Weird sleeping hours at 5am in the morning and waking up at 12+pm to go for lessons.
Is this what I am going to face for the remainin years of my university life?
I hate playing guessing games. I hate it when I am being nice but the person does not show even the slighest acknowledgement to my attempt at being friendly. I have gotten over it, haven't you? Maybe I haven't. Because I went back that day, I spent the whole afternoon in a dream about you. When I haven't dreamt for a bloody long time. *sulks* That is it. I quit. Not going to be a silly girl again. Not going to bang on a door that will not open to me.
I hate being unappreciated. End of story.
New friends, curiousity triggered. Because you are so funny to talk to, unexpectedly.
Supper at Bukit Timah - Teochew porridge with superb side dishes. Mmmmmm~ On my way back I was wondering: life spent like this with the Sports Club people, how would it be if I ever move to a new environment next semester? Are they going to be conveniently forgotten while I am once again too caught up in my new life? I met a few great friends from Neutron, from Sports Club..it is sad to see everybody unable to catch up with one another simply because of other commitments in their lives. Will the same happen to 25th MC? Because I am definitely not going to re-run again unless I don't get a hall to stay. Many nights spent with Sharon/Sean/Sueann/ZY/Sha-k/Tuul/Tong etc..bathing times with Sharon..how many stories I got to hear just by hanging around..will these be left as part of my memories of uni life?
Scattered memories drift through the air, whilst I stumble through my life. But I know as busy as I chose my life to be, I will never regret it for its variety - as compared to those who simply go to school, attend lessons, go home..and repeat the damn sequence over and over again.
"You were meant for me" - something I do not dare believe any longer. Because I'm afraid to.
Thanks Darren, for listening. Though I wanted to whine somemore, but there is no use going on and on about such things.
Is this what I am going to face for the remainin years of my university life?
I hate playing guessing games. I hate it when I am being nice but the person does not show even the slighest acknowledgement to my attempt at being friendly. I have gotten over it, haven't you? Maybe I haven't. Because I went back that day, I spent the whole afternoon in a dream about you. When I haven't dreamt for a bloody long time. *sulks* That is it. I quit. Not going to be a silly girl again. Not going to bang on a door that will not open to me.
I hate being unappreciated. End of story.
New friends, curiousity triggered. Because you are so funny to talk to, unexpectedly.
Supper at Bukit Timah - Teochew porridge with superb side dishes. Mmmmmm~ On my way back I was wondering: life spent like this with the Sports Club people, how would it be if I ever move to a new environment next semester? Are they going to be conveniently forgotten while I am once again too caught up in my new life? I met a few great friends from Neutron, from Sports Club..it is sad to see everybody unable to catch up with one another simply because of other commitments in their lives. Will the same happen to 25th MC? Because I am definitely not going to re-run again unless I don't get a hall to stay. Many nights spent with Sharon/Sean/Sueann/ZY/Sha-k/Tuul/Tong etc..bathing times with Sharon..how many stories I got to hear just by hanging around..will these be left as part of my memories of uni life?
Scattered memories drift through the air, whilst I stumble through my life. But I know as busy as I chose my life to be, I will never regret it for its variety - as compared to those who simply go to school, attend lessons, go home..and repeat the damn sequence over and over again.
"You were meant for me" - something I do not dare believe any longer. Because I'm afraid to.
Thanks Darren, for listening. Though I wanted to whine somemore, but there is no use going on and on about such things.