Sunday, February 25, 2007
I knew we would build a new world, a world of hope forever after
Look where we are, we've come so far, theres still a long long way to go
This world that we have built up is crashing. This path of brotherhood that we have carved out is splitting. Why can't ppl stop niaoing...
Remember the days, we set out together with faith,
remeber the times so fine that we thought that nth could stand in our way
The times are almost gone and forgotten, but we still remember. Others forget, or disregard them. The hard truth is bared in our faces. We are dividing apart from a part.
So much to do, so much we can contribute
by sharing just a little love, we'll start again anew
so why dont we try, if we stand side by side
Who's trying? Even if we have tried, its a total failure. There is indeed so much to do, everyone got his own committments, and there is so much we can contribute. But are we willing to?
Enough talk. My HRP topic is some abstract theory which is taking a toll on my brain cells. The philosophy behind it is complex, somemore research of its effects in Singapore is minimal. SMP work is looming ahead, and homework and projects are flooding back aft the CNY break.
NLB is big big big. Jurong regional library is just big. For the dear people who haven't gone there yet, you ought to. Resources abound, but too much until you dont noe what to look for. The reference part resides in dead silence. Dan and I talk in vague voices the librarian ask us keep our volume down. Zzz.
Arm got whacked against sliding door because i chased my poor greedy dog as he leaps thru the opening in the doors, sprints faster than me (okay im slow) and pokes his head into the dustbin for food. Now my elbow is aching and i cant bend my arm without excruciating pain. That was slightly exaggerated though~
*OI I FEED MY DOG AND I DONT TORTURE IT, JUST THAT HE IS GREEDY. NO GROUND FOR SOMEONE~ TO ACCUSE ME =P
Endured till
12:17 AM
With my rifle and my brothers and me~
