Yes I'm moving somewhere else. BYE:D
Of course you can find me again somewhere if you set your heart to it. I didn't just totally remove my blog like someone else hmmm.

Let this day be remembered as the day we took our Econs Paper 2 exam.
And the day that everyone started screaming.

Not sure if that means I'd get really bad as well. This is the subject I constantly can't seem to grasp the marks of. Hence the lack of feelings for myself for that matter.
But tis truly the season I'm feeling sad for all my friends out there who are screaming. I feel so angry that they are feeling bad. I want to love all of them more. But there's nothing much all of us can do anyway. Don't be sad kay!

So onwards we march to Physics. The shuffling will get terribly loud I suppose.

是那个把它放在钱包里的人。还是那个把它放在心里面的人?
是那个在痛苦之中学会勇敢的人。还是那个在微笑下眼里留下残局的人？
是那个四处张望，期盼回应的人。还是那个默默坐着，用秘密的心情继续一切的人？
走第一种人容易。还是做第二种人更难？

我要学会，变成第二个。

Exact quote forgotten, but...
"Let me tell you how the A level A level paper is like okay. [He meant the UK one] They had one question in which they showed you the clock, and you were supposed to write down the time that appears on it"
Get the point?:D

北卡终于重生了！是个值得庆祝的事情。
中学的时候好喜欢看他们的杂志，里面的故事也很有创意！
希望能继续加油！

We remember! I'm so happy that he actually remembers, two and half years later, even if it's just on cyberspace.

It's the official last day of school.

I think it's not exactly the time of the year for me to get all sentimental yet, since we've all got compulsory mock papers and a collective exam to fight for, but it's a good chance to express some gratitude.
Thank you 6i. For being the fun and emotional one hell of a ride.
We've all grown from staring at Junwen being soaked in his shirt of sweat to ignoring even his complete baring of chest in class. We've all grown from gawking at Kenneth's aptitude at sick interpretations to getting entirely polluted. And yes, we know his favourite underwear colour is baby blue. We did not want to know that actually.
We've all accepted Desmond and Tying's entirely inhuman capabilities at Math. We've all grown immune to Sihan's imbaness at everything, and still failed to steal any of his precious brain cells. We've all probably rolled our eyes at a particular someone who professed his full capability after a certain physics paper, and laughed at his archrival's total expression of 'fake' annoyance thereafter. We all know who's the mugger of all muggers, and the perfect way of suanning him has something to do with liverpool. And nobody else probably idolises Sihan more than he does.
We've all associated Cheryl with Johnny Walker, or at least heard of similar associations to star wars etc. We've all called Yingying Ahma or Nainai. We've probably all called Bhong the fat one once in our life times, and suaned Quah's pizza at least once.
We've all laughed at xt's capability to randomly poke her head into conversations and fish for information. We all know Dharsh's 'dyslexia', and yes it probably has something to do with hanging around too much with another individual who walks into all sorts of things right in front of her, including glass and doors. We are probably all guilty as inaction-ers towards Zhuyi's total racial discrimination against our dear ct rep. We all know that when a certain individual who's one year (or two or three years) younger than us is absent for class he's probably not really having a flu.
We've all heard of a certain Kay promote her family and herself, and a certain Tan sayang and getting sayanged. We've all understood the special meaning behind strawberries, oranges, and even angels. We all known that our treasurer is in a sentimental single gender relationship with the last of our index numbers. We've probably all understood the full meaning behind Pingfang and Daryl's DATEeve bonding and the covalent bonds between Bixue and Junwen.
We've all grown from hating each other at times to acceptance and love. We've all probably gotta closer in the last few months than many days in the beginning. We've not entirely cried together, but we have definitely laughed together in utter madness upon many occasions. We are proudly bred by a moe scholar who happens to be a harvard alumni, a chem tutor who uses balloons to 'terrorize' his students, a multitude of econs teachers, three pregnant ladies (See lah Kenneth too much sex education), a mother of four that we all love, and a would be mother that seems to be born to be a teacher. We are in your gratitude (mostly).

But mainly I thank you 6i, for just being there. I just simply can't bear to thank you enough.

I listen to them sharpening their blades against the moon, the sound of crisp metal agitating stone.
I hear them breathing the air heavy, muscles tensed like lions wary.
I detect flags slapping the cold night, slicing the wind like animals' hide.
It may not yet be the time, but it will and when it will, we will conquer, heart in our throats, eyes on our feet, and lives set in the sky. For we shall remain in eternity, like sapphires, even if it is only in our own eternity.

One month. The eve.

For the longest of times, I wanted to know someone that can truly share all my passions. I've found people who share a bit here and a bit there, and even someone who shares a load of it.
But I still don't think I've found 'the one' yet. Someone who likes the same war films, who likes all the guzhuangxi, who loves history, who likes the queer books (or maybe not so queer), who likes to observe human behaviour, who likes to do outrageous things in the middle of nowhere with me, who likes to listen to film soundtracks, who likes chinese novels, who understands science, but adore the arts...
I've been trying hard to develop all ways of communicating with all kinds of people, you need to understand a bit of manga, a bit of games, a bit of english music, a bit of chinese there, I find more things that I like, and go further away from finding someone that can truly share all of these things in their summation. I think I'm looking for a sense of fulfillment, a sense of mutual understanding and excitement for something that you rarely find someone else mad about with you. Is my frequency so hard to tune to?
))):