Mid Exam Update

Hi guys. As you can see, I’m typing this in the middle of the night(2AM) a time when normal human would be sleeping. Apparently this habit is kind of normal among students, especially when exam is around the corner or in my case, already here.

I haven’t really explicitly blogged about myself and my life for quite a while. Well, I do blogged about my life, but not in a conventional way. All the posts that precede this post was written in such that they reflect my state of mind at the point of writing. They are all in a very transformed form, and was written with meticulous planning. I must say that my language command is not that great, but I will try to choose words that are suitable and in context when writing. But recently, I did something really really embarrassing when i was composing a mass good luck message for my friends who were facing their finals. This is how it is read:

Hey people, its been great knowing you guys. Thanks for being in my life, being who you are and doing what you have been doing. Before going to sleep today, allow me to wish you guys to have a great week ahead. Last but not least, jia you for your exam and stay healthy!

~laughs~

So what do you guys think? I’ll tell you what the recipients of the message think. They thought it was a suicide note. Reason being the first 2 sentences. Apparently it is a typical starting lines for a suicide note. Hurm. It still stump me how trying to be philosophical in daily life will lead to misunderstandings in such a way. But it does sound like I’m saying this to those people for the last time. Adding on to the first two suicidal sentences is my ambiguous “going to sleep”. In any normal paragraph, it would probably mean going to sleep literally. But with the first two sentences setting the suicidal mood, “sleep” suddenly means more than sleep.

I couldn’t help myself but laugh when I received buffeting replies from concerned friends just a few minutes later. I had to reply to each of them, assuring that I’m fine. What a pain in the ass. But heck, I really got a good long laugh before sleep that day.

Christmas is coming. The Christmas decorations has already been put up in Orchard and Marina Bay. The ubiquitous festive mood makes me longing for home. Anyway, friends in Sungai Petani, I will be back in town on the 2nd December. Haha. So look out for me :)

Purple Moon Serenade

Crescent moon in the starry night,

Happy nightingales are singing.

Every time I’m bliss or lonely,

Rooftop is where I want to be.

Yesterday kept replaying in my head,

Linger in that moment my heart still is.

 

Moon is strangely purple tonight,

Affirming that tonight is a special night.

Refreshing scent of perfume came with the

Gentle wind caressing my cheek

Accentuating the images of your flowing hair.

Roses tinted pink  under the purple moon glow

Is like you blushing when I reach out for the

Tenderness of your hand.

All I ask now is to be able to relive the moment again and again.

Paranoia ep. 2: Jealousy

She opened her eyes. Her back is wet with sweat. Was that a dream? She looked around. She pinched herself to make sure that she is awake.

“So it really wasn’t real,” she said to herself. But the thought of the Dream sent chill down her spine. She knew that it is uncomfortably close to the reality.

“I must be strong,” she said to herself. But the blind girl made it hard for her.

The blind girl was already there before she and the angels arrived at the Destination. The angels took pity on her due to her conditions, being blind and alone. The girl however did not see it that way. To her, the blind girl is her competitor for the angel’s attention. The blind girl being blind, naturally have an edge over the girl.

She tried every method she could think of, but nothing seems to work. At most, the angels will chat with her for a few minutes before switching their attentions back towards the blind girl. All except one, who introduced himself as Angel Elze. He listened to her, talked to her, until she is smiling again.But not for long. Every time she sees the blind girl, she will be depressed again and the process repeats itself for god knows how long.

“What if the dream is true? What if the blind girl is really a demon? What if they have already been corrupted by the girl? I must warn them,” she whispered to herself. Her eyes half crazed by her sudden revelation. 

“What dream?” It was Angel Elze. He was listening the whole time.

“Oh Elze, thank God you are here. You must help me convince them that the girl is evil,”

“I have been suspecting that for a while now,” grabbing her arm he continued, “Let’s go and confront her.”

The angels weren’t around the blind girl at that time.

“Oh, you must be the Felice the angels were talking about. What brings you here?” the blind girl welcomed the girl into the house.

Without much delay, the girl bombarded the blind girl with strings of questions and accusations. The blind girl, bewildered by the girl’s hostility, denied every accusations. Perceiving the blind girl’s denials as defiance, the girl is angered even more. She tried to choke the blind girl.

The angels arrived just in time to prevent the tragedy. With her arms pulled back, she struggled and beg them to listen to her.

“We’re listening,” one of the angels said.

“She’s a demon!” said the girl.

“How ironic. You tried to strangle her and you claimed that she is the demon?”

“Elze! Convince them!”

Angel Elze just smiled and left.

“Elze! Don’t leave, Elze!”

“Who is this Elze?” the bewildered angels asked the girl.

“Wasn’t he one of you? You are so corrupted that you don’t even remember your past comrade!” the girl screamed. She broke free of the angels hold and ran towards the lake.

Few hours later, a corpse was washed to the lake shore.

