Just watched ice age on channel 5, such a meaningful cartoon... Manfred and the baby are so cute.... the whole movie was just so moving... The filmmakers captured the true feeling of innocence.... When Manfred looked at the cave paintings and was reminded of the time when the humans hunted his herd, his eyes were big and sad. His situation contrasted ironically as he was helping the baby find his parents. While he was deep in thought, the baby or "little one" came up to him, stared at him with innocous eyes, and hugged his trunk as though trying to comfort him. It was just so touching....the beauty of innocence...

Sometimes, we are just too caught up with complications in the real world that we forget our fundamental selves. Just like Diego, the tiger who was too caught up with serving his function in the society tht he loses his true self. Humans too, like u and me, must not lose our basic selves in trying to define ourselves in society. It is just so hard nowadays to look into a person's eyes and see only innocence, cept for maybe the babies and young children.

It finally rained todae, drawing a closure to the recent heat wave. Had 8-5 prac yest. practising in the amphitheatre reminds me of RICO prac under design block and the numerous perc sectionals tht took place in the un-air-coned hall, behind the hall, in the canteen and under design block......SYF in 2 days, got to start believing even at the extent of being delusional, coz crazy ppl do crazy things.... and if we are lucky, we might go crazy:)...

Economics seem so unreal to me...(perhaps thts is why i take it) It's famous assumption of "ceteris paribus" seems to be an equivalent of an idealist saying "i dun care". lol, still, being an idealist, I can't help but facinate at this perfect concept. How I wish to assume ceteris paribus when making decisions in life.....

Went down to the library on Tues and picked up a National Geographic mag and started reading on an nice article on chasing tornadoes. It proposes an interesting analogy tht i find rather meaningful. For tornado chasers, the tornado is just like a grizzly bear. U wan to get as close as possible to examine it but u wouldn't wan to be with it on the same side of the river. So, the eqaution is simple, sometimes u get the bear and sometimes the bear gets u....

Thurs seems to be the day where i master the art of zombifying in sch, esp today, coz of the extra night prac on mon in addition to the one on wed and the fact that i slept less than 4 hrs this morn as i had to complete my PI. After sch todae, went down to Eason enterprise to get my drumsticks for SYF. woot, they're damn nice, as huge as lao zhou wans it, and stil feels light. But of course good things come at a price, $18 for a pair of sticks. o_0, but its totally worth it. SYF is coming... I shall deny the existence of homework throughout this long weekend... though tht would mean tht i would owe 2 econs essay, be behind by 2 physics tutorial, 2 chem tutorials and 1 maths tutorial. An impressive list eh, think Mr lim would forgive me for missing half his lesson and not doing his tutorial on tues if we come back with gold with honours. lol, but yeah....there are indeed much better reasons why we should come back with gold with honours... Most importantly, lets not make ourselves regret by doing hmwk instead of practising during the weekend:)

Wow...I was in for a surprise when i checked the traffic of my blog. Apparently, ppl came to this blog after searching stuff like "Mr Dave Sim" and "zongjin"....lolz, wonder if thts wat miss wong was talking about the other day, teachers searching their own names in hope of finding their students' blog. As to why zj's name was plugged into a search engine, i can only leave it up to u all to speculate.

The walk to the beach was tedious and long. I dragged my exhausted body and mind across the cold hard pavement. A strong wind was blowing, dark clouds at a distance warned of an approaching storm, but I persisted.
The beach was empty, the usual sunny cheerful outlook was gone, instead shadows of memories haunt the place. The thunder sounded, seemingly to remind me of the approaching storm. Soon enough, the sky was overcast and of a monotonous grey-black colour. Still, I refused to leave. I stood facing the sea.... facing the gale and the waves.
All of a sudden, the air was still...the waves stopped. All was quiet and peaceful. The calm before the storm as they call it. It was the most beautiful moment in my life. One could feel the sheer presence of the unstable equibrillum and it was just so rare, so unique, so special.
A gentle wind started to blow and was trasnformed to a gale within seconds. At the horizon, the curtain of rain started to make its way towards the beach. Just like dominoes falling, it approached at immense velocity. Still, I stood my ground, refusing to budge. As the storm swept across the beach, all hell broke loose. Raindrops hit down hard across my face and waves smashed repeatedly on the beach. My heart was shattered and swept away by the merciless waves, leaving behind an empty shell whose tears were drowned out by the raindrops.

What if, just what if, I had repeated the same mistake while trying to prevent it?