Hi Friends,

My thousandth apologies. I've been.. *place my hand at my nose* up to here! There seems to be endless things to do these 2 weeks, and I really find it hard blogging.

Firstly, I would like to tell you ALL something. I'm not sad or feeling down. In fact, I think I can proudly say, in all these madness of studying in a system as where I am, and also ALL the things I am doing, have to do, and will be doing, I'm generally happy.

Secondly, I'm happy cause I am not going to allow my work to run my emotions for me. I'm happy because I do not live for my work, nor my grades. I'm happy because in all the rush and fuss, I need who my friends are, and how they have been supporting me through.

I see you.

Your constant encouragement for me to pen something here. (You know, I've got an affinity to write 'pen' with a double 'n' and delight with a double 't'. I think it sounds nicer!)

Your constant reminder that you often come to my site; and realise that I haven't updated, and leave disappointed. I feel so bad. I just wish I could clear my mind, still my heart, and pen something that would lift your spirits and encourage your being.

I've got good news. My Semester is closing in 2 weeks. After 16 weeks of bringing myself through an (actually) interesting monotony of life, I sure have alot to say.

Thanks for coming, and as Shakespeare would put it, and I can only humbly rephrase,

"what here shall miss, my toil (of my running fingers) shall strive to mend."

"Teamwork is seen in the fact that different people are assigned different things, to get done at the same time. But Team Spirit can only be truly seen when we all help each other run the same mile." - Mun

"If we share the same vision, catch the same passion;
we'll live the same dreams."

Where are you?

A chilly night,
As the wind blows against my closed windows,
The rain mergers into the ground,
My phones beside me,
The door ajar.

The wait,
Torment on a worried heart,
Locks a promised love,
Hidden away from prying eyes,
Held in your hands.

A playing stereo,
On deaf ears singing,
With melodious monotone,
The hum of cold love,
My dead phones.

Awaiting the rings,
Bursting with cheerfulness,
Sharing the stress,
Soothing the pains,
Conquering with love.

I'm here waiting.