first day of sch was great (: one lecture only and chang had to rush off to give a talk.. so we got to watch a movie instead. wahaha~ slack and nice way to start the sem! :)

and did i ever mentioned how weird it feels to be starting the sem as a Year 2? heh. it's like a new academic year, yet you're not a year older, and yet not technically speaking, you have ppl younger than you that you have to guide now. and ppl usually make new year resolutions to study harder, and we're making them now slightly past-midyear. and we get stuff like new clothes and new books like we do at new year. hahaha. so unofficially speaking, we get 2 new years per year now! ;p wad am i rambling about... -_-'''

and i still want to change my sucky timetable; why's nobody changing my french with me? :( and i want a room in hall; why's hall office not doing anything! :((

went to SAAC as usual ytd morning, before lessons. the lift door opened and the national flag glared rudely at us, or rather, at the mess of kids running around and screaming excitedly/in terror ahead of us. and so we joined in their rehearse for national day celeb.. was great (: i think i was more excited than the kids. hahaa. u hafta understand it was the first time in a few years i get to celebrate national day like that. and it wasn't even anything near the human trains we used to form at chungcheng :)) and for the first time in god-knows-how-long, i sang the national anthem!! omg. wahahaha~

okay, sidetrack abit. the sch downstairs having fire drill. and all the kids are screaming -.-''' hahahahaaa.

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haha i dreamt a weird dream last nite. can't rmb the exact details..but it was something to do with a guy whom i didn't get to see the face. but nwae, we had a great time and all that (really can't rmb wad we did..but prob the normal stuff ppl do when they're dating), and i woke up smiling.

wad a way to start the sem. haha like some new romance or sth. -_-''' ahahaas i'm queen of digressing. wad i wanted to say was.. i rmb-ed when i was much younger, like sec 1 or 2, i had a similar dream about meeting a guy and being really happy playing with him. except that time i remembered the exact details; well, minus his face. i always dream and wake up forgetting faces. -_-''' haha nwae, i think we went cycling, and i was riding behind his bike, and he was doing all those cool bike stunts. then i was so happy and everything felt so right and so perfect that i cried, and i literally woke up with the pillow wet (with tears, not drool.). and after that day, i kept waiting for such a guy to appear; to sweep me off with the cool bike stunts and the everything-feels-right feeling. and before sec3 i think i gave up. i realised it was all a dream and it wasn't gonna come true. it was silly-ly depressing for awhile, indeed.

then i grew to realise that dreams never tally with reality. they are called dreams because of their dream-like quality that makes ppl forsake reality to accept them; yes, we forsake reality in search of hope. but after awhile, we see that Pandora released all vices, keeping only hope in her box, but not making it easily available either. we have to work hard before we get hope too; we can't easily find it in our dreams.

and so i worked hard. and i thought i really found love. but no matter how hard i worked, love just wasn't here to stay. it slipped away while i was hard at work, and not keeping an eye on it. so hurt and mistrust got their PR and came to stay.

but at some time, they got tired too and went for a holiday. love and wariness came to take over. it didn't get better for long. happiness came and went too. hurt came back from its vacation, fully charged, bringing despair along this time. this time, they converted to citizenship.