It seems that the only way to fly.....is to believe in your dreams

"When will u let go?" I face this problem everyday and yet i do not have an answer. Once, i tot tht i did it, i tot i could put down the burden, but i was proven utterly wrong. Since then, i lost my courage and avoided the problem altogether. Life goes on as usual, but there seems to be something missing within me....

Nostalgia is a weakness....Regret is a vulnerability... To protect urself, apathy is the best solution... but it does take some things away from u... Feelings are no longer expressions, they become tools... A smile hides a knife...tears are just a far more effective replacement for persuasive words... To quote, friendship is nothing but a mutual contract of bilateral interests, once the relationship of interests cease to exist, friendship is just trendy jargon invented by idealistic ppl to descibe a non-existent relationship

Fri
Short day... nothing much happened during sch hours...went to CO room after sch to wait for deng and xl to finish. Wanted to go out for lunch but was raining so ate in sch. Somehow, i got half-drenched by being a good guy and offering to ferry junyi to RI and deng had another umbrella which would have left both of us dry. Stupid deng..(nvm shall elaborate on deng later) After lunch had sectionals, 1st proper sectionals we had since the term 1 and perhaps the one conducted by lao zhou. At 5.30, rushed over to bridge to play a few games b4 going for dinner. ah ha, dinner deserves another paragraph. so lets hop down.

While walking, we called deng up. He said he was at S11 playground and would wait for us there. Speculations arose pretty quickly. I hypothesized a "replay telecast" of di hong at band concert, vin and xl were thinking of a group of ppl. Then, when we reached S11 playground, we could not find him. Called him up and started scanning the surroundings. Finally, we took 2 steps forward and turned right to look into the playground and boy were we shocked. One guy and girl sitting inside (i repeat inside) a cube-like structure facing each other. Blackout sia, lightbulb so bright until fuse break... The guy waved at us and we turned 180degrees and walked off in the opposite direction.
aha, so after dinner, we stoned at S11 and a "chemistry experiment"(note: chemistry not chem) was conducted. Deng's phone was "hijacked" and a message was sent 2 ppl, a guy and a girl. The content of the message was one of expressing a love interest. The reply from the guy was sharp and sweet, "wtf". The reply from the girl was less harsh, "wat talking u" and we were talking about how deng had to dash her hopes by replying immediately to clear up the "misunderstanding". wat follows are my speculations: deng was reluctant to let us send the message, but he seems reluctant to try to rescue his "hijacked" phone, which we can infer....(shall leave it up to u to infer)... Hopefully, our little experiment did them more good than harm, for they can take this chance to perhaps rethink and redefine their relationships and possibilities, i'm not suggesting anything just tht this kind of reality check do not happen often so they should really make use of it.
(disclaimer: the above is a candid opinion on wat happened. It is NOT a scandal.)

after all tht nonsense, went to buy bubble tea and walked to bishan cc in search for a condusive environent to talk though deng might disagree (Obviously to him the playground is more condusive:)) Found a playground there and invaded it, sitting down to crap. Crapped about sch life todae, in general, everyone agreed tht sch hours are the worst time and for the 3 of us from CO, we agreed tht CO is the only thing keeping us alive in RJ. Class seems to take a more background role compared to secondary sch. At 9.30, zj took out his gaohu and started playing. Played forbidden love which sounded eerie in the cold night air. At 10, the weekly meeting was finally concluded and we went home...