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Got my timetable, and its not that great. While everyone else has got a 3 to 4 day week, I have lessons from Mondays to Fridays. And there's the GER-PEs and UEs to fulfill too. Oh, what have I gotten myself into this time.
Now, I'm trying to figure out if I can change my timeslots, and if I can, how can I go about changing it? Hmmmm.
But I'm sure things will be alright soon. Just needs time to get used to the fact that, well, both my holidays and days of relying on someone else to guide me around are gone. Feels like I'm neither here nor there.
If you only knew,
What my heart would do for you
I'm trying to break through,
Don't you think it's worth the chance?
Let's leave the past,
Is that too much to ask?
And where do we stand?
Can we pull through this avalanche?
Sometimes it's much easier to keep you, and anything to do with you, out of sight, and so, out of mind. There's this little surge of disappointment taking over me whenever your messages come through, like small waves that just wash up and go, but I end up telling myself, ah, forget it, I'm just being a bitch. I have the problem of not being understanding enough, I suppose. And I'm still learning to kick the bad habit of being self-centred. It's just that, as the days pass, I cannot remember all the last-times we had, and it's getting tougher to hang in there. But I'm still holding on.
Maybe I'm getting far too stuck in my pasts for my own good. As always.
I'm not emotional. I'm pretty rational and aware of myself, in fact. Just trying to tell you what I cannot say aloud, in case I falter if I do so. I don't have the chance to, anyway. And like I said before, it isn't your fault.
Please take good care of yourself too. You don't know how much I miss hanging out with you at our favourite places. But still.
Listening to Marie Digby, Avalanche.
Labels: exploration., love, university
I'm looking at the walls of my room, and it's nice to see so many photos put up. But, I don't know, everything just seems too faded away by now.
My holidays are coming to an end in a week's time, and then when school starts it's a different story to live again. I'm waiting to get my matriculation and concession cards, and then to get my laptop, so I really cannot wait for 6 August to come.
I'm looking through the window, at the people on the sidewalks, and they don't see me at all. It's like playing a game of hide and seek. The sun's pretty hot today.
I feel like a juggler. I don't quite understand why I compartmentalise my life like everything that is going on is completely unrelated to each other, but I do.
It gives me a sense of... security, perhaps. It's false, it's a facade, but it's there to tell me that everything is alright.
I'm reading the secrets of other people, on their secret postcards, somehow it reminds me of how lucky I am.
" I thought, umm, we could go somewhere together. Let me take you away to a place, anywhere. Tonight. Right now. Come with me."
No, I don't think that's going to be possible.
" Why not? "
Uh, because I'm afraid that one day, maybe not today, just some day, I might begin to feel so afraid that I might umm, cry. I might cry and cry so very much that nobody and no one will be able to stop me and the tears will fill the room and then I won't be able to breathe and I will pull you down with me and we'll both drown.
" I'll learn to swim, Hanna. I swear, I'll learn to swim. "
It's probably unrealistic, but till today I still live on the promises made. I just hope you won't have to break them.
It's very hard not to think about the so many other possibilities ahead of time, and it scares me that things may go awry. You and I, we are different people, and with different expectations. We still have a long road ahead to walk together.
Right now, it's going fine, and it will be better. (:
Listening to Marie Digby, Feel.
Labels: love, random exploration., university
I have 10 things that I miss.
The sunshine smiles and laughter at FOC ( see above (: love KUZA! )
The decadence of shopping without guilt.
Gatherings, mass gatherings.
Singing aloud.
Chocolates and icecream and lovely cheesecakes.
A late night out, to anywhere.
A good massage.
The airport's viewing gallery.
Talking, just... talking.
And most importantly, I miss you, my dear.
In the heat of summer sunshine,
I'll kiss you, and nobody needs to know.
You know, the beauty of music is that no matter what the situation may be, you can always find a song to identify with at any point in time.
That is why people can find themselves humming endless love songs while they stroll down the aisles hand in hand with their partners, while others trying to heal a broken heart mourn over the melancholic sad songs, and when we're happy, we bounce along to upbeat tunes.
I think at this moment in life I'm pretty happy with what I have. I'm blessed with the gift of a precious love, with the hopes of the present, and with so much more. I may not be perfect, but I am willing to be content.
If anything, this is the song that will pretty much describe what I feel about life right now.
On The Side Of Me, by Corrinne May
Hmmm. I'm still feeling bored, but I guess I'm better now. Wheee. Cheers people!
Labels: exploration., love
Back from FOC!
