when nostalgia hits.

maybe it's because im overseas and all, but oh i really do miss those good old days, the passing notes to decide what to have for recess, the after class bball sessions, the cny deco competitions and what not.

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when words read a million times over but still never a bore.(unlike my exam notes that are boring me to tears)

"When you drop a glass or a plate to the ground it makes a loud crashing sound. When a window shatters, a table leg breaks, or when a picture falls off the wall it makes a noise. But as for your heart, when that breaks, it's completely silent. You would think it's so important that it would make the loudest noise in the whole world, or even have some sort of ceremonious sound like the gong of a cymbal or the ringing of a bell. But it's silent and you almost wish there was a noise to distract you from the pain." --Cecelia Ahern

i love physics.

every morning an endless battle ensues within me. the gravitational force that's tugging at me back into bed and the equally strong urgency derived from a pile of never ending work that's making me move towards my breakfast drawer. usually the one that requires me to travel the shortest distance ends up victorious. the bed of cos, which goes without saying. unless the force on the other end is simply too great a draw- a growling stomach maybe, but almost all the time, it's about work that's loading as if each piece were under the influence of gravity and the only way it could go is down onto me. sometimes i wish both forces work in the same direction.

the emmient change.

i am officially annoyed at how long it's taking me to change the layout of my blog. so annoyed that im almost tempted to search for my old blog template and restore it to its good old times. i am increasingly amazed and dismayed at my tendency to not carry through what i had originally planned to. --time for change! (though let's just leave the blog in construction till another day.:P)

life's mean reds.

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