no idea.

well that was disappointing.
but oh wells.

on a separate note,

i don't like britney spears.
but it's ok.

oh-so-tired.

i'm really tired tonight.
went for a hill session with passi:one this evening,
and completely wasn't feeling it..
had trouble breathing, and my legs just weren't moving like they should be..

really worried about this sunday now.


i have so much work to do,
i don't know where to start !!
[ i know i'm whining ): ]

tonight is one of those nights
where i just don't know how long more
i can keep my nose above water..

on a lighter note,
there have been things that have added splashes of colour
to my otherwise prosaic existence.

playing in the water sprinklers today was hilarious..
like a couple of primary school kids all over again.
haha.


joel leaves today ):
it's been great working with you for the past two years,
i've learnt tons from you
and you will be greatly missed by all of us.
i hope somebody warned perth about what's about to hit them.
haha.

goodnight people..
time for essays.

λ=V/f

λ=V/f

wavelength= velocity divided by frequency

how fast you're going, divided by how often you return to the axis...

all i'm asking for is a stationary wave on the axis for a little while.

gone.

i've arrived at the week of my race.
the outlook is not good.

IB is churning at full speed,
and deadlines are full of malice and wielding threats of 1 grades.

my sleep deficit is beyond funny,
and my dreams at night aren't helping me out either.

indolence consumes me whole,
typing this is the most i can do right now.

BUT I WANT TO WIN THIS RACE.

help.

Cogito, ergo sum

i wrote this one a long time ago.. nearly 11 months ago. not sure why i never posted it. it's rather amusing.



"Cogito, ergo sum" (Latin: "I think, therefore I am") or Dubito, ergo cogito, ergo sum (Latin: "I doubt, therefore I think, therefore I am") is a philosophical statement used by René Descartes.

on how many planes do we exist ?

“ But I have convinced myself that there is absolutely nothing in the world, no sky, no earth, no minds, no bodies. Does it now follow that I too do not exist? No: if I convinced myself of something [or thought anything at all] then I certainly existed. But there is a deceiver of supreme power and cunning who is deliberately and constantly deceiving me. In that case I too undoubtedly exist, if he is deceiving me; and let him deceive me as much as he can, he will never bring it about that I am nothing so long as I think that I am something. So, after considering everything very thoroughly, I must finally conclude that the proposition, I am, I exist, is necessarily true whenever it is put forward by me or conceived in my mind. (AT VII 25; CSM II 16–17) ”

ok so maybe most of you probably didnt read that whole chunk up there, you should, it's actually very interesting.
i think ive been told half a million times by quite a number of people that i think too much. is that even possible ? to think TOO MUCH. haha i guess many of you would say that this blog entry is a result from thinking too much.

i maintain my position that it's not possible to ever think too much.


4/7/07

valentines day '08

happy valentines day everyone.

to those who love and are loved,
always treasure each other.
talk a lot, laugh a lot, smile a lot,
walk a lot, share a lot, hug a lot
and always consider each other before yourself.

to the rest of us.
don't let the celebrations get you down !
be proud of your single hood.
when the time is right, the time will be right (:
don't need to rush anything.

In memory of St. Valentine.

helpless.

he sat in the dark corner of his room,
huddled with his knees against his chest.
it was warm, but he felt so cold tonight.
so cold..
pain crawled through his soul,
carving, ripping, tearing, screaming as it dragged through his mind,
cleaving it in two.

he didn't know who he was anymore,
didn't know how he would face another day of colourless dreams.
another day of emptiness and soulful decrepitude.

what could i do to help someone so completely broken and so devastatingly hurt ?
helplessness washed through me as i uttered seemingly unheard words into the heart of the night.

please save my friend.

love conquers all, but what happens when love is ruthlessly wrenched away ?

goodnight.

Sleep beckoned gently from the whispers of his eyes
as he shuffled slowly through the terrible wars and crimes.
Images of fallen kings and angry peasants slipped to mystery and spies,
thoughts and dreams with court jesters talking in rhymes.
Slumped on his bed, he dreamt on of sweets and cake.
Laptop still purring, tomorrow, he'd awake with a neck ache.


Goodnight world.

life and death.

a long time ago, i used to write a lot about life's fragility...

tonight, on my way to training, at 827pm, at the junction of clementi road and kent ridge crescent, i very nearly became one with the paint on the side of a black honda civic.

it is completely by God's grace that i'm not dead/very badly injured. i was coasting at about 37kmh, in my own little world as usual, when the car from the opposite road cut right in front of me to turn into kent ridge crescent. i honestly don't remember braking at all. i didn't even see the car until my front tire was about half a meter from the passenger door. i miraculously braked, before even seeing the car..

it's good to be alive.

i spent the rest of the night thinking about what would have happened if God hadn't spared me tonight..

i'd never have had another chance to tell my family how much i loved them,
never have had another chance to say sorry to everyone i've hurt,
never have had another chance to tell my friends how much i loved them and meant to me,
never have had another chance to touch someone else's life..
never have had another chance to do....anything.

so tonight, i just want to thank all my friends for everything, i love you guyszxz (:
sorry if i've ever hurt any of you.

life's really too fragile to leave things unsaid,
too short to hold grudges
and too unpredictable to stop loving.