Tuesday, October 2, 2007

Gravity with extra weights `




































A quick update of the first two weeks of school. My class W25G never had be my comfort zone as of yet. Relatively alright people, who bonded quite well and easily compared to the very first semster were everything was new. Many classmates seemed as though as they knew each other. Despite the lame and crappy ones, the class and facilitators are rather okay - manageable for now I would claim. In between this weeks, my ex classmates and I met up ever so often and they automatically surround me and place me into my comfort zone where meeting them was always something to look forward to. Not to mention the occasional visits from the girls and guys on the very first day brought great wide ear to ear smiles over taking my gloomy face within the small cosy four walls of the class filled with unfirmilar faces. In addition, hugs and hand shakes made the day better. The rest of the days, being almost the same, home to school, school to home, friends class or block to another. Attending talks for points in school became the routine for the first two weeks as talks pile themselves into each of my day's schedule. Travels to school with my "best actress" ex classmate and at times, Daryl. Travels back with my usual bunch of friends.


Some outings too with my ex classmates, dinner at Newyork Newyork, Movie - Chuck and Larry, she made it less boring at times in the show went it was, with funny reactions and the occasional disturbs I had to put up with, interesting talk from Dr V. Bala, attended a Darma play in school " Reality chrashes in" - pretty good act as well as a relative stroyline, visits to the Parsa Malam for my Ramly Burgers, fried ice cream and chicken wraps or rolls together with my eating buddies, Eugene and Ben where I spent more or most of my weeks money on, all for my tummy. My recent buys would be four pairs of skinnies - One shade of Green, Jeans, Brownish green and Creamish. Well, as school kicks in, days had be rather well, back to my reflection jorunals, tiring presetations when team mates are so dependant and UTs coming soon. Some little pics will do the rest of the talking then.






`The ending seemed better than the start all we needed to do was to the take that responsibility and decisive actions to do what we want to do, say what we want to say for the better of all.`

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"Sometimes we seem to see hate more than love as we have that haunting confusion between both."
The leader in obivious ways but he is scared and humbled away when the truth arise one day. He fed the rich and abandon the poor, he taught the blind to walk and he helped the lame to see. Nothing more than it seems, as how contradicing life can be. To seek that path still in search to be enlighten by our very ownself and to forget knowing the rest.

About Me

Singapore, Serangoon Gardens.
I wouldnt say I'm that much of a simple guy who lives down the street with little motives running through his head, cause that wouldnt be me neither would it be that simple. Like most and all others, a man who transits between his faith, hopes and downs back to reality where either or neither both be found. If I was to state me as simple, then it places my aims to the test. Defying the oughts of nothing but the simple truth, sad and drown, torn yet driven to find out why and the reason he was brought here in aid to comprehend his fingerprints and the complex map as if a form of hardcore tattoo arcoss his palm printed; he urges his story to unfold, crushes the young chapters but alike an innocent kid, places it under his pillow. What will you do if you came back to life and held the object and subject who killed you? To meet and yet be part of the director of this enticing thriller yet dramatic plot of my life.