Feels like it is happening again. All too familiar.

Counting down to another

A couple of things.

Randy Pausch has passed away. Quite an inspiration I would say. If you have missed it, go get his book. It is better than his online last lecture on Youtube. I know. I saw both.

The Dark Knight rocks. As much as I am big fan of the original Michael Keaton Jack Nicholson pair, I have to say Heath Ledger is darn good. Quite a pity he can't get out character.

I was quite hesitant about bringing this here. But I guess there should be a prelude. If you ever get to see thisAn abstract of what I wrote a couple of weeks back but I didn't post it anywhere. "... I have no idea how you felt about the entire issue. I never asked I guess. Perhaps some of me wanted to know, yet I held back asking. Don't ask me why I didn't ask. I advocate the idea of people telling you things that they want to tell you. I am sure if they want to, they would tell you. You don't have to ask too explicitly. I am sure you would have known that by now. We may have experimented with certain stuffs along the way, but I realised it was not meant to be. The air should have been cleared some time ago ... "

Time to hit the sack.

Awe

Never belittle the power of emotions. In a span of 4 days, I witnessed its many manifestations.

If you were in my shoes, what would you have done?

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On a separate occasion, I think I might have gone too far.

Revisiting

Hellboy 2 was much better than 1 imo.



Have you ever felt your heart cringe? You know, that little squeeze. If so, have you counted, ever, how many times have it happened? I didn't. But I know recently, I feel it quite often. And hearing something said just now gave the latest one. I don't know why I felt that way, but I just did. And since it was all too familiar, because it seems to have always followed the same script. And the outcome was nothing foreign. Enough. Eyes are closing.

Time for bed.


*do i know how to feel sad?*

@ 315

Seems that I am getting lazier by the day, even to just update this blog. Oh wells. It helps in no way that I have trouble recalling what had happened

Random Jap dinner @ Ichiban Boshi @ Novena Square. Followed by coffee @ Coffee Bean @ Leisure Park. Not forgetting the troublesome cube. Lazy Sunday @ home.

Dinner @ Ikea Tampines, meat balls tasted artificially round. Hmm. Shopping with the guys @ Giant Tampines. Impromptu days. I like. Outing on Tuesday, dinner outing. Met a new friend. Heavy dinner @ Shokudo. Chill out a bit @ Timbre after that. Not bad a day. Cool.

Run session @ ECP today. Followed by dinner @ Changi Village.

Otherwise mundane life. Oh did I mention that I finished a couple of books? Good. :)

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The previous week was nothing short of events(?). The 'gathering' on Sat was rather ok I guess. Nothing much to say about that. It was not too bad. The company was comfortable to be with I guess.

Movie on Tuesday was Wanted. I am a converted Angelina Jolie fan. I am still a Rachel Green fan no less. But I got to admit, they are 2 different distinct type of beauty. I guess Brad Pitt had a change of preference. Or maybe he found the one he was looking for. Late dinner as usual after the movie.

I spent Wednesday at home, reading. I went running later the night. The journey back, I came across this father walking home with his son from the carpark. Not my block, a couple of blocks away. What stuck me so deeply was that his son is missing his left lower arm. Technically it is missing from below the elbow, what remains what a tiny little stump from his elbow. It still make me cringe at the fact as I am writing this. He is no older than 6 by my estimate. What was supposed to be a relaxed and relieved mood after the run turned otherwise after this scene. A lot went through my mind that instance, and for the remaining cooling down stroll home. I guess it made me think about a lot of things. Sometimes we are just ignorant of how lucky we are. Yet we like to take things for granted. Yes I am guilty.

More reading the next day, and I am glad to say I am nearly down with 2 books this week. Great, at least the pile is back to previously. Not much time left to clear the pile. Got to work harder I guess.

Time for something random. A lack of exposure to things normally expected