The saddest thing that's happened to me so far this sem is almost all my cacti dying on me =( I think they couldn't take Singapore's erratic climate.
At least Whitman's still around.
"I exist as I am, that is enough,
If no other in the world be aware I sit content,
And if each and all be aware I sit content.
One world is aware, and by far the largest to me, and that is myself,
And whether I come to my own today or in ten thousand or ten million years,
I can cheerfully take it now, or with equal cheerfulness I can wait."
Really, no other 54 pages have had such a grip on me,
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