o5s28

Nonsensical Blabberings.

And so here we are.

In the quietness of the night. Solitude of the blog.

Another step closer to the piece of paper that decides our fate for remaining 70-80 plus years; a pretty conservative estimate i'll say. Maybe not many of us really thought of what happens henceforth; after we get that piece of paper.

Separate paths of course. And its nothing like secondary-to-college kind of shift; its a shift of immense magnitude, especially for the guys when the boys turn into men. Girls, fortunately, get the chance to remain bonded. Guys, well... let's say it takes a lot of luck for us to stay bonded.

Pretty strange to be saying this now, a good 8 months from the break. But 8 months, as we all can now understand, is nowhere close to abundance. It will, in 2 days time, become more hectic. A strictly increasing graph for a work-time graph; perhaps an increasing graph with one turning point then back to increasing for a stress-time graph; and most certainly, a straight line, negative gradient graph to represent the amt of time left.

Time is short. Scarce, i see it as. Cherish the times we have here, in the remaining 2 days of holidays(which is the last that we can enjoy); for the guys, cherish our childishness, for we will have to abandon these in a few months time; for the girls, play along with the guys? Hahahz...




From the beginning, i saw the class as a whole; really united, really bonded. But as time flies, i see the glitches within. That things are not like they seem to be. The cliques are still there, the outings are still the same old people attending, the clash of personalities within, this class blog, patronised(note past tense) by the rare few who bothered but now, left to silence's embrace...

No finger-pointing here, just a general outlook at the class. But then again, which of these problems had failed to exist in any class? I guess when you love something, your expectations rise up to a level that reality cannot withstand. That's why i saw the very little differences that i would have never seen. The perils of growing is that reality seeps into you faster than you think; in the young days, you never knew sarcasm, how to read between lines. You grow up, suddenly every sentence spoken has so much space in between them. then you get botherd by it. That's the problem i see here; overly-high sensitivities for some, while some just plain insensitive.

I am not asking for people to change what they are. Not totally, but this is only for the good of ourselves. Already, external threats are forcing us to the edge, why should we add on to the pressure from within? History taught us that a country bounded by external threats and internal strife will not hold out. And so it will be the case if we now turn onto each other.

These 'problems', we know who made these. Who but ourselves? Because we are all responsible to the class. So, to make the remaining months of our college life meaningful, we need everyone to work together. It really doesn't take much you know? Just a little bit of optimism, a little bit of endurance, a little bit of open-mindedness... It is possible, if we believe.

I have a lot to learn. We do. And we are far from learning it all.




Let us enjoy the grandeur of holidays while we can, its beauty, the happiness it brings. Then after this, we get ready to support each other.

For the dark armies of reality lies ahead, its swords drawn, arrows readied.



放弃也是种执著；只要你相信。
墨守成规也是种改变；只要你相信。
丑陋也是种美；　只要你相信。
因为只要你相信，任何不可能都会变成一种可能性。

posted by 05s28 @ 1:25 AM