The holiday's half-over and I'm still stuck watching Diversity perform for Britain's Got Talent on youtube.

Why is it fashionable to leave out fullstops nowadays? I keep seeing blogs with one-liner posts that don't have a full stop at the end.

Sunsets and stuff.

Recess week! There's a lot of reading to catch up on.

I love that my room's window faces east. These pictures were taken on different days.

As a sidenote: Cars seems to feature a lot in english song lyrics. I can already think of three, off-hand:

"Life is a highway, I wana ride it all night long."

"She got me speedin' in the fast lane, pedal to the floor mayne, tryna get back to her love."

"Baby gonna take a dive, and push the shift to Overdrive."

And one more thing. It suddenly ocurred to me that if I were to tell someone that I was born in 1990, and I'm 19 years old, but they misheard and heard 1919 and 90 instead, respectively, it would still make sense, mathematically.

This is why I'm hardly online and I don't update much.

Things to do:

- Get started on HL101 (Intro to Eng Lit) Assignment.

- Read all the texts for HL102 (Survey of Eng Lit) since I doubt I finished any of them properly - Beowulf, Sir Gawain and the Green Knight, Chaucer's Prologue and Miller's Tale, Sidney's Astrophil and Stella, Shakespeare's Sonnets, Spenser's The Faerie Queene, Hamlet.

- Get ready for HL106 (American Lit) Assignment, read all those texts again - the John Smith excerpt, Anne Bradstreet poems, The Autobiography of Benjamin Franklin, Crevecoeur, those three Short Stories, the 3 or 4 Emerson essays, Walden.

- Lunch with Audrey, Shakura, Olivia, Ser En on Thursday!

- Finish the stuff for later today (Airport- Dhevy's leaving today)

- Study for HG102 (my elective, Linguistics) test next Tuesday.

- Get textbook back from Marine Hawaii shop

- Ask Sarah if my JC lit notes are too messy to read

- Go have a look at: NIE gym, Yunnan Garden, The Animal House, Sports and Recreation Centre, the different canteens at the different Halls, the Art, Design and Media building with the cool grassy roof I want to climb onto

- Practise pieces for violin class and PA and the accompaniment for next Saturday

- Clear the house by TOMORROW cos people are going to start visiting (Navarathiri)

- Send an SMS to a different friend each weekend to find out how they're doing. Or email them if they're overseas.

- Think about what to do for The Surprise

- Write for Epiphany (a magazine)

- Go buy more t-shirts

- Stop borrowing unnecessary books everytime I go to the library (school or national lib) to return previously borrowed unnecessary books. There's quite enough to read already.

Man am I glad for four-day school weeks.

"Spill guts, hold for eternity."

I came here just to say this:

My best friend rocks. So much.


And for this. Thank you:

Michee for Subway,
Laura for lunch and for being my fellow moongazer and for WFG,
the guy who helped me that first day in the printing room at Lee Wee Nam Library,
Dhevy for the morning at the house and everything else,
the friendly nurses at the BloodBank when I donated blood,
the guy who came singing and smiling down the steps beside Popular,
Catherine the awesome peer review buddy,
Amu for waiting for me before CHYK,
the helpful guys this morning before signing the Tuition Grant Agreement,
the juniors at SIFAS for making me feel good,
the seniors for making me feel honoured,
the bus drivers who smile,
Mum for all the new stuff,
the cashier at Popular who helped me maximise my gift voucher usage,
Samuel, Crispin, Colin, Sofia, Andrea, Bhuva, Alina, Gerry, Jenn, Jasmine, Shafie, Jon, Halim (some of my new friends) for making Uni such fun,
The rain this evening that cooled the atmosphere so much I couldn't resist walking home from the library.

And I'm sure there's a lot more, but I better go finish reading Walden before 9.30am tutorial, (HL106, Intro to American Lit) tomorrow.

There's so much to read, I'm falling behind on my readings already. (Another reason for falling behind is that I keep wanting to read books other than school texts, i.e. fiction for the fun of it. =D)

How do people keep churning out so many posts?! I've been trying to finish a particular post of mine for days but either I dont have enough time or I lose the writing mood. Both the above have happened right now.

