AIRBOURNE. |Will there ever be satisfaction?|

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

1st night of hostel life is like living in a chalet. u play, play and u play. Lessons are interesting and a lil monotonous in prof's speech so far. Taxing, but funny. meet long lost frens, seniors and certain ppl that appears now and then in your memories. The books cost 100 nuclear bombs and they weigh 100 tonnes. It's like reading dictionaries, except for some books. I want to chop up the books. But it's worth the money. There's so many authors, so many stories. I like. THERE'S SO MUCH TO READ. SO MUCH. SO MUCH TO READ. i am petrified, feel so dead but at the same time excited!!! and there's so many stuffs to handle! ur hostel, wad to get, wad to be involved in, the precise information to take in any many more. i cannot afford to lock myself out of my own hostel room. i cannot. i must remember to bring my keys out..

on a side-note: I was daydreaming..for a long time..If my course coordinators a.k.a my professors are to dress like professor dumbledore, and we dress like harry potter...whoa. i'll feel like I'm in Hogwarts minus the grandeur of the magnificent and imaginative architecture. S3.2 B1-B5 VS 9 three-quarters.

so much reading. national day is reading day and A3A day! *clock turns 12. weiqi just vommitted 100 singapore flags emoticons over msn. HAPPY NATIONAL DAY!* Funny and disappointing how the younger generations' pride for the country is fading away, and i'm one of them. I better do something bout it. HOWEVER, i just recalled, back in hostel earlier in the afternoon, some guy from the 4th lvl was playing A LOT of national day songs (i live on the 6th floor) and i was singing along! haha. it's nice.

"My outer protective layer of NEW shell is formed automatically, because of you. It's ironic that i broke my shell for you and now i built another, a thicker shell, because of you. And you, not you, yes you, don't look at me sympathetically. Don't even try to attempt. You can't trespass. You can't even step in. How can you even gain permission to step into mine when your shell isn't even broken for me to enter? How can you be so selfish? I'm sorry, but the shell is there. Our shells are there. They're here. Leave."

love, cy