I am well traumatized by how awkward I looked in JC.
Someone please kill me zz.

So while I sit here, studying yet again for the next
(yet again) all-encompassingly significant examinations
(now wonderously called the finals) and listening to Pixie Lott's
THE FALL (TURN IT UP) - awesome song btw -
while all the idiotic JC1s and High Sch kids below 16 run around me,
(I extend my empathising out to all JC2s who are currently in the midst of e A'S),
the family has to embark on the annual unsavory tradition:
spring winter-cleaning.

It is the unavoidable dump-out before the biannual trip to a
cold-as-hell country. Three yrs back it was to the gorgeous UK,
two yrs back it was to friendly Xian (for me), pretty Japan (for everyone else) &
last year (dum dum dum - Singapore! XD)
This year due to many unexpected circumstances and many dallying, we're finally
going to a place close to heart.
( I stocked up on pretty winter paraphernalia before the month rolled by because I had
no idea whr we were going ! )
Yes, Iwill be going to the home of my ancestors - dum dum dum,
duh, CHINA!
It'd be great, I know it :D

I am indeed studying (and cursing at the thickness of textbooks as usual)
while the chaos of the world goes around me.
Much cheer :/

SOS - i'm calling out again!

Yes that.
Uni life is so not a breeze!
BITE THE CRUNCH

Change is inevitable but the sense of loss and unrootedness is quite ineffable.
To me at least.
The notion of time affirms the role of change - without it we will never achieve progress.
But there are some things one doesn't want to change,
and these are the things I fear I will lose over the horizon.