its' almost 10 days since my last update! omg omg, school's really been so busy that i don't have time to do alot of things now! oh well, it's the last year i have here anyway.

actually, i don't really know what to blog about! so many things go on all the time in school. good, bad, warm, cold, heartwrenching, comforting and all. i would really say that the last two weeks in school have been filled with so many countless emotions. so many things to think about, so many things to do, so many platforms to fall and pick myself up from.

i really just want to settle down, set everything right and get back on track now. set the tone for the rest of the year i guess. no more mistakes this year, theodore. no more mistakes.

anyway, today was a pretty random day

chem lesson was just pure random again (like every other chem lesson)

shoujian and kieran took joy in unzipping my whole pencil case! ahh D:

i finally saw natalie in school! haha.

irritated jonlim in the canteen!

trip to the museum was good (:

bumped in fiona and realised she cut her hair! (it's not bad okay!)

shanzhi is being random again (as always) lol!

went down to national museum with RE mates jarrell, rich, mchia, junsean and kenneth for the meeting with the curators today. mrs neoh said i looked stressed! hahaha but i was not (: the project sounds really fun! even when i chose to join the group for this project, i only like knew all the rough details and all but not all the specifics. but after hearing the plans the people had in mind, it sounds massive, challenging yet really fun! i hope i'm going to enjoy the whole course of this (: hahaha. now i'm grouped with jarrell and we have millions of readings to do from now till march! some of the readings sound scary D: hope for the best!


y'know, i'm being pretty confused now.
it's like, the pendulum seems to swing far too often.
maybe i looked too much into signs there never were.
maybe i didn't look hard enough.

or maybe i'm just thinking too much.
because.



time flies by;
spins the hand of the ageing clock
in accordance
with the clockwork mechanism
called age, years.

i'm back again,
at the place each year.
one up from the past
one down to the future
but for the present.

candles don't always represent age.
it's more of intangible hope,
the resounding voice of reassurance
of what the future bodes.
but does it?

never.theless.
another prayer made,
another wish blow into the sky,
another extinguishing of those flames.
were they of hope or despair?

it's you it's for.
the garden gate.
the crimson flames.
the hope and prayer.
maybe one day.

they say 16 is sweet.
i'll wait and see.