Welcome back...

I was beginning to wonder if you would ever show up,
though a little late, you did eventually arrive.

So we are back where we started 12months ago i guess.

I realize that everything past the last system is a blur, that all i remember are the headlines.
My gut is in a constant knot, as if anticipating an inevitable explosion.
I look around and everything has a dream like quality, moving too fast, too colourful, too much spinning,like a bad version of Alice in Wonderland. (not like there was ever a good version to start with)
I cant feel my limbs.

And you, you just sit there on your "Monday chair".

Hmm..doenst all this feel so familiar?
Yes, indeed you are back.
Though like i said, a little late.

Anyways the same strategy applies now as it did a year ago. Only this time I'm not going to let you get to me.
This time I'm not the one fighting.

Almost there.
Give me strength.

Keel Dem!

An old high school friend sent a link for this comic strip to me.

I dont know if it's the exam stress kicking in, or the fact that the spelling reminds me allot of my own stuggle with letters, but i just couldnt stop laughing when i read it!

It's a little small here. But to those who are free go check out "Pearls Before Swine".

2 weeks and counting...

Guess we need all the comic relief we can get.

Stupid love songs

Can proudly say that I've reclaimed the library as my second home now. At least it is, if i can wake up in the morning lar, or else its just my home for the afternoons and nights. I've lost count of the days now, it just becomes routine to wake up, eat, go library, study, eat, go home ,sleep. File after file, notes after notes. But i'm not complaining too much, at least this time round there is great company the help me drag myself day after day. There is just something comforting in the knowledge that there are others going through the same shite as you. Suppresses the panic because you know that if you loose it, someone on the other side will kick your butt back in shape for you =)

I listen to allot of slow songs when i study. And most slow songs are love songs.
(Actually come to think about it, most songs are love songs, or songs about the lack thereof)

I usually like lovey dovey songs, but today i feel like a grouch. Like Oscar the Grouch from Sesame Street.The green thing that sits in the dustbin outside Big Bird's apartment. His job in the show is just to be miserable, grouchy and scold everyone *chomp*

Anyways.

You know in those little love songs, those oh-so-romantic ones when you fall in love with a stranger.

It begins by sitting beside her on a train, or brushing against her arm exiting a french cafe, or maybe just spotting her across a busy road. Then it continues with words describing her beauty, how she captures the light and seem to have an air about her. Now we reach the chorus, by now you are planning your whole future, her as you inspiration. The things you will see together, the days you would spend, the places you would visit gradually with every line seem so real so possible.

Nice songs. Good for studying in the library, gives you the feeling at least others are living adventures beyond the grey walls.

But what they dont sing about is how later, after the last verse you become a shrunken chicken and never say the things you so boldly declared 3minutes ago. Give it another 10 minutes or so, you spot her with a dark suited guy, your heart is broken. For about a half an hour. Then you're busy falling in love with the next stranger who walks with 2 legs.

Humans can be pigs.

Why i so like that ah? Why i wanna burst other people's bubble?
People out there wanna listen to nice sweet love songs let them lar, why i must kacau?
I also dont know. I need to watch some comedy.
Yes, some Liang Po Po would be good.

While you were in the jamban

Today is a confusing day.

I started by singing me newest all time favourite song " Casablanca"

Then Lesley says " Eee i dont really like that song lar, can please stop?"

Then i opt for "Hello" my second newest all time favourite song.

Then Lesley says " Err..ok maybe just stop singing period. Fullstop."

WHyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?

But it's alright, it's ok, i can sing now cos she's in the jamban.
Study lar Denise.