A Toast!
I do not pretend to know how the mind works.
I am blurer than the next person in line.
Come to think of it, going back to school after one weeks break is not really that big of a deal. My time table is such that i don't have to go to school everyday...so its not a very big leap from being at home for a week..what i mean is that i don't really feel the stretch...its as if i never had that one week of break in the first place. *sigh*
I've had a good time 'running into people' this week.
Ran into Paul and Mandy and some other friends on the bus and around the campus.
For some reason, everytime i go out, i will run into someone i know. It does not matter where i go and at what time because without fail i will see someone whom i know from somewhere. Could be from SR, SIM, PL, church, or even a relative...gets pretty creepy sometimes when u think about it...haha...
In 2002, i went to OBS and had a really awesome time. Pictures were taken and they were posted on a website. I downloaded all of them but they all got lost when i changed to the new cpu...i have tried to go back to that paricular web page to look for the photos...however, the site can't be found...sad as i am that i can not relive those crazy moments through those pictures, i have to accept the fact that the people in them are more important ... i guess i will have to go bug my friend for the pictures ...haha...
i wonder when the group will have the chance to meet up again....it has been a very very long time...time flies eh? The second anniversary is coming up in November.
Who is going to remember it other than me? Will we all be too busy or even bother to meet up? When we ourselves have changed much since the time we all saw each other last.
Some way or another, something or other will either bring us all together again or keep us all apart. The longer the time we spend apart the less we feel for one another. As compared to the hours we spent toiling in under the sun and through the rain.
How quicky some forget or how little is means to some.
I do not pretend to know how the mind works.
I am blurer than the next person in line.
Waking up in the morning is kinda hard sometimes especially when i am VERY tired of have been having a VERY nice dream. Its kinda like never wanting to eat finish a particular ice-cream but you have to because it will melt and then it won't taste nice anymore...but you get my point..don't you?
This time 20:05, being late, i end up with my brain losing all sensation and turning to mush after a full day of lessons beginning with a soci test. Followed by a rushed lunch and a econs lecture regarding fat Singaporean, Japanese and US Sumo wrestlers... The problems of Singapore not being able to get an olympic medal in the sumo department and so on and so forth...
The joys of walking home under the hot sun without any music to listen to because my headphones decided to die on me...of all days and times : this morning after the long 151 bus ride just before i got to class to prepare for the test.
Speaking of the bus...it was leaking...the air-con that is... and i was sitting under it...
The soci test how?
Lets just say that if there's one thing i am good at, its writting rubbish. 6 years of studying and writting literature papers has been great practise for penning track loads of rubbish and has allowed me to become a fluent writer of R-U-B-B-I-S-H... hopefully i can convince my lecturer to give me marks based on my unique writting ability... :p...eh~ not everyone can sprout crap on command that easily plus make it convincing leh~ haha
Well, there's always tomorrow.
Its another day all together...things to do, places to go, people to terrorise... muah hahaha...
Come! Drink with me - To the another Saturday of Maths and Tuition!
*bleah*
CHEERS!
*eye-balls hang out*
I am blurer than the next person in line.
Come to think of it, going back to school after one weeks break is not really that big of a deal. My time table is such that i don't have to go to school everyday...so its not a very big leap from being at home for a week..what i mean is that i don't really feel the stretch...its as if i never had that one week of break in the first place. *sigh*
I've had a good time 'running into people' this week.
Ran into Paul and Mandy and some other friends on the bus and around the campus.
For some reason, everytime i go out, i will run into someone i know. It does not matter where i go and at what time because without fail i will see someone whom i know from somewhere. Could be from SR, SIM, PL, church, or even a relative...gets pretty creepy sometimes when u think about it...haha...
In 2002, i went to OBS and had a really awesome time. Pictures were taken and they were posted on a website. I downloaded all of them but they all got lost when i changed to the new cpu...i have tried to go back to that paricular web page to look for the photos...however, the site can't be found...sad as i am that i can not relive those crazy moments through those pictures, i have to accept the fact that the people in them are more important ... i guess i will have to go bug my friend for the pictures ...haha...
i wonder when the group will have the chance to meet up again....it has been a very very long time...time flies eh? The second anniversary is coming up in November.
Who is going to remember it other than me? Will we all be too busy or even bother to meet up? When we ourselves have changed much since the time we all saw each other last.
Some way or another, something or other will either bring us all together again or keep us all apart. The longer the time we spend apart the less we feel for one another. As compared to the hours we spent toiling in under the sun and through the rain.
How quicky some forget or how little is means to some.
I do not pretend to know how the mind works.
I am blurer than the next person in line.
Waking up in the morning is kinda hard sometimes especially when i am VERY tired of have been having a VERY nice dream. Its kinda like never wanting to eat finish a particular ice-cream but you have to because it will melt and then it won't taste nice anymore...but you get my point..don't you?
This time 20:05, being late, i end up with my brain losing all sensation and turning to mush after a full day of lessons beginning with a soci test. Followed by a rushed lunch and a econs lecture regarding fat Singaporean, Japanese and US Sumo wrestlers... The problems of Singapore not being able to get an olympic medal in the sumo department and so on and so forth...
The joys of walking home under the hot sun without any music to listen to because my headphones decided to die on me...of all days and times : this morning after the long 151 bus ride just before i got to class to prepare for the test.
Speaking of the bus...it was leaking...the air-con that is... and i was sitting under it...
The soci test how?
Lets just say that if there's one thing i am good at, its writting rubbish. 6 years of studying and writting literature papers has been great practise for penning track loads of rubbish and has allowed me to become a fluent writer of R-U-B-B-I-S-H... hopefully i can convince my lecturer to give me marks based on my unique writting ability... :p...eh~ not everyone can sprout crap on command that easily plus make it convincing leh~ haha
Well, there's always tomorrow.
Its another day all together...things to do, places to go, people to terrorise... muah hahaha...
Come! Drink with me - To the another Saturday of Maths and Tuition!
*bleah*
CHEERS!
*eye-balls hang out*
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