somehow i got back here.
havent been posting since eons ago so i might be rusty.
looking back at this blog’s archives, i rediscovered that life is actually a bitter-sweet journey…
memories both good and bad lies here… well, some parts of it haha.
ya so it would be such a waste for me to totally abandon this blog.
someone once told me that memories, fond or not are, literally like parts and parcel of life and that when we move from one chapter of our lives to another, we wrap up these memories and carry it with us to our next destination.
and yea we would have to agree, won’t we?
back to me…
life has been well, pretty uneventful and not to mention pretty sad. nah, actually life sucks, really.
so far i still have not secured a place in NUS or NTU, which is really bad news, unless i apply next year and get in.
worst case scenario i would probably be off to an open U (like SIM) or maybe (just maybe, hopefully not) get sent to australia.
i don’t know what to do really… the days i spent in camp were so painfully slow (because we are in ORD mode) that i would be forced to think through my life, to the point of insanity (not yet)
is it just me or that my life is nothing but setbacks?
call me pessimistic or anything but i know optimism will just lead me on. geez.
what had i been doing in my JC days?
i wished i knew…
the way i spent my days in JC were, for a lack of a better word, horrendously stupid, dumb, whatever.
if i had study harder. really, if i just had studied harder…
well, i had come to terms with it already so i guess i will be trying for NUS and NTU next year again…
if not… well, let’s just say i got my route well planned… =]
oh anyway, had a heart to heart talk to my bunk mate yingda (nice guy, trumpeter from ACJC) about “some stuff” (well you know the common topics) and it made me realize alot of things…
although it was me giving most of the advice, i learnt as well. not that i dunno about it but it made me rediscover myself.
i had talked about her, and her to him. i had confided my stupidity in him. and he confided his stupidity in me. we were talking like naive and innocent kids… which is good.
although these things do not really matter to us anymore, it really gets a load off our chest just by talking it out.
we shared experiences, we shared views and yes, im changed yet again.
we all need to talk, we all need to know answers, we all need closure.
yes, friends must talk.
yes, even enemies must talk.
most importantly i need to talk to you.
to talk, as friends. only friends.
to catch up, to relive the good old days, to rekindle a broken friendship.
what do you say? =D
haha i might sound scary here, but be assured im still sane.
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