Life is short. Break the rules, forgive quickly, kiss slowly, love truly, laugh uncontrollably, and never regret anything that made you smile.
Sunday, September 15, 20136:56 PM
"Loneliness is black coffee and late-night television; solitude is herb tea and soft music. Solitude, quality solitude, is an assertion of self-worth, because only in the stillness can we hear the truth of our own unique voices."
This is really sweet haha, watch it 'til the end (:
Reality check: it's Sunday so that means tomorrow is Monday, which officially marks the end of the September holidays. Holidays always have this double effect on me: I have too much fun and I don't want it to end; I spend too much time stuck at home that I have this dying urge for school to start. It's crazy, y'know. But I can safely say that I don't want this week to end because I'm not ready to go back to school, start a new term and then face EOYs. Not prepared AT ALL. And also, happy birthday to our dear Kimbum (woohian) (:
Thank God that my parents were more lenient this time and maybe because Dad wasn't back from overseas in the beginning of the week so since everyone's not at home, I guess I shouldn't be too. And also thank God that my sister was entertained with all her choir stuff and my cousin, so I guess there wasn't a need to look after her. Despite the fact that except for two days the rest were spent on studying and mostly running around our dear sunny island, it was a good week I guess. Much more productive than my entire life added together. Cool, isn't it.
>> Saturday: Went to study with Yongli at Hougang hahaha. It's kind of great to have friends that you want to study with who stay around your area and by some miracle, Hougang's pretty much central for us (: So after cleaning the toilet because I was on toilet cleaning duty again, met up with her at 10AM (more or less ;D) at Starbucks and then off to study hahahahaha. I finally understand how it feels like to sit at a place from 10AM to 6PM and go through two venti sized drinks and running to the toilet because of all the lovely diuretic hormones and wishing that coffee came in larger sizes because one cup ain't enough. But all in all it was okay I guess. As compared to other days the productivity level was a 50% but hahahahaha, it's just me okay. And yesterday was NA Nat Champs second monthsary! (/ /U/ /) Hahahahaha, I think we're just going to keep celebrating this until the whole world forgets about us or we somehow forget about ourselves. Pretty lovely day I guess, and thankful for all these people around me.
Had homemade spaghetti for dinner because my mum remembered that I was craving for it and probably because I wouldn't rest until I got my spaghetti and she got annoyed and stuff ;) She doesn't trust me with a kitchen knife because she made me chop carrots and who knew carrots are so thick and irritatingly hard when they're raw D: But I don't know, I probably wouldn't be careless enough to chop off my fingers on accident...right...?
>> Sunday: Church and then lunch and then tuition (: Thank you Rachel and Junhong for the lovely helium balloon~ (and yes, Rachel's card and stickers and lots of girly stuff
And yep, I'd be really devastated and heartbroken when the helium runs out and then the balloon has to sleep on the ground TT^TT PLEASE LAST LONGER DEAR BALLOON ): Happy (very) belated birthday to me then (:
I haven't sorted out this mind and this heart yet. It's still in chaos. I know that if I need something and I want something I should fight for it, but what good is it going to do to me to see the people closest to me feel hurt and end up in despair because of the decisions I make and the paths I take? I'm not sure which one's going to last, or which is worth more than the other because they matter just as much. And I can't even bring myself to brush the problem off because it matters and it's hurting.
When I awoke, I wanted to slap myself that it's been so long yet I still can't get you out of my mind. The fact that you appeared in my dreams again: does it mean you're still living in the deepest part of my memories? I know you've always been there but I didn't know it would be so...vivid. The scariest part wasn't seeing you, but it was following you yet you didn't turn back once. You didn't acknowledge me at all and you just kept moving forward as if you never knew me and you never did stop. And then there must be some parallel between dreams and reality because I saw you again today and this part of me wanted to see if I smiled at you, would you do the same? But no, I didn't have the guts to do so because I've never known it would hurt so much to just look at someone.
xoxo,
me