It'll be out soon, I promise.

"I am a fragment, and this is a fragment of me."

-Ralph Waldo Emerson, Experience

In love with Love.

I was charging my old phone - Nokia E65, to get all my calendar events into my new phone. Not all of them got transferred when I did a mass transfer.

Such a whiff of nostalgia when it came on and I saw that old display screen with the Inbox and calendar on the front screen, and the way the phone can Lock whenever/wherever I slide it down. Unlike most other phones, that only Lock when you slide it down on the front screen. I was using it just before the prelims last year, and a torrent of memories flooded in. The messages I received, the studying, the music, the things friends said. The way we fought to keep up, the way we laughed, the way we loved. The way we said we can do this.

I'm not exaggerating.

I almost felt like switching back, despite some of the problems it gave. It's such an elegant phone. Although it doesn't have a Radio function.

It's nice the way we can associate so many feelings to an object.

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On another note, I've found more I-don't-wanna-join-Facebook friends!

Long day tomorrow, I think.

I felt like writing, but I don't have much to say about any one particular thing. So I won't write just about one particular thing.

I'm not moody, but I have my moods.

I started composing a post on music, and what I think of when I hear particular songs. It got dreary just one paragraph into the post, so I deleted it.

I'm not the kind of person who maintains a personal diary. At the start of this year, I tried making it a habit to keep a diary. The last entry was on the ninth of February. I want to start writing again, but what do I do with the empty space in between? Fill it in from memory?

It just rained and the weather is wonderful. Sometime last year, I wrote a haiku after getting caught in the rain. I don't have a copy of it now but I think it went like this:

You smile like the rain.
Sudden, unexpected, but
Enough to drench me.

Two weeks into school, lotsa new friends! Literature students are the coolest. And most interesting. Though I still miss VJ and Victorians terribly.

I collect notebooks. Last year, I bought two notebooks (at the same time, because I couldn't resist) from the school bookshop. I haven't used them yet. The middle step of the bunk-bed, which is also storage space, is full of (mostly unused) notebooks I've collected over the years. The oldest one is a tiny notebook I bought for 5cents when my kindergarten took us to a nearby shop to learn about money. They gave each of us 5cents to buy either coloured paper or a notebook. That must have been my first purchase ever, alone.

Will I ever be able to write anything worth reading?

Such a pity there's no rehearsal today, I was looking forward to it the whole week. Now it's another whole week away.

I'm an extensive daydreamer. Always have been. I can't get my mind to stop. I daydream on the way to places. On the way home. When I'm bathing. When I brush my teeth. When I lie down to sleep. (sometimes I dream so much that I can't get sleep. Sounds ironic doesn't it.) When I walk around the house. I daydream whenever I'm not talking, not reading seriously, not watching anything seriously. And it's almost always dramatic daydreaming.

The mood is passing and I'm starting to feel a little silly about this post too. I better stop now or I may delete the whole thing.


Oh! To ICS people: Remember the way Reuban always used to ask why the sky is so high? I think I have an (act-cool) answer now. It's to make sure we reach for the stars.

=D

In the afternoon, I received this SMS from a friend:


"Ok so ten minutes ago the phone rings when i'm in the middle of doing dishes (which annoys me) so i rush irritably to go pick it up, and the line gets cut off. I go back to the dishes and this happens a second time. The third time it rings i'm already suspecting it's some random prankster, and he didn't catch me at the right moment so i pick it up and go, "HELLO. WHO ARE YOU.WHAT DO YOU WANT. ANSWER ME!" and i'm pretty mad so the fierceness is reflective. And after a few seconds, someone goes "ennammaa - yaa.. Yaar ithu paesu..rathu?" O_O *facepalm* terrified paatti. Argh -expletive- dad's -expletive- mum. Awkward moment then. "ennamaa kural maari pochu.." *epic facepalm* "illai paatti, uh... Sorethroat." "


HAHAHAHA!