architect of dreams.

I will always remember the overseas trips I've missed, the dinners I've skipped, the many social invitations I declined and the time with family I regretfully postponed for days after another just for assignments and exams I am always poorly prepared for.

But scoring As and even over the 90 mark are phenomenons that I've not experienced since I was fourteen, and it makes me dwell in glorious moments of my yesteryears, that I topped in many aspects of my academic and social life. While I looked back in depair and regret, I always reminded myself its never too late to pove myself again.

My current grades, although far from my ideals, justified these sacrifices that I've made, for a better future and personal educational gains. Or so I think.

I have plans for my future, yet, nothing has been materialised. It made me recognise the fact that luck and opportunities are more realistic than anything I have projected, and none of those were inputs in my equations. I sincerely hope the future I have imagined would turn out the way it should be, otherwise, I would just be pointlessly, at best, an architect of dreams.

While I slog to complete my assignment right now, part of my being wanders aimlessly at the social events that I can join again, as soon as I finish this. *sigh*

good luck to me struggling to get past this x-bar theory.

Polaroids

I'm glad we kept in touch. Its been a decade, yet it feels like we just met yesterday. I cant stop laughing, I cant stop thinking how awesome our next meeting would be. Your winning personality, like how I've always advertised you, is gold. Though we've met up only three times, I am thankful that despite your busy schedules I can still fit in somewhere.

I'm happy enough, that I'm still part of your photo album.

P.S: Project Hotcake may fail. I'm gluttony. I must order Big bowl pork mee sua. But I'm hopeful still. 3 more months. Till then/next year, you will be missed.

I will conquer skype someday. technology is still the bane of my life. HAHA.

it will be life-changing.

Just back from Hong Kong last night & i slept like a log. Sleep is forever insufficient but waking up seems like a daily burden from now on. Work + studies is going to drain me of the every last bit of energy I might have. yet, I can't seem to let go of the good $$.

For now, I have to get back to work on my two essays which are semi-done in my head but the words just dont seem to flow on the computer. rummaging through books to substantiate my points seems like a pointless copy and paste activity and is getting me nowhere. Its a problem when this module is so easy to understand & its hard to simplify something which is so simple already. Having said that, I certainly do not wish to have anything harder. This paradox intrigues me every time I think about it.

About the trip....
I love my steals, especially my super expensive ralph lauren scarf. I love my winnings from macau, it covered 1/3 of my expenses. I appreciate the company I had. Though the time there was maximised pretty extensively, I certainly do not look forward to such a rushed itinerary again. What was most memorable was two sore feet & an aching stretched muscle on my hip. I believe with a better ability to finance myself, overseas shopping experiences will improve. :(

& i will want boyfriend to be there to walk with me, carry my loots, share some fries, plaster my wounds & hug me when I feel alienated. My next trip will feature him. definitely.

After monday, I'm certain my path would be life changing. I'm hoping for the best. wish me luck.