*gasps. today is coming to a close. or rather another week has just come to a past. there's like so many emotions i'm trying to cope with. at times like the savage garden song, "2 beds and a coffee machine". once again, i'm thinking of the line "i wonder how i got this far".

one moment i was dealing with being not able to do the things that i really wanted to. but its ok took the alternative. school's in, school's started on monday. right after the aftermath of grandma's leaving. not that it done great damage (minimally) but what's definite, it was a faraway warning of what it feels like of what it feels like losing someone who actually was like a piece of jigsaw piece in your picture but suddenly left. can't do anything but at the end of the day, but what you can thank God that He has provided things like time, and I know He'll keep watching me. while i continue wondering, pondering on a lot of lessons and things and issues and just be reminded of the fact of how good He is. Has been, still is and i believe still gonna be.

now, i'm trying to get used to school. i'm just shaking at my head at just lately how much of bumps there are. arhahar, getting used to school life isn't hard. but life's hard when the people around tend to be more indulged in their own activities. arhhar, its hard to try to get out there and get to know more people for who they really are and not who they seem to be. but i guess and can only hope things should get better i think arhhaar. starting of school tends to be sooo. boring. arhahar. one moment back in secondary school i'm studying in the west area, then come again poly, i'm shifted to the east. and now, i'm back in the west. i laugh as a matter of fact that ahahar, my used-to-be work area has now become my school area. arhahar. damn interesting. and i still laugh about it everyday as i set my way off to school. it brings back alot alot. of fresh memories especially of the hawker centre, the buble tea stall, the hang ten stall. dots. arhahar, walking down to the bus stop to take 188 back home. everything. is a mix of memories from the time of work to the time of the has beens spent time over at clementi cc. with the has beens.

harhar. emotions piles up, i get to school i'll think of the time spent with all the people especially like yiling and pei lian arhhar. the people who could stand my nonsense. jayson. arhahar. then at lectures how the familiar faces and the common jokes and nonsenses around. winnie's giggles ahrahar. i sit in the new lecture theatres and i just laugh to myself at times, how all these things i've apparently seem to thought i wouldn't miss my poly times. but i do arhahar. :) yar, joyce should just quit bothering trying to delude herself. the familiar things that i do like conversing in chinese. though my chinese is crap, i rarely do it now. arhhar to lame in chinese or english, i rarely do it now. arhahar. no one shou enough to really do all those stuff. i'm literally waiting for lyn and janna to come into schoool and add some life to the monotony of school. i'm just so waiting to snap out of this mundane life and try to add some spice and juice into it.

anyway, i wanted to share some pictures i've taken up but blogger isn't allowing me to upload. the rough sketches. i might go in depth. i might not bother. :) thing i'm looking forward to. jacky cheung's concert. to see him in person to the person i respect. for knowing how to turn his life's pains into one of life's learning point, and make the most out of life. kudos. and uncle henry to get well ;) and to the 100001 things on my head. i need rest. God bless.