Paranoia

There was once an Infant. She was surrounded by Angels. When it was time for her to climb the Ladder, few said to her, “We will fly before you to pave the way.” Few said to her, “We will go alongside with you to support you.” The rest said, “We will be behind you to catch you if you were to fall.”

With a hopeful smile, the infant embarked on her journey. Without looking to the side, nor the back or front, she kept on climbing. Destination is the only thing she had in her mind.

The long and perilous finally came to an end. The infant reached the Destination, but not without a fair share of scratches and scar. Smiling before her are the angels who went before her, congratulating her for completing the journey. Beside her, are the angels who went with her, showing thumbs up to the infant.

Everything was fine until an angel look at her in an odd way. From that moment, she realised that all the angels have been treating her differently since she arrived at the Destination. They weren’t as warm to her as they were back then. The bubble of illusions burst. She noticed that the porcelain faces of the angels are cracked and creased. Their wings aren’t that feathery as she had imagined. Is this some kind of conspiracy, she thought to herself. Maybe it is. The angels are corrupted, she thinks.

She began to distance herself from the creatures she once knew as angels. The angels tried to approach her. She thought, They are trying to corrupt me as well? Never! She ran as fast as she could, as far away as she could until she reach a huge lake. The angels weren’t pursuing her anymore at that point of time. Relieved, she decided to have a long bath. As she stripped, she began to see that even her body is not the same as before. Using the water surface as a mirror, she look at herself and noticed drastic physical changes. She was no longer the child she was. Confused and enraged, she wailed.

The next day, the few angels who began their journey after her arrived at the Destination. Seeing that she is no where to be found, one of them asked the angels who were there before them. She committed suicide, they said.

Of Uni, Hall, and Hall Mates

Hey guys, sorry for being such a procrastinator. [the last post was one month ago.... hurmmm maybe I should make it a monthly updated blog.]

Seeing that Ziyi and Zhuangyin had already posted numerous posts about their life in campus, being a Malaysian who has already been here for 2 years, I must be kiasu!! Heh.. just joking, no offence to my lovely Singaporean friends. I just felt obliged to offer from my point of view about the life in campus so that it would give the readers a unbiased and wholesome idea on how studying in Singapore uni (urh mebe jz NUS) feels like.

In NUS there are 2 types of accommodation for freshmen (from this point onwards, I will use "freshie(s)" instead of freshman/freshmen) - hall and residence. The difference being hall is a community where a bunch of undergrads live side by side as a part of a big close knitted family, while residence is just a place where students sleeps in, not unlike a regular apartment where neighbours rarely have anything to do with each other aside from living geographically close to each other. I chose to live in a hall due to many reasons. The main reason being the fear of being a student who graduate without any close friends to wear the graduation robe with.

A happy resident in Kent Ridge hall knows that there will always be people to talk to when he is down, people to lean on to when he is uncertain, people taking care of him when he is sick, people you can laugh and cry with when he is happy or sad, people who he can look up to when he is lost, and the list go on. I truly felt that way despite being a less-than-a-month-old Kentridgean. I want to take this chance to express my gratitude towards the A block seniors who have been truly angels during FWOC. I was diagnosed with measles on my second day of FWOC and had to be quarantined in my room until my fever resides (YES I MISSED OUT ON A LARGE PART OF FWOC). They are the ones who have been graceful enough to deliver meals to my room and been warm enough to ask about my recovery progress.

I was involved in the Star To Burst (STB) just yesterday. It is a concert where freshies were to perform in various culture groups in KR to get the feel of performing on stage as a part of a culture group. Culture groups of KR, otherwise known as K6, is made up of 6 components (hence K6) - KRX, KR Dance, KR Inspire, KR Choir, KR Acapella, KR Rocker. Since those performing in STB has yet to be permanent member of the K6, they are given a different (and lame) names, namely, KRY, KR Lance, KR Perspire, KR Quiet, KR Acapellets, KR Pebbles. [lol] Yup, just to confirm the authenticity of Ziyi's post, I was in the KR Quiet and KR Acapellets. It was quite a fun and new experience to performing with microphone with the Acapellets. Blending was next to impossible since I could barely hear myself. Have to sing from the memory. Judging from the crowd response, I guess we did well.

As for studies, it has been an honour and pleasure to have Ziyi and Pauline as my study buddies. Ziyi for his crappy/ sexist/ porno comments, and Pauline for her bubbly personality and her unusually amusing low voice. Its great having you guys around, especially for days that starts at 8 in the morning and ends at 6 in the evening.

Looking at the load of readings we have to read, I felt kinda intimidated but yet motivated at the same time. Lectures had been great and interesting (lucky I din pick the physics module that ziyi got, I might die from boredom), seniors have been helpful in helping us to make decision on which modules to take and guiding us on how to bid cleverly to get the modules that we want.

Hurm..... The quality of the post is getting worse by every sentence. Maybe I should just eat the Mc Chicken and have a nap again. Anyway, UNI LIFE, HERE I COME!!!