All these time

I'm taking a break from studying FM. Well actually I'm just a little lazy. Hahaha.

I'm nearing the last lap of this extended race(3 weeks!). This time round, I am not as breathless as the last race, nor am I any happier when the race is over. I wonder if it is good or bad.

Everyone seems to have their plans in the holidays. I'll be missing a few people a lot too. My dearest roomie and neighbour are going to the US, uni friends are going for internships, while my bestie is going to Cambodia.

So I kinda feel lonely now. =p

All I know is that I have to get my driving license this hols.

On a side note,

Sometimes I really wonder what love is.

I saw the otter holding hands video, and I was pleasantly surprised. I didn't know that love could exist between animals. (I mean like, they always sleep around) Then some of my friends said, yes between some species of animals it could happen. And they do believe that it is possible.

Does it mean that they believe in love? Love seem to be so all encompassing for them.

I know there is the love between parents and children. But regarding about love between a boy and a girl, I have some insecurities.

Many years ago, the boy and the girl could have really really been in love, head over heels, sharing the same dreams and aspirations.

But after the "honeymoon" period, when the boy and girl finally gets married, have a family of their own, things seem to always change. This love isn't the same as the love they once had. Perhaps this love is made up partly of moral obligations and responsibility.

And then many years later, when the children of the boy and girl grows up, what is left of this love? Responsibility can take a back seat now. Is love merely the moral obligation left to the spouse?

It could be that many families around me seem to fall into that pattern that makes me feel this way. I know there are exceptions too. But they don't seem to happen very often.

Soooooo, at any point in time love isn't the same anymore, is it possible for the boy and girl to bade farewell to each other and turn their heads without looking back? And thereafter embark on a search for someone else who can give them what they seem to have lost progressively through the years?

Maybe I'm ignorant. Why do I see the world like this? Sometimes I wonder what is the true meaning of living...

Anyway, very ironically, this song is playing on my media player:

There must be a lesson for me to learn
If you don't trust in love,
you'll get nothing in return
Why should I be lonely,
don't tell me it's fine
I have my pride,
but I'd rather be with you tonight

Alright! Gotten that thing off my chest.

Everyone! Jiayou for our last paper. I shall go back to NPV, replacement chains...

What colour are you?

I koped the site link from KS's blog. Hehe.

*drum rolls*

D, your true color is Green!
You're green, the color of growth and vigor. Good-hearted and giving, you have a knack for finding and bringing out the best in people. Green is the most down-to-earth color in the spectrum — reliable and trustworthy. People know they can count on you to be around in times of need, since your concern for people is genuine and sincere. You take pride in being a good friend. For you, success is measured in terms of personal achievement and growth, not by status or position. Rare as emeralds, greens are wonderful, natural people. It truly is your color!

HMMMMMMMMM.

I do have many green stuff.

What do you all think?

My life; yesterday, today and tomorrow

I just came back from hall with most of my stuff.

Very sad...

Daddy somemore keep asking me to hug hug my dearest roomie and neighbour. Daddy you know that will induce the tears.

I can't really put to words what I'm feeling right now.

But I know that I've made friends that will last a lifetime. Dearest friends who I have teased, laughed with, ran around crazily with, I hope I never forget anything.

At the same time I know that is rather impossible.

Though it hurts when we have to say our goodbyes, I know I gladly live the pain.

Because I do not think life would be as beautiful without all of you.

Because I know, I never felt more alive before.

=)

The Color of Friendship

Once upon a time the colors of the world started to quarrel. All claimed that they were the best. The most important. The most useful. The favorite.

Green said:"Clearly I am the most important. I am the sign of life and of hope. I was chosen for grass, trees and leaves. Without me, all animals would die. Look over the countryside and you will see that I am in the majority."

Blue interrupted:"You only think about the earth, but consider the sky and the sea. It is the water that is the basis of life and drawn up by the clouds from the deep sea. The sky gives space and peace and serenity. Without my peace, you would all be nothing."

Yellow chuckled:"You are all so serious. I bring laughter, gaiety, and warmth into the world. The sun is yellow, the moon is yellow, the stars are yellow. Every time you look at a sunflower, the whole world starts to smile. Without me there would be no fun."

Orange started next to blow her trumpet:"I am the color of health and strength. I may be scarce, but I am precious for I serve the needs of human life. I carry the most important vitamins. Think of carrots, pumpkins, oranges, mangoes, and papayas. I don't hang around all the time, but when I fill the sky at sunrise or sunset, my beauty is so striking that no one gives another thought to any of you."

Red could stand it no longer he shouted out:"I am the ruler of all of you. I am blood - life's blood! I am the color of danger and of bravery. I am willing to fight for a cause. I bring fire into the blood. Without me, the earth would be as empty as the moon. I am the color of passion and of love, the red rose, the poinsettia and the poppy."

Purple rose up to his full height:He was very tall and spoke with great pomp: "I am the color of royalty and power. Kings, chiefs, and bishops have always chosen me for I am the sign of authority and wisdom. People do not question me! They listen and obey."
Finally Indigo spoke, much more quietly than all the others, but with just as much determination: "Think of me. I am the color of silence. You hardly notice me, but without me you all become superficial. I represent thought and reflection, twilight and deep water. You need me for balance and contrast, for prayer and inner peace."