Initiation games, Cluedo night, Sentosa games, 'Mambo' night, Amazing race, Secretpal night. Loved it all! KUZA is the best (:
It was a blast, with lots of laughter, slacking around, (expired) bottles of Pocari Sweat, cheers, dancing to the Visa advertisement and little sleep, etc etc. We're all down with hoarse and sore throats after the cheer fight but it was all worth it (: Sexy voices eh.
I'm trying to upload some photos from FOC here but my blogger doesnt seem to be working properly, so I guess it will have to wait!
So it was 5 days of fun and when I finally got home at 7.30pm last night, I thought my house didn't look right, you know, like the furniture has shifted or something. Heh.
For now, it's home sweet home again, and time to pack things up a little for the term to start. August, here I come!
Listening to Wondergirls, Nobody But You. ((:
Labels: university
I wish I'd been the one who wrote this, but the best part is knowing that to that someone out there who wrote this, love isn't forgotten.
" You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She's not perfect - you aren't either, and the two of you may never be perfect together, but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most that you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don't hurt her, don't change her, don't analyze and expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she's not there. " -- bob marley.
The same goes for girls, to the guys.
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Watched Harry Potter and the Half-blood Prince with Cunzheng today, and it was good, albeit the fact that it was only a buildup to the final book, so it wasn't very exciting. Good day out though, thanks my dear. I needed the short break.
I'm starting to look forward to FOC again after the excitement kinda died down over the past few days. If anything, it will be knowing that I didn't wait one year in vain for this to come.
I'm still dreaming of getting away to an island with the big vast sea and miles and miles of sandy beach, just to kick off my shoes and relax the day away. That'd be the bestest treat I'll give to myself, one day. (:
Oh, give me more reasons to smile.
Listening to Corrinne May, By My Side.
Does anyone want to go for the Da Vinci Exhibition at the Sci Centre with me? I promise it will be fun! (:
Hmmm. I'm feeling these little waves of sadness wash over me; I'm afraid I'm losing it. I'm not emo; just pondering. Maybe I'm just a little afraid.
It's the feeling when you put a little hope into something and it just brushes you off.
It is moments like this that I absolutely don't feel like talking to you, and yet it's hard not to. You've long existed in my dreams, and in these dreams, I fly.
Here I am, donning a bright yellow tee and bright red shorts, in the hopes of letting the colours soak through my skin and making me feel alive once again. Having colours everywhere makes one happy. Oh, for the fun of imagining things. Don't you see?
Since you're going where I cannot follow, then I'll go where you cannot follow, and see if we will still meet up in a full circle. After all, we're both underneath this same piece of sky; it's impossible for us to get lost. I don't really understand that logic, but I'm just ranting.
I think what it will take is a little extra time and effort to be away, before everything makes sense again, as always.
(: So let's fly. Cheers!
Labels: fiction, love, random exploration.
I am amazed at how the place still feels so familiar. It lightens me up. The hall, the noise in the canteen during common lunch breaks, the very same secluded spots, the people.
Tried my first cup of ABC drink - A for apple, B for beetroot, and C for carrot - from Fruit Garden, and as Ms Chiew puts it, it's an acquired art to get used to its taste. I guess I could get used to it, especially since it's good for the health.
Laughing feels good, and reminiscing about the past feels good too. Now we can really look back and be proud of what we did. The place seems much younger now, with the teen scene always replaying itself to inject that little vibrance.
But yes, some things never change. Some things just... never change.
Listening to Sixpence None The Richer, Breathe.
Labels: exploration.
I like this. Almost fell for step one.
Am looping all Marie Digby's songs lately; I believe she's the only singer whose voice onstage and live is as good as in her recorded songs. Amazing , amazing voice and songs that I'll never get sick of (I think).
I'm gonna need lots of practice getting around in NTU; it's easy to get lost even with the map. It's a rush of everything these days; exciting possibilities ahead to explore.
However, I still feel like I've let people down in the midst of these rush hours, these days. I know I'm not perfect; I'm trying to hold onto things and make the best of them. It's just that, sometimes I feel so tired of being alone inside, and it's times like this that I realise, I still have yet to find my courage to stand up.
Hmph.
(:
Listening to Marie Digby, Beauty In Walking Away.
Labels: exploration., love
Labels: exploration.
Labels: exploration., love
New things to look forward to: Fratellanza, aka HSS FOC. Yay.
Plus, I see an increase in my allowance; finally, finally, my hard work is paying off. Whee. I really cannot get enough of the satisfaction gained from hard earned money. And no, I'm not exactly money-minded. Just, happy.
And! At this moment I am craving to have just two things.
A good day out at the airport
and
a bunch of colourful oil pastels!
That would make me really happy. (:
And I am getting more random with each passing day. But, it's okay. Hahahaha.
Time for bed.
Labels: random exploration.