I always have this problem with spelling “diahorrea” correctly. See, the red ziggy line is underlining that word now. But screw it. You are smart enough to understand that word anyway, right? After all, everyone’s been through that before. Tsk.
I know. The paragraph above’s crap but hey, I realize I haven’t been writing here for a few months ! Gasp! What happened to the initial ambition to make this blog a daily one? Guess it didn’t happen and the question is WHY ?
If you expect some “oh…I don’t wanna write so that some people I hate won’t see what I have been thinking about” reasons, nah, you are wrong. It’s just because I have been too busy to sit down and reflect. Like you know, reflect? The only thing arts students are supposed to do when they read their readings, reflect? =D
Actually, I have no idea what I am busy with. Time just…(I am trying to find a word to replace ‘flies’ but screw it) FLIES ! 4 X tuition + Sunday radio program + classes + exercise + Korean Drama Queen Sandeok on Channel 55 every night = my average schedule every week. Throw in the 5 term papers + Interpretive Sociology Presentation + a mega gig at Zirca and (hopefully) a 5 day seminar with National Youth Council + ISM ….ok…now I know where my time is going to. Yea !
But lately, I have been reluctant to throw in my maximum effort into studies. Well actually, I have never done so. Studying smart has always been my strategy since Year 1 and shall remain to be so for the last 2 months of my career as an undergrad. Man, typing that phrase makes me shiver. I am finally graduating and if I started reminiscing the good time I have had in NUS since last semester, then this semester has been pretty intense in the memory and sweet recollections department.
I believe I am now afraid of the extra amount of time I will have at hand when I graduate on 6th May 2010. So afraid that I am now planning things ahead to keep me occupied. Gosh, I will miss the whole ‘critical thinking’ shit…not that it hasn’t empowered me for life…just that after spending 4 years of being critical, the mind simply gets used to thinking …well..critically ! So imagine it going ‘content-less’ upon graduation. Scary or a form of relief ?
Anyway, the future shines brightly ahead for me simply because I want it to be so and therefore, based on the law of attraction, it shall be so. Many things ahead of me, all exciting and refreshing attempts.
As of now, I can’t wait to graduate but at the same time, I am becoming increasingly sentimental about the school and my department, classmates etc. I hate this tension. Yet I enjoy the pain it brings.
Sadistic, eh?