And so the colors went on boasting, each convinced of his or her own superiority. Their quarreling became louder and louder. Suddenly there was a startling flash of bright lightening thunder rolled and boomed. Rain started to pour down relentlessly. The colors crouched down in fear, drawing close to one another for comfort.

In the midst of the clamor, rain began to speak:"You foolish colors, fighting amongst yourselves, each trying to dominate the rest. Don't you know that you were each made for a special purpose, unique and different? Join hands with one another and come to me."
Doing as they were told, the colors united and joined hands.

The rain continued:"From now on, when it rains, each of you will stretch across the sky in a great bow of color as a reminder that you can all live in peace. The Rainbow is a sign of hope for tomorrow." And so, whenever a good rain washes the world, and a Rainbow appears in the sky, let us remember to appreciate one another.

I'm going to see the phantom!!

Hehe.. =)))))))))

I feel good,

lalalalalalala

I feel good,

lalalalalalala

Like I should

lalalalalalala

I feel good~

:p

Don't be jealous!

It is cold and weird, Im weird

I am supposed to be studying right? After all that is the point of coming to the library.

But I'm not!

Why?

I don't know.

This keyboard sucks you know?

And the door to Lib 2 makes a farting noise when you open/close it. Do you know?

That could never be you, am I right?

You won't ever do that to me, am I right?

Tell me I'm thinking too much.

True Colours

You with the sad eyes

Dont be discouraged

Oh I realize

Its hard to take courage

In a world full of people

You can lose sight of it all

And the darkness, inside you

Can make you feel so small

But I see your true colors

Shining through

I see your true colors

And thats why I love you

So dont be afraid to let them show

Your true colors

True colors are beautiful,

Like a rainbow

Show me a smile then,

Dont be unhappy,

cant remember

When I last saw you laughing

If this world makes you crazy

And youve taken all you can bear

You call me up

Because you know Ill be there

And Ill see your true color

Shining throughI see your true colors

And thats why I love you

So dont be afraid to let them show

Your true colors

True colors are beautiful,Like a rainbow

Thinks, things

Talked about many things with KS today on the way home. Did set off a train of thoughts which I spent some time thinking about before my short nap. For now, I will keep them in the back of my mind. When the exams are over, I promise myself that I will revisit them and think it through.

Note 1: Thanks a lot KS! :) You have always been a great friend to me and I actually do enjoy the conversations that we have. Seems like I've always confided in you like I do to my brother.

Note 2: Thanks a lot Justin! :) You are a very encouraging friend and you always bring me back to Earth when I slack off too much.

Note to all: Good luck for exams!!

Intoxication

I do not think I would like to drink coffee in the near future.

Somehow, my body finds caffeine repugnant. Either that, or there is this inexplicable coincidence that I consume food that my body dislikes when I drink coffee. However, it is highly likely that the discomfort I am feeling is directly attributable to coffee, since my metabolism is surprisingly robust for a girl. Meaning: I can take crappy stuff but still feel fine.

The weird effects of caffeine on me can be summarised as follows:

1. The giddy sensation in my head
2. Feeling cold at the fingers
3. The bloated feeling in my stomach

However, as with all things, just like what biz law always tells us to, we must adopt a holistic view with all matters.

Coming from another perspective, the following activities(or inactivities) could be liable for my discomfort:

1. The somewhat crazy, accelerated revision of my notes.
2. The sub-zero temperature of the library.
3. Lack of exercise, resulting in the formation of a dangly and flaccid carrot-looking human-form.
4. The constant peeping at the materials which the two uncles sharing the table with me were reading. A mildly difficult task, as I have to pretend to be spacing out but still take notice of what they are studying. The uncles were studying contract law!! How could I resist the temptation for a quick biz law revision now that the exams are so near? (Joke, joke)
5. The incredible(and possibly illegal) amount of definitions I have to forcefully squeeze and cram into my already limited brain capacity.

I am extremely horrified to find that there are only 2 sets of Digital Life from the library! I hope there are more, just tucked away carefully, patiently waiting for me to pounce and devour them.

As with most discomforts, the jester adopts a two-pronged approach: sleep it off or laugh it away.

Goodbye!

People talking without speaking, hearing without listening

My very first post. Did this out of boredom and frustration cos exams are so near. Yes, I should be studying though.

Hello darkness my old friend, I've come to talk with you again

This sem has been drastically different for me. I wouldn't say whether it is better or worse. I've become more independent, traversing the spines alone more, thinking more, talking less. I miss my friends from sem 1.

I think I enjoy being alone as I grow older. This is getting worrying.
Could it be the lack of opportunities to talk and interact? Or is the world getting busier? Or is it me.

I always prided myself on the ability to remain postive amidst tough times, somehow this sem has weakened this resolve of mine. I am a little vulnerable now, though I know I should never think this way.

I wish I were stronger.

I wish I were more than this.

What dreams have I chased to come so far?

People writing songs, that voices never shared, no one did