I got started on the road to nowhere.

Finally, I took the first important step to writing my essay. My social movements and collective behaviour term paper.

Well, I feel happy that I finally broke the inertia and moments of procrastination. Satisfied may perhaps be a better word here rather than happy. What so happy about being a step (or days) closing to the deadline as well as the gruelling process of churning out 12 pages of words?

hmmm... *scratches head*



Mont St. Michel, France

Woot!

I just played badminton at SAFRA Mt. Fab and ouch... feeling the existence of the previously forgotten muscle group. haha

hmmm anyway, my eyes are doing fine, thak you. I see well, 6/6 vision just like Superman does and common side effects like halos slowly setting in especially at night... everythings' going fine and well.

on a side note, the F1 cars are really making quite a scene in the city. I can hear them screeching around and well, after all, they are here for just a weekend. Singapore is definitely making itself known in the world as my friend in Paris just googled to find out more about us after seeing Singapore on the TV back in France.

cool.

well, i'm playing badminton again this wednesday, this time in school (for free).

anyone out there who wants to join me for a game, I have some 4 badminton rackets (including mine) so yup, we can always go to SAFRA to sweat it out.

let me know.

des

不再带有色眼镜

gone are these days. Farewell my beloved specs and contact lenses...

good bye to the days where I wake up fumbling for my visual aids.

adieu to those times of insecurity of contact lenses + water.

Well.. now I can look (clearly) forward to the next thing in life.

:)

and soon...

it'll be the dawn of a brand new life...

Quote from today's seminar

“The problem comes not from being friends with (participants) but from acting as a friend yet not living up to the obligations of friendship.”

Oh how true...


Des Calanques, Marseille, France

Random post at the end of a busy weekend.

I had many thoughts these 2 days, of potential topics that I could bring up on this virtual space that supposedly belongs to me. Alphabets and words that hold me responsible the moment I click on 'publish'. Well of course, as you will come to see, there is none of these mentioned 'topics' that I can remember singly off my mind. It's a void at this current moment.

Out of reach.

At this current point in time, the figures are promising but it is really quite some distance to go for certain benchmarks in life to be met. For sure, I got started and am certainly pleased about it. Others, no matter how hard I try it doesn't seem to get any closer.

I spend so much time trying to reach that point in time, that I do not know if I am missing the current 'me' at all. So many times we are working towards something, someone we want to be or some kind of lifestyle that we want.. we can so consumed by this monster ideology and end up... losing the 'now-time'.

The 'me-time' for emo-ing, the 'now-time' for really picking out what is important now and not something that is probably going to happen in 10years' time. actually, I'm starting to lose quite some bit of that emotional baggage. Getting a little too consumed in life's imbroglio...

So, think about this...
If each and everyone of us is supposedly paired with someone... and that person is there for us to search for... how much do you go on searching for this missing faceless figure? there has to come a point where you give up and settle for what is really not that faceless identity and go for a convenient substitute. does it feel complete? does it even feel right?

Back to 'out of reach', in such a scenario, there are certain issues that are out of reach and that includes people. So what if they have their own agencies? Most do not exercise it. Others use so much of it... it sickens me, rendering me useless.

*sidenote, when my left arm is relaxed, this particularly small muscle right above the inner elbow twitches uncontrollably. And it's funny I can see and feel it but can't control it.

If this goes on longer... I'm really blabbering nonsense.

Get a blow up doll and hug it to sleep.

ça fait déjà un an

mmmm... Raffles Hotel's truffle champagne mooncake is nice!
hahaha

n well, i am going to say again...

"you know Singapore is getting too small when every step you take someone is blocking your way"...

paris me manque.

The thing about truth...

The truth is...

"truths are fragmented".

(learnt from my gek module in architecture)

Looking back

Tomorrow marks the first year of the first day I left for Paris.

How quickly this one year has walked on without bringing me along. Thought that it would be kind enough to let me dwell a little longer in my vacations and yet, harshly and abruptly ejected back into reality. Being caught up with my desperate attempt to juggle school assignments and private life. Well, perhaps not-so-private and not-so-alive "private life".

It seems really that grass over there is greener. Wherever subjectively you are speaking and looking at.

What the heck.

I miss Paris.

呵

真相是我们时不时都会⋯⋯

感情用事。

《升》

Just found it.

Since I am in a 讲华语行动

Found this!

Something's blocking and you can't speak.

I think I swallowed a cockroach in my sleep. Perhaps not just once but a few times.

Revulsion. Repugnance. Abhorrence. Detestation. Hate. (Whatever you want to call it) Cockroaches are definitely not an item on my entré... non merci.

Sounds disgusting hur? At the rate that I'm killing cockroaches that invade my room for all sorts of purposes (including the one main reason of irritating and challenging me), I think I probably ate at least 3 of them in my sleep (those who mananged to get away from the range of my 0.5mm muzzle Baygon.

Not that they get away very often. Mostly, they are drowned in Baygon and thereafter the royal blue waters of my toilet bowl. What a glorious death to be washed down into the mysterious darkness.

Well, point is, I am feeing this sore at a particular nook along my throat and it feels like something is lodged there. Maybe the feelers could be used as floss.

Bleah. Don't ask me why I'm writing 'dedicating' time to write an entry on cockroaches when I hate them so much that it urks me to spell out the term this world has given it.

不只是⋯⋯

别笑我蠢

傻傻地心痛

也不觉得痛

就算天冷

就算残忍

当你想起这没有用的人⋯⋯

The monotony of a student life.

Ever since the commencement of classes say 3 weeks ago, some say 4 weeks, I have not been very much of an active person. Partly due to my eyes as they are still (I consider) recovering and the other major part, academic life of a student exposed to wearisome school life.

I doubt that I have to go into details of a typical day I go through but routined life style isn't exactly what I like. BUT I've no choice but to go through it now (till next May). Well, I chose this so I can't complain. Either I do it or I don't do it. Chose to do it, shut up and accept it. Else, don't do... Well, they better pay me well next time for this assignment loaded semesters that I have to go through.

*deep breaths*...

I need a life, some sun, some free time and just a little bit of love.