zhou xun's performance was so breath-taking that the ending crushed my heart; and this song delivered the final gust of melancholy -



our happiness will always built on somebody else's pain. the poor sheep, the innocent child, the fox who didn't know how to love.

have you ever wished you were more intelligent?

sometimes writing a term assignment is like playing a pen-and-paper game.

• you head off into a maze, and find yourself bumping into dead-ends with no fresh ideas or new insights
• you put your first and second draft together, and you can't spot the difference
  
• you try to connect your essay in one continuous line, but they end up disjointed
  
• your mind is constantly working on a crossword puzzle because you have to keep finding words to substitute lengthy redundant phrases
• the outline of your essay resembles a coloring page before it is colored - you have to find the right hues to fill up the spaces without overdoing it
• your points are so arbitrary that it's like playing join-the-dots without the numbers

intellect is scarce these days, i need some brain food (i.e. read more books).

i loveee the crazy things we do! (even the failed birthday surprise because cheryl is just too sharp!) three deadlines over the next four days, and life would be good again. (:

Love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence.

- Erich Fromm

dearest friend,

i admire your fortitude in times of adversity, your courage in facing the things that we all fear, and your love and devotion to your family.

three awesome things that happened today:

1. i made a decisive purchase for jay chou's new album! :D i'm sure it would be on my playlist for the next few weeks, at least.
2. hung out with my favourite girls, and had lots of sushi and desserts! nothing beats gossip, junk food and stupid mrt rhyming game :D
3. caught a glimpse of wu zhun when we were at bugis. okay, i wouldn't exactly classify as an highlight (he wasn't the target of our attention anyway ;) but it would be neater if things were in threes, so i thought i would just throw it in and stir some jealousy in his fans who were not there.

i'm trying hard not to take a hiatus, but my lacklustre essay-writing marathon has been weighing me down and wringing my brain dry. my keyboard is sticky with sweat and coffee stains, and my monitor has been exposed long enough for a thick layer of dust to reside on it.

i know i've passed the last oasis, but at least i'm in good hands and company. (:

alienation is the chill that goes down your spine when you know that you are a dot outside the circle.

the three biggest mistakes i had made and probably still makes, were that i didn't treasure some people enough, i didn't treasure my time enough, and i didn't love myself enough.

as for those whom i have lost touch with, they have become nothing more than still images inside the frame of my stained photographs, tucked away but not forgotten - my memories of them always monochrome, like an old movie from decades ago.

most singaporean university students suffer from having too much work to cram into the miserably short mid-semester break.

having eight tuition sessions over five days and packing my schedule like a can of sardines is overwhelming. i run my day like a getai singer, rushing from place to place, appointments after another. the only differences are: one, i don't have to change from costume to costume; and two, i don't have a personal manager to tell me what my next programme is. all i have are phone reminders and alarm clocks to help run the show.

we have been fooled. when they said mid-semester breaks, maybe they meant it as a break for lecturers and teachers. (:

稻香 by 周杰伦 (jay chou):



falling in love with him, is like an annual affair. (:

ps: ask me for the song!