Posts Tagged ‘Love’

Crush

Kinda sums it up. How?

Seize the moment… (Trepidation)

…lest it slip away.

I should really heed what my inner conscience is telling me. I just can’t muster the courage to release myself down that path. I guess it is a rather significant undertaking, and you know me, I am as terrified of disappointment as any one of you lonely hearts out there.

Oh well.

Ah la la la la la life is wonderful…

And it takes no time to fall in love
But it takes you years to know what love is

Jason Mraz- Life is Wonderful

Apt, quaint and succint. If only more people would take the time to stop and reflect on what these simple words mean and imply, myself notwithstanding.

The emotional rollercoaster cascaded down on top of me today like a torrent. Anxiety, apprehension, disappointment, affection, rejection und so weiter… Is this ever going to end. This onslaught of emotions seems to have evolved into a daily occurrence! Depending on my mood, the weather, my friends and a whole host of other factors, the right or wrong combination of class, cca, friends, ogs and myself most importantly mesh to provide a whole host of highs and lows.

Class today was nominal, routine and oh so boring, so much so that nothing was worth blogging about. Chorale was a different story altogether. Somehow today everything seemed to click. My breathing improved tremendously (though Chris still thinks otherwise, thanks for the vote of confidence :D ), I managed to keep up with the rest of the Chorale, and we sang such meaningful songs today!

However, the day was also wrought with sadness and disappointment. A close friend decided to quit German today, further throwing my future with the subject into jeopardy. There is no questioning my love of the language, it is indescribable and ceaseless, yet when I take my grades into consideration, I have serious doubts as to whether I would be able the consistently score and attain the supremely high expectations I have of myself.

Why does it always have to come to this? A toss-up between ones’ passions and ones’ talents, between love and function. Why is nothing ever plain and simple like the movement of the planets or the ticking of a clock? Why does life seem to derive satisfaction from injecting dilemmas into every corner of our existence?

So many decisions to make, so many impressions to correct, so many hearts to set straight, so little space in my extremely limited mind!

Forgive me while I take some time to contemplate…

Emotional rojak…

These two words tend to sum up what RJ has been like so far. Being surrounded by the fairer sex for the first time in a long time is uncomfortable to say the least. Thankfully for me, I have had the privelage and pleasure of being a member of a great OG and a rather lively class. I love my OG, seriously. They are all so nice people, and enthu, and heart-warming. The few times I get to interact with them are the highlights of any day.

I don’t know what it is about RJ, everyday I feel emo + happy + sad + excited, and I never want to go home, which gets my parents rather pissed. To think I used to scoff at Choon (sorry dude) coming home so late. But at RJ, you get the sudden urge to socialise!

Today was rather nominal. I got through physics without completing the tutorial (not due to tardiness but a complete non-understanding of base units), and we finally received word of the mysterious RJC building challenge: Trebuchets! That will be something to look forward to. Oh yeah, we finally completed the first Math chapter, so thank god knows who, no more “Here in this case!”

Well I had sectionals after school, and for those who aren’t well informed, I’m one of four J1 tenors, of which two turned up. So basically it was me, the guy from River Valley and two J2, one of whom happened to be our chorale chair… So they were really nice, but it was nerve racking with so few people in the room. We went through Warm Up, as it was the only simple score we had available as (stupid me) I had forgotten mine. Takeaway: My pitching should be fine (I think), but gosh, I have no rhythm! Hopefully, just hopefully, this venture into Chorale turns out to be the right choice. It seems ok so far, and there are untold benefits of being in Chorale, beyond just the joy of indulging in my passion.

So, after Chorale, silly me, I go help out at HH fixtures! Gah, as if I’m not getting home late enough! Still, it was enjoyable, and I discovered that my productivity at churning out cut clock hands was proportionate to how much I sang while cutting! Too bad Eugene was there to ruin everyone’s day with lame softball jokes when I was talking about pitching, argh! We finally completed everything we set out to do, including a white horse that originally looked like a mug with a broken handle, which after some magical touches by yours truly, turned into a magnificent representation of our beloved Hadley Hullett!

Speaking of Hadley Hullett, the blog is almost breaking 300 unique hits in just 36 hours! Keep it up guys! For those less acquainted: http://hhrulez.blogspot.com/

So after we were finally done with the fixtures, it was late enough to stay out for dinner. Ended up with Eugene and a new friend, also a friend of Jong’s and the self declared photoshopnoob (I would think otherwise) who designed the Happy Hour banner, Huiwen. So I finally reached home at like 9.30, and tutorials were the last thing from my mind. So guess what happened next! Yay, I decided to start a blog. Hopefully this one works, and people actually read it.

Gah and my heart is still fluttering, very much uncertainly…

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I am

just a teenage guy, serving his nation, biding his time, seeking companionship and revelling in the company of great friends.