almost as fine as that. Dear me. What've I become.
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
To me and to you
Absence makes the heart grow founder,
What about me and how about you.
Counting days by seconds like eons,
What do you think how would I know.
Everything's gone past with the speed of time,
How did things go I want to know so,
Can't wait for the end that marks the beginning,
Which cliches with a how are you.
What about me and how about you.
Counting days by seconds like eons,
What do you think how would I know.
Everything's gone past with the speed of time,
How did things go I want to know so,
Can't wait for the end that marks the beginning,
Which cliches with a how are you.
Sunday, June 12, 2005
Square-pants
Rather fortunate that I can't go out these days. My eyes'd catch fire if I look outside. The black tarred roads seem sparking with flames every time I gaze out of my window in the day. Well frankly the "home-staying" period has gone more and more unbearable, too. Just ordered Championship Manager 4, a rare game that runs on Mac, from Apple's shopping site without much of a choice, for the games in the Apple shop at Wheelock Place actually went out of stock this morning according to Hocks who helpfully checked out for me. I was so disappointed for a moment and then so happy to find out that it's about ten bucks cheaper to buy one online and disappointed again but the tiny prints which squeezed out after paying with dad's Black, "delivery within 2 days AFTER SHIPMENT". Reckon shipments which are stated as 1 to 3 days may gladly be acknowledged as the latter. Arghz. Five anxious days will be spent most impatiently like a kid again, tortured by the elasticity of time, I can't imagine.
Anyways I've been thinking, that should I be at all spending my parents' money to go study overseas. Perhaps really easily influenced, but reckon it's unavoidable to give it a thought, chill-headed. It isn't about affordability, but adulthood, and independence. Right now I'm beginning to admire Honk, who's extremely determined to earn his way through NS and during university days to foot the NTU bill single-handedly. Way to go, bro. Yeah, if only I wasn't committed to basketball, to my team, then what'd I be? I'd turn out to be a (perhaps much more pimply) studious scholar getting prepared for the trip to Cambridge or Harvard at this moment. Should I even be thinking about this. I'm lost, again. Well actually, it isn't really time to worry yet, is it?
Anyways I've been thinking, that should I be at all spending my parents' money to go study overseas. Perhaps really easily influenced, but reckon it's unavoidable to give it a thought, chill-headed. It isn't about affordability, but adulthood, and independence. Right now I'm beginning to admire Honk, who's extremely determined to earn his way through NS and during university days to foot the NTU bill single-handedly. Way to go, bro. Yeah, if only I wasn't committed to basketball, to my team, then what'd I be? I'd turn out to be a (perhaps much more pimply) studious scholar getting prepared for the trip to Cambridge or Harvard at this moment. Should I even be thinking about this. I'm lost, again. Well actually, it isn't really time to worry yet, is it?
Monday, June 06, 2005
Long and winding road
Lately I've realised that staying single for the most (or quite the most) of my life till now brings me basket-loads of great friends whom I'm faithfully blessed with. Can't imagine how I'm able to live without them. Perhaps the saddest thing this year isn't the tearing of my ankle ligament, but it's really when the bulk of them leaving for universities overseas this fall.
Well actually, after talking to Theresa, reckon the game of life is really climbing onto it's climax soon. W'all hafta bet on what we're gonna do and where we'll land ourselves in in the future by making decisions on our first degree. Little can it affect us as it seems, the first degree can be the head of the hammer which we hafta strike hard on. But no one can tell Fate. Although it may all seem blurry, think one will end up where he or she really belongs no matter which route he or she takes. Let life be. And you'll be fine.
Well actually, after talking to Theresa, reckon the game of life is really climbing onto it's climax soon. W'all hafta bet on what we're gonna do and where we'll land ourselves in in the future by making decisions on our first degree. Little can it affect us as it seems, the first degree can be the head of the hammer which we hafta strike hard on. But no one can tell Fate. Although it may all seem blurry, think one will end up where he or she really belongs no matter which route he or she takes. Let life be. And you'll be fine.
Sunday, June 05, 2005
Happy daze
Happy. Dad bought me a new all-in-one printer from the PC Show 2005. Lexmark isn't that bad after all. Tried scanning and printing some photos today and they turned out pretty satisfactory. Yay. I can finally dispose of the ten-year-old Canon Bubblejet. Give me a buzz and come collect it fast if anyone wants it before it ends up with the Karang-Guni man. Haha.
Anyways my opinion regarding the relation between the world of art history and my knowledge of it has continued to change. I'm beginning to despise no more upon the philistines around but myself. To "know thyself before knowing others" is really enlightening. Right now I'm beginning to realise how seriously little I know about the art world. Dang. I need a professor, fast.
The facade of the days without a cast on my leg is beginning to form it's verisimilitude in my mind gradually. Blissfully waiting for that day soon to come just like a anxious WWII paratrooper counting down to D-day, I am, totally. :)
Anyways my opinion regarding the relation between the world of art history and my knowledge of it has continued to change. I'm beginning to despise no more upon the philistines around but myself. To "know thyself before knowing others" is really enlightening. Right now I'm beginning to realise how seriously little I know about the art world. Dang. I need a professor, fast.
The facade of the days without a cast on my leg is beginning to form it's verisimilitude in my mind gradually. Blissfully waiting for that day soon to come just like a anxious WWII paratrooper counting down to D-day, I am, totally. :)
Saturday, June 04, 2005
Still counting down
Just watched the series of Band of Brothers on DVD. Reckon it's only till you've truly experienced army life (don't know if it's solely applicable to the armed forces here) to stop enjoying war movies. I did really love watching those brotherly grenade-flying films like Saving Private Ryan and Black Hawk Down, but not anymore. For all you know it ain't that cool to be an army man, or actually it ain't cool at all to wear a set of No. 4 and holding a rifle. Men in green, men in blue, men in white. Or whatever. Perhaps it's just me not enjoying the regimental life. Yeah I'll stop grudging.
