I don't know why but i feel like blogging alot today. Maybe its to compensate my lack of blogging for the past few days. In anycase i thought nobody would like songs like Together in Electric Dreams by Giorgio Moroder... Surprised that shmeen likes it too. Didn't know that she was into retro stuff. Didn't know that HC had so many retro stuff... should have gone HC instead... but well, parents objected violently on the basis of communism. * illogical leap into hyperspace *

On the medsoc agm day, i got a few comments that my outfit looked very clean. Interestingly i am the treasurer, so i am happy that i look clean... Everybody 'accuses' me of embezzling funds. To think that weihao was saying that whenever he sees me with new clothes and stuff, he will keep a look out for the medsoc treasury. Tough job ahead

tm will be another slack day as my weekends are turning into weekdays and my weekdays are turning into weekends. its really interesting to know how hypocritical some people can be and i don't know if i would want to associate with them anymore. To think that this is a day where i didn't interact face to face with anybody.

Was really thinking very hard today. I didn't go out at all save in the morning where i was forced to go out. What is life exactly? Are we really living life or are we just in a dream and when we wake up, we are no longer here but back into our own world. A world which we are now seperated from and have no recollection of. I don't know how to describe it but it somehow is rather weird.

Was thinking through a few things lately and i have sorted out a lot fo the stuff that plagues me and i have set a few goals for myself and guess what, none of it seems to be related to anything emotional at all. I want a year that is jam packed with activities and i want this to be one of the best years that i have ever lived so far. I don't want to go through the type of life i had during JC or M1 where all i did was to let everything slip by.

Was quite sad today. A few of my branded stuff from a long long time ago have crossed into the realm of i-cannot-wear-them-anymore. loyally faithful in refusing to go away no matter how many times i washed them, they have passed their wearability status and are destined to be rags or to go to the dustbin. Its has been 5 years for some of them and its quite amazing that i kept them for sentimental value. After all they were once the only nice things that i owned. Sigh. memories aplenty. Not with the clothes but with the times i wore them. Long story...

Why do people never treasure free gifts but discard them altho sometimes the free stuff are better than the stuff that is bought with blood sweat and tears? I don't know but i am guilty of this. I am sorry. This post is filled with lots of hidden meanings and double speak. I cannot elaborate more than what is said here already.

Somehow i like the term autrefois acquit. Once acquitted. It means if you are accused of doing something, you cannot be jailed for doing the same crime again. as in if i killed X and no body is found and i am jailed for it. When i come out and find X and kill him when i discover that he never really did die, nobody can jail me for killing X a second time as i have served time for it already. In my case, if i have been accused without proper evidence of being whatever you accuse me of, for example I was accused of being a person with absolutely no ability or capability at all, i will be whatever you accuse me of since i have received no parole or re-trial for the accusations. suffer my wrath and vengeance. I don't like baseless accusations especially when they are so one-sided. * oh you can't do it up to my standard so you are so useless. * Im sorry if i sound bitchy or petty here but if if you already knew i can't match up then why don't u do it yourself. Period. You are a fucking bitch and i hate you.

Sometimes certain things are one-sided. i have heard the reasoning before and guess what, i think its true. So why should i bother? why should i even care. I don't know. Im just asking for punch to the jaw, a slap to the cheek ain't i. I don't know. What compels me to do something like this even my mind cannot decipher. I don't know really. I don't know. Maybe its time, the time that i have always dreaded most, the time where i know there is no turning back, there will be no return. I think its here and when i walk down this slippery slope, i hope that you, my friends, will be there to catch me when i fall. And if i fall hard, i will only hope that it has not been in vain.



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