The little things in life. =)

"For me, swimming, or just floating in water, feels like a drop of immortality. [...] I love swimming, the feel of the water swirling past my body, the different forces exerted on the palm of of my hand as i stroke through the water, the gentleness of being buoyant." W. Hodding Carter "Off the Deep End" How apt, and how beautiful. I couldn't have described it better, and i don't imagine this to be an experience unique to me or the author alone. I love swimming, too. I love the feeling of being in water. Like i always say, there is nothing else that makes me feel quite as alive as taking a breath in between strokes. Because only then, do i feel like i'm breathing, for real. School's been so busy! =( and my recess week was spent being sick (the pity!). I'm so desperate to get back into water. =( i can feel the pool water lapping at my heart; beckoning.

=)) i used to be a much happier blogger really. hahahah.. 2 posts from the old days: =) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ what the bloody hell u tell me, what the bloody hell omg!! ARGHHHH!!!!!! LOL guess what happened man, i. just.dropped.my.phone.into.my.glass.of.water. DOM. just like that. what the hell was i doing?!?!?! OMG!!!!! i duno whether to laugh or cry la!!!!!! *whacks forehead** now how? HOWWW??!?!?! aiyo!! WHO in the world voluntaroly throw their phone into their water? u tell me!! ARGHHHHH... shit la, no phone AGAIN LOLOL! mei you yuan la totally... i actually find it very funny- except for the cannot contact ppl bit. lol... sigh, i'll go do sth abt it... sk -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The calm, Cool face of the river Asked me for a kiss. --langston hughes love this poem. wahaha guess da title man!! =D shd b q

Sharing your life and the lack of privacy just got closer. Where does the line blur? The new and upcoming facebook features disturbs me. If we recall, about a year or two ago, facebook was a budding social networking site that some vehemently protested against. Yet nowadays, it's hard to find somebody without a facebook account. all those protestors? -converted too. It was a "social networking" site that started out with the said purpose: to network. But now, networking has been brought to a whole new level of cyber stalking. The ticker box with its instant updates, and the upcoming timeline that is suppose to summarise your lifestory into a SINGLE webpage, all these new features on the popular networking site, disturbs me. But the even more disturbing thing is, i think these are features that people will come to embrace, in time. just like facebook did. While the initial rude shock of the change will probably trigger off some cognitive protest in each of us(because it

what did i dooo?! why yew no like meeeeeeeeee?!!!

Lacking motivation for my FYP, but growing resentment and anxiety at it. (Beck's anxiety scale scoring quite high!!) haha, Well, i gotta keep keep keep going! Gotta learn from others and exercise more discipline over myself. haha, maybe i shd start running.

Maybe I talk too much, talk too loud, talk too easy and talk too mindless. Maybe, i don't know. Don't really know what to do, so i'm not really gonna try anymore. I try too hard, and ask too much sometimes. Tonight is not the best of nights, again. Feel like taking a gasp of fresh air outside right now. I rmb how i used to say that my favourite smell in the world is just that of the cold, moist air in the wee mornings. Was looking at a clip from BP's teacher's Day, and got reminded once again of those happy naive times. When the world's greatest problems came from NP, world's best and worst friends were from NP, and how at the end of the day, there was no problem a good deal of pegging on the field/behind the NP room won't heal. Therapeutic clanging of metal pegs. ahha. Thinking back, i guess these kinds of simple joys may simply be insufficient for some to think back upon these days fondly. Not fun enough, not outrageous enough, not mad enough, an

alright, one step at a time. Things are piling up so fast that i'm not sure what's the next step to take. Not the busiest yet, but i can foresee i'll probably be gasping for air in awhile. OHMYGAH. the sheetz for slacking so much so far. =X