the back view of you..
thurs : the meeting with the post doc student only took 1/2 an hour.. crashed perfume n cosmetics lect with shim dawn cheryl n nik.. rained like crazy..
sprang celia a surprise or attempted to.. when all our efforts went down the drain due to the lousy architecture of the computing faculty.. *sigh* nonetheless.. about 10 of us gathered tog to celebrate celia's 22nd! :) yummy sweet secrets cake~ lepaked at spin's at uni hall for bout 2 hours den a few of us went to hell for lunch n den to the lib to mug.. yeah.. pseudo-mugging i would say..
fri : boring boring lectures.. come to think of it.. im somewhat regretting taking physio hormones.. it aint that easy.. really a lot of material to cover.. (and i must cover 10 chapters by tues coz poor jen has a test on valentine's dae.. *sob*) studied a lil while with jt after sch b4 heading down to clarke quay for wine tasting tog with korkor n dasao.. memories of the times with *you just came rushing back in as i reminisced about that day when we drove all over niagara falls to vineyards and even had my first wine tasting lesson.. heh.. yes my dear.. i miss you..
chilled at nite for a while.. den had fun driving home late at nite with few cars around.. hitting up til 140 km/h.. i just hope there was no tp.. otherwise im fucked..
gazing at the back view of someone playing the guitar in a dimly lit room could actually trigger the melancholy me.. just from the back view.. i saw a troubled mind.. a struggling heart.. a person almost in despair.. but there's no one to turn to.. just a soul seeking solace with a guitar.. as though that's the only thing keeping himself sane thru all the turmoil.. not all problems can be solved.. yet not everything in this world is about money.. sigh.. the part and parcels of life..
