for all of life’s perfect moments. I can think of quite a few people who should watch this video
because i fly.
for all of life’s perfect moments. I can think of quite a few people who should watch this video
i just realised i never did write a retrospective post at the end of last year about RI. and i just remembered why, but its not important.
it’s just that right now, looking at the photos that have (inevitably) ended up on facebook, can’t help but feel a tinge of longing for the years gone by. i don’t want to think about the regrets that i might have had, but of course, i’ve had a few. and plenty to be happy about. and yet thinking about those years, that were really really happy ones, it’d always be bittersweet, wouldn’t it?
in a retrospective glance backwards, covering just one aspect of those four years, i guess the stuff i’m doing now is in some way making up for those regrets and shortcomings i know i’ve had. maybe it’s a driving force, more so than i realise or care to admit. but it definitely is a major motivator for me.
just like a “tragic hero” haha. but i wouldnt be doing it if i didnt enjoy it, nyet? 
if any sec 4 boys read this, just enjoy yourselves now, and come into jc with an open mind. enjoy JC, do everything you ever wanted to do, and dont regret a single moment of it.

ok sorry i havent been posting much, havent the time nor inspiration nor impetus to.
but soon,
for now, enjoy that lovely piece of genius up there.
i can honestly say, i’ve never felt so busy ever.
never had so many things to do, to worry about, to plan for.
was it because there was less to do? or was i just ineffectual, just lazy? or maybe, (completely tongue in cheek), was i too awsums?
i doubt.
but i don’t want to look back on it too much. after all, our heads were positioned so our eyes would look forward.
so look forward.
and while i’ve never been this busy before, i can say i’ve never been this happy doing it.
“hello 婆婆,我是善植。善植。
这是善权。善权。我的弟弟。
记得我们吗?
认识我们吗?”
best picture i’ve seen today, and of course for the person who i said i’d dedicate a post to, rick astley is in there somewhere. so if you see this (which is of course never HAHA) then i’ll rickroll you
and now i’m just wondering why i ever wanted to tell my mom i wouldn’t be free on sunday evenings, that i’d be having dinner with friends or that i’d be out.
i was just thinking about how those weekly visits just didn’t seem enough, not anymore.
nodding mutely along, or just affirming what she said, putting up a show to make it seem like i understood what she was saying – a mix of mandarin, malay, or just plain noises. the worst thing was, i had never seen her so forlorn, so frail. she looked so frustrated, trying to form words before simply giving up, resigning herself to silence. i knew that she knew this was happening to her, and it was simply too much.
for the ten, fifteen minutes my brother and i were up there, we didn’t talk much. she just squeezed our hands, and we squeezed back. i don’t think i would’ve have been able to say much if we could. honestly, it was just sad seeing her in that state. i didn’t even know if she recognised us. i want to think she did.
it’s funny when and how you start thinking about something, stop taking it for granted, and thankful for every chance you get.
i hope you get better 婆婆
in other news: i feel so free now. just one last one to go.
AHHHH
AHHHHHHHHH
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
I. WANT. TO. WATCH.
happy children’s day world!
I am supposed to be studying, but here I am. And let’s be honest, I need to go back to mugging soon, so don’t expect much, but just some thoughts I have right now.
Foremost, how quickly time flies. I was just over in RI at the Prometheum rehearsal, and it brought back memories. Lots. Also, it made me realise what exactly has happened thus far this year, for school and for council. I wasn’t really struggling for answers (hint: its the opposite of ‘lots’). I really really want it to be better immediately after promos, after this week, and i just hope that things’ll work out. It’s about fulfillment, before it’s too late.
Secondly, the haze is terrible. Not much really needs to be said apart from that, but yes, it is really really nasty.
Third, I’m hoping that my brother will be fine in the end, for both those thingums.
ok i need to go back and learn my decolonisation and correlation and enunciation.
edit: I have just witnessed firsthand the power of the herd mentality on facebook and twitter. seriously people. seriously.
“What’s gone and what’s past help
Should be past grief.”
The Winter’s Tale (III, ii, 223-224 )
and
“thou shalt mug”
Real Life, 2009.
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