3:40
this entry is not bout spoofing royston tan's 4:30, but well, it is almost the same thing lah. About not sleeping in the wee hours of the morning.
Twisted and turned on bed for half an hour earlier, and realised that i can't get to sleep. Darn, shouldn't have made green tea before sleeping. Now i can't sleep, nor study. But this special state of mind gives me the ability to think.
I realised that I have yet to play the piano for more than a month. It used to be an outlet for me for my emotions and thoughts. I guess i was too busy with project deadlines and stuff. Or have i found another outlet without knowing?
The other day, I was looking at the list of people who will be going for SEP next semester. I realise that it contains names of certain people whom i have grown close to during this sem, whom I guess, I will miss their presence sorely next semester.
It is a wonder what hall life can do to people. You could meet so many people, make so many friends, be close to people whom you never thought you would be close with on day 1. Meal times used to be a individual affair. It will be a group affair if you bump into people in the dining hall. Now, everyone will just "jio" everyone else.
It used to be cliques mixing among cliques. now the cliques are breaking, barriers dropping to form a big group.
Perhapas this is the honeymoon period, where everything is new and fresh to us, where we enjoy the social life found in hall and the bonds and friendship that were made. Perhaps we have yet to see the politics and the ugly side of all these, and for some strange reason, I tend to believe that it exists and our seniors are hiding it from us for some good reasons.
And the realities of separation will sink in eventually. Other than those going for SEP, there will always be people who are burned out, had enough of hall life, move out of hall life, don't have enough points to stay on for hall. And of course, the final years leaving us.
I guess that's why the final years look at us year ones with so much joy. Perhaps it remind them of the good old days where everything was still fresh and new, where we were all innocent. Just as how we cherish and smile when we look at babies and children - their innocence simply reminds us of the things that made us happy - which we have forgotten about and lost.
"Oh My Sleeping Child,
The World so wide,
but you build your own, paradise.
That's one reason why,
I cover you Sleeping Child"
- "Sleeping Child", Micheal Learns to Rock.
Perhaps that's why.
PS If you want me to link ur blog here, tag me with ur blog add pls.
Twisted and turned on bed for half an hour earlier, and realised that i can't get to sleep. Darn, shouldn't have made green tea before sleeping. Now i can't sleep, nor study. But this special state of mind gives me the ability to think.
I realised that I have yet to play the piano for more than a month. It used to be an outlet for me for my emotions and thoughts. I guess i was too busy with project deadlines and stuff. Or have i found another outlet without knowing?
The other day, I was looking at the list of people who will be going for SEP next semester. I realise that it contains names of certain people whom i have grown close to during this sem, whom I guess, I will miss their presence sorely next semester.
It is a wonder what hall life can do to people. You could meet so many people, make so many friends, be close to people whom you never thought you would be close with on day 1. Meal times used to be a individual affair. It will be a group affair if you bump into people in the dining hall. Now, everyone will just "jio" everyone else.
It used to be cliques mixing among cliques. now the cliques are breaking, barriers dropping to form a big group.
Perhapas this is the honeymoon period, where everything is new and fresh to us, where we enjoy the social life found in hall and the bonds and friendship that were made. Perhaps we have yet to see the politics and the ugly side of all these, and for some strange reason, I tend to believe that it exists and our seniors are hiding it from us for some good reasons.
And the realities of separation will sink in eventually. Other than those going for SEP, there will always be people who are burned out, had enough of hall life, move out of hall life, don't have enough points to stay on for hall. And of course, the final years leaving us.
I guess that's why the final years look at us year ones with so much joy. Perhaps it remind them of the good old days where everything was still fresh and new, where we were all innocent. Just as how we cherish and smile when we look at babies and children - their innocence simply reminds us of the things that made us happy - which we have forgotten about and lost.
"Oh My Sleeping Child,
The World so wide,
but you build your own, paradise.
That's one reason why,
I cover you Sleeping Child"
- "Sleeping Child", Micheal Learns to Rock.
Perhaps that's why.
PS If you want me to link ur blog here, tag me with ur blog add pls.
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3:45 AM
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