brr.. it's cold... halfway through econs essay... tot i come up here for a while coz a thought just hit me... perhaps i ought to be more appreciative and less critical. what mr lim said about finding the effort to say something good about someone captures the essence but ain't exactly the best way to go about doing things... point being, now tht in j2, being "mean" to ppl becomes much easier to the extent tht it being terrifying.... the guilt tht follows also vanishes much faster with the reassurance of "this is how rj works"... Hardened... i guess tht's the word to describe it, but well, my 4 years of studying lit tells me to "stay gold".... i hope to...

lost in the sea of waking dreams...

sick.... down with flu.... clocked 24 hours of sleep in the past 2 days.... The weather's real nice though, continuous rain and a chilling wind to go with it... Listening to Jay Chou's album throughly now... Just found out that 枫 is maple... So wat's the big deal? Nothing.... just tht maple trees are damn chio in autumn... check this image out and u'll get wat i mean
Maple

Now... add a little bit of snow into the picture and u'll get wat jay chou is trying to portray....

在山腰间飘逸的红雨
随着北风凋零
我轻轻摇曳风铃
想 唤醒被遗忘的爱情
雪花已铺满了地
深怕窗外枫叶已结成冰...

On white slips and cards

Cards in RJC make an ironic comeback in times when the authorities call for stricter disciplinary measures. While the female students complain about the authorities lack of trust in their taste and discretion in dressing and a cetain teacher who white-slipped 8 ppl in a single day, an apparent or delibrate slip up by the authorities has set the rumour mills churning. The iron rule "Playing all forms of card games is prohibited in College" in handbook 2005 has been replaced by a meek "no gambling of any form allowed", leading us to think if this might be a softening of stance against the playing of card games. However, in times when 3 white slips warrant a phone call to parents, i would rather toe the line than jump the gun. An official statement to clarify would be much desired. Let us all hope that cards make a true comeback this time, in truly ironic fashion....

The Name of Life playing in bg.... sounds kind of jazzy to me....

Reprise- [verb] to repeat (esp a musical theme)
[noun] resumption of an earlier subject

Itsumo Nando Demo

Yondeiru Mune no Dokoka Okude
Itsumo Kokoro Odoru Yume wo Mitai

Kanashimi wa Kazoekirenai kedo
Sono Mukou de Kitto Anata ni Aeru

Kurikaesu Ayamachi no Sonotabi Hito wa
Tada Aoi Sora no Aosa wo Shiru
Hateshinaku Michi wa Tsuzuite Mieru keredo
Kono Ryoute wa Hikari wo Dakeru

Sayonara no Toki no Shizukana Mune
Zero ni Naru Karada ga Mimi wo Sumaseru

Ikiteiru Fushigi Sinde Iku Fusigi
Hana mo Kaze mo Machi mo Minna Onaji

Yondeiru Mune no Dokoka Oku de
Itsumo Nando demo Yume wo Egakou

Kanashimi no Kazu wo Iitsukusu yori
Onaji Kuchibiru de Sotto Utaou

Tojiteiku Omoide no Sono Naka ni Itsumo
Wasure takunai Sasayaki wo Kiku
Konagona ni Kudakareta Kagami no Ue nimo
Atarashii Keshiki ga Utsusareru

Hajimari no Asa Shizuka na Mado
Zero ni Naru Karada Mitasarete Yuke

Umi no Kanata niwa Mou Sagasanai
Kagayaku Mono wa Itsumo Koko ni
Watashi no Naka ni Mitsukerareta Kara

English translation

Always with Me
Somewhere, a voice calls, in the depths of my heart
May I always be dreaming, the dreams that move my heart

So many tears of sadness, uncountable through and through
I know on the other side of them I'll find you

Everytime we fall down to the ground we look up to the blue sky above
We wake to it's blueness, as for the first time

Though the road is long and lonely and the end far away, out of sight
I can with these two arms embrace the light

As I bid farewell my heart stops, in tenderness I feel
My silent empty body begins to listen to what is real

The wonder of living, the wonder of dying
The wind, town, and flowers, we all dance one unity

Somewhere a voice calls in the depths of my heart
keep dreaming your dreams, don't ever let them part

Why speak of all your sadness or of life's painfull woes
Instead let the same lips sing a gentle song for you

The whispering voice, we never want to forget,
in each passing memory always there to guide you

When a miror has been broken, shattered pieces scattered on the ground
Glimpses of new life, reflected all around

Window of beginning, stillness, new light of the dawn
Let my silent, empty body be filled and reborn

No need to search outside, nor sail across the sea
Cause here shining inside me, it's right here inside me

I've found a brightness, it's always with me

[Always With Me- Youmi Kimura]

2005's gone, 2006's here.... I've got no resoulutions, no point promising stuff u can't do and in the end get all upset about it... This year, marks the last year of formal education, and i think it's time to think through what u want to remember from your schooling life, and then stay focused in the final attmpt to achieve them... Often, we try to create happiness, not knowing that happiness cannot be created, rather they are discovered just like companion, sadness... So, sometimes, instead of going in circles searching, stand and look within yourself, and as the last line of the song shows: I've found a brightness, it's always with me

That said, Happy New Year!