Been very nostalgic lately. The blues of stepping down- anyone who has grown attached to their PDPs during the course of this two years ought to be in that shade color. BLUE BLUE. Emo posts all over the place didn't help much but to aggravate it. Not bombarding them, but rather it really makes the feelings even stronger. Alpha HC blog for one has lots of memories which really really really evoke a lot of memories tracing moments. That, was just to name one of the many. 

No matter how many times I whined, no matters how willing I am, the world continues to advance at that pace it had set for itself millions of years ago. Learn to accept and apply one of my most-loved self-derived quote: sad that it ended; glad that it happened. 

I think I said so many times already, but no harm repeating it again. I used to dread my decision of coming to TJC, especially after so many set backs that almost convinced a high flyer that acing all subjects would be very unlikely. Then came a turning point in life where I realise the significance of this non-academic part. If I had gone into poly, I think I would have missed a big chunk of my life, a really big one! 2008-2009 was indeed the most happening phase in my life. 16th Alpha House Committee, SLCs groups, Alpha cheerleading, K9kulture, all are my love love.

Either I'm too sensitive or that I'm too petty. Regardless if whether that's a joke, didn't feel good at all upon hearing that. The feeling of not needed, of being replaced, of hm... It's time to move on I guess.

Got this photo online. Old photos always have the soothing effect and the nostalgic factor no matter how no link they are to the memories. A rusted bike against a spoilt old backdrop- how about the good old times? 

Alright, I drew this. Shall adopt a new approach for my blog. A picture speaks a thousand words. Secondary 2 times, a teacher told me to learn to stop at certain instance of life to appreciate the roses around us. Indeed, it's so much truer when I tried doing it myself. Fragrance and beauty! 

As I look back the many miles that I've covered, I begin to wonder deep down how far have I come? 525600 minutes, how do I measure a year of the life; how do I measure the the happenings of a journey. In laughters, in smiles, in companionship, in chit chats, in love, in glory, IN MEMORIES. (Seasons of love)