Dangerous Games

Everyday’s but just a game. Just play along.

Today was a good day. Loads of stuff done. Filed …

Today was a good day. Loads of stuff done.

Filed up all my notes and tutorials.
Went for all my classes.
Watched 2 webcasts that are long overdue. 2 more webcasts to go.

Played a few games of basketball.
Been scoring well lately.
Amazed my friends and even myself at the improvement.
Keep it up.

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January 31, 2007 Posted by | Uncategorized | Leave a comment

FINN: "You’re driving me crazy with the hovering. …

FINN: “You’re driving me crazy with the hovering.
MEREDITH: [sighs] “This could be a mistake. This. Us. You, you, you’re a really nice guy and well, you’re, you don’t want to get involved with me. If you knew me…”
FINN: “Scary.”
MEREDITH: “Finn-“
FINN: “And damaged. See, I told you.”

January 29, 2007 Posted by | Uncategorized | Leave a comment

If you knew this would be your last day on Earth. …

If you knew this would be your last day on Earth.
How would you like to spend it?

January 29, 2007 Posted by | Uncategorized | Leave a comment

Dota, Studies, Basketball, Sleeping and the FuFs…..

Dota, Studies, Basketball, Sleeping and the FuFs… IHG, Sheares, SMG, Ge Yao and all the other stuffs I’m involved in.

There’s something I have to leave behind in my life, even though I don’t want to. I have to believe it’s a matter of choice even though it’s not. I can’t. I know I can’t, though I should but I definitely do not want to.

We’re all broken chess pieces of a game called Life
constantly looking for a meaning in the game,
to know our role, to complete ourselves.

Maybe at a certain point in time,
all we need to do is take a step out of the square of the chess board we’re on.
Yes, let’s take the step. Someone’s walking in on the square I’m on.
Too many pieces standing on the same square makes it really uncomfortable.

Maybe someday you’ll walk in on my doorway again.
Till then, I’ll be content with my new found space,
and getting rid of the persistently irritating chess piece that follows me which ever step I take.

January 28, 2007 Posted by | Uncategorized | Leave a comment

Came back to hall and realised I have no idea wher…

Came back to hall and realised I have no idea where my matric card is. Good thing WeiJie was on his way to do his laundry. He opened the door for me and voila, back in Sheares Hall.

Ally wasn’t in her room, tried looking for Shyuan, not there, tried looking for XiangYing… Nope… not there… but good thing I saw ally’s slippers outside Serene’s door. Lost Reversi to Ally, then played Big2. Goofing around till YuanBin replied Ally. Why? Cos my phone went out of batt. Swee.

Still couldn’t find my card back at the FuFs, went back to Ally’s but ended up in Alex’s to watch Butterfly Effect.

Tried painting each other’s nails, but Ally being the smartest being on Earth, dropped the nail polish and it broke. So we had an adventure cleaning up the mess and continue painting nails. My parents are gonna disown me. Woot.

Time ta sleep soon.

January 27, 2007 Posted by | Uncategorized | Leave a comment

And so, I slept my day away. Again. Watched Grey’s…

And so, I slept my day away. Again.
Watched Grey’s Anatomy till 5.30am, slept till 7am. Had breakfast, slept from 8am again and yada yada yada dream yada yada.

Finally woke up at 5pm to know I gotta drive the volleyball girls down to the SRC. And from then on, it was endless driving till 10pm.

The life of an SMB driver.

Maybe we’re too nice. Maybe we’re giving in to every request. We answer to everyone’s transportation needs just because it’s IHG and we do have a lorry. We bring you places fast. You ask for it, we do it. And most of the times, it’s me and Joshua doing the driving. I’m not saying that the rest of them aren’t driving. Just that we do most of it.

And sometimes, you do feel taken for granted. Especially when you’re driving a whole team of players and no one wants to sit beside the driver.
Driving the lorry is lonely business.

And when the lorry has broken down, we try our best means to fix it. Yet some people call us and grief us why prior notice was not given that the lorry has broken down. Would I know that the lorry would break down?

Still, being taken for granted is the worse feeling.
When it seems like you’re always the one taking the step,
when you’re always the one making the extra effort,
when you’re always the one going the extra mile,
it makes you want to walk away from it.

Yet, some things are just too important for you to just simply walk away from.
So you just take the next step, and a next, and a next
and hope that someday you’ll find that you’re no longer walking alone.

January 26, 2007 Posted by | Uncategorized | Leave a comment

Who gets to say when the old ends and when the new…

Who gets to say when the old ends and when the new begins?
It’s not a date on the calendar. Not a birthday, not a New Year.
It’s an event, big or small, something that changes us.

Ideally, it gives us hope.
A new way of living and looking at the world.
Letting go of old habits, old memories.
What’s important is that we never stop believing that we can have a new beginning.

But it’s also important to remember that it made all the crap and a few things really worth holding on to.

January 26, 2007 Posted by | Uncategorized | Leave a comment

Season 2 Episode 10 Nice songs. Lifehouse – You a…

Season 2 Episode 10

Nice songs.
Lifehouse – You and Me
James Blunt – High

How do you know how much is too much?

Too much too soon?
Too much information?
Too much fun?
Too much love?
Too much to ask?
And when is it all just too much to bear?

January 25, 2007 Posted by | Uncategorized | Leave a comment

I got smacked on my face. Blood has been drawn but…

I got smacked on my face.
Blood has been drawn
but people around me are asking me not to take it personal.

So was it an accident?
No. It was not an accident.
I could see it in his eyes.
Every ounce of flesh that hit my face was filled with vengeance.

I will not retaliate for now
but neither will I back down.

Cross the line and I swear to you that blood will be shed.

January 25, 2007 Posted by | Uncategorized | Leave a comment

Yes… Cheryl has spoken yet again. And now, I’m t…

Yes… Cheryl has spoken yet again.
And now, I’m the epitome of plagiarism.
I’m the Meredith Grey because I quote her word for word.
I’m not deep because the words never came from my mouth or my own mind.

I beg to differ.

January 23, 2007 Posted by | Uncategorized | Leave a comment