Graphs?

Some say life is like this, meeting someone you love then somehow you drift apart.

Or like this, meeting someone only once thus missing the opportunity to know the latter for the rest of your life.

Or even this, not meeting the fated one at all despite walking with the same aim in life.

Or if you are really unlucky, having the near chance to meet but no.

But as time goes by, you will definitely be...

a couple just like y=|x| and y=x, one who is willing to change to accommodate the other and finally walk hand in hand for the rest of your life.

P.S. many other graphs which are of relevance but I shan't intrigue you too much :)

Newfound joy

Ta da~
Got addicted to this at australia.
Can only be found at Westmall sigh so far away from my house :( BUT ANYWAYS IF YOU WANNA PLAY WITH ME FEEL FREE TO JIO ME K!!

Post-MAF

Been awhile since I went back to school. Kinda nostalgic just sitting on the class bench playing cards again, with the same faces, the same play tactics, the same blaming of Derek's lousy card plays. Walking across the canteen made me look back at the happiness I once shared with the canteen uncle and aunties, all those cherished memories of me sharing my stories with them and vice versa. Their unyielding support and faith on me was greatly needed at that time and definitely appreciated forever. Thank you, really. For being there when I needed company, when the class is full of geniuses who does not need to study as hard as me, when they got good grades even though I put in equal effort (or believed so). For simply telling me "Ah boy ah, 你一定可以的！"

As I trudged my way towards the other wing (not really sure which is which anymore), memories of me walking across central plaza early before flag raising surfaced across my mind. Carrying my bag, listening and enjoying my songs. The bus journeys to and fro from my house to school. Wow, reminiscence. I miss such a carefree life.

The irony. 

To truly appreciate what has been lost. 

Recently watched Lucy and wanted to share what it taught me. How are we measuring our lives' worth and experience up till now? Are there any units of measurement? Oh, I have 5 inches of experience more than you? Time, an abstract concept, a unit of measuring seemingly minute things in life. Time is also something you breathe, you eat, you hear, you live everyday. In fact, therein lies the irony, we are so sure we have time, then when it's time to go, we realised we have no time. We do not feel nor experience the actual seconds ticking away, the hours draining by, the days passing by, the months flying by, the years gone by. In the blink of an eye, I am an adult now. Too fast, am I growing up too fast? Or was I too absorbed to feel time moving? 

Times like this, I do my soul-searching. Calm dark nights, with no one to disturb my thoughts, to let whatever comes to mind flow into words like freshwater stream.

To everyone reading, I dedicate this song to you, cherish time and your loved ones.

Still stuck in Singapore (thinking of you?)

The first few days was tough on me, the shattering of my heart when those words flew out from your mouth, like glass shards piercing through me. I walked home with heavy steps,drowning myself in this miserable mess with tears. Songs took on a whole new level of emotions; lyrics dawned on me, screaming out the anguish and hurt. But since it's genuine, of course it would hurt...

Took me awhile to get over you, but I don't want to lose you as a friend. Hopefully I'll be able to find some courage to start talking to you, catch up a bit about your university freshman life, but mainly just to keep in touch. If you are curious, I am studying diligently now, so you don't need to worry for me. Got IPPT Gold too, just yesterday only haha. Really had this urge to tell you of all people first, but I guess I was too timid, too shy, too afraid that you would not care. That your unintentional slow reply would make me feel I am annoying you. That you treat me less than what I want to. That I'm worth much much less than your friends.

Worth.less.

Maybe it might be because you are afraid to commit, afraid that you will suffer the pain again, afraid the end is not the lovely church chimes you so endear but the incessant quarrels you so fear. Maybe your heart remains locked to me, or anyone else for that matter. I so hope time will erode your fears, heal your heart, and learn to trust someone else with your heart once again.

I am pathetic to voice it out through my blog, perhaps you will see it perhaps you don't. All I want to say is good luck for your studies, stay healthy and be happy.

Deep in thought

Painful, but ill survive.
Regretful, but i tried.
Sorrowful, but i was happy.

They say everyone was born with a incomplete heart. That they will spend the rest of their lives searching, yearning and pining for the other part which they lack. Some do, some just don't. Sometimes the missing half is plain in sight, a common part of your daily life, so common... that you missed it. Sometimes the missing half is five hundred miles across the distant seas, yet you are able to discover your other half, simply because of a miraculous encounter given by none other than fate itself.

Our missing half is analogous to a missing puzzle piece; our lives, an incomplete puzzle picture. As life progresses, we try many different pieces - some with weird edges, some with seemingly perfect ridges, others not so perfect but we are willing to try anyway... Many a times, we find ourselves being with a puzzle piece we thought perfect, compatible, fitting, only to be left down when we unmask our eyes to the truth. The truth that he or she simply do not fit, no matter how much we painstakingly try to force it to fit. Then when the truth sets in, we are in denial, we refuse to accept it, we try and try again only to face failure again and again. Sometimes we take days to accept it, sometimes months, some people easily, some people never. These many incomplete puzzle pictures will simply continue to be empty, searching and searching for that one puzzle piece, that one that will finally and faithfully fit in, into our lives, into our hearts.

Maybe you were the wrong puzzle piece, maybe i was the wrong puzzle piece; we will never know. But someday somehow, should our puzzle piece take on a new shape, will we try to fit it in again?

Conquering the skies and the ocean

Past few days has been the most memorable time of my life. Well, if you noticed my photos on FB, then you would have already knew of the wacky shit I did. If not, here are the photos hahaha!!

Ride up the skies, where freedom beckons

Swag Puma heli

Gun, duh

So basically, I went on a aeroplane ride up the skies, with a superb view of Singapore. haha, not to mention that our pilot is a GEN(Ret) aka he knows lots of stories. pulled a few Gs, did neg G (for the layman to understand, its a roller coaster descend). Generally (AHAHA PUN) a well enjoyed day!

The subsequent day was spent dying at CMPB, when we decided to support our Navy counterparts by going to Vivo for lunch and a tour around RSS Providence Persistence. Kinda pulled strings to get onboard, given the fact that we were wearing our uniform which is somehow A**** clearance LOL. Took many photos, talked to high-flyers/big ranks (another pun, wow im getting better at this). Negotiated our way into the upper decks and motherboard, again the usefulness of being in NS. no, im kidding, one does not simply sit on a MRT seat even when the whole carriage is empty. Somehow, we are asked to be taken photos with too LOL, a great feeling knowing we are recognised and appreciated for our efforts.

Would have been an awesome end to my week had a fever not destroyed my chances of meeting her :(
oh well, get well soon, my dear!!

:)

YAY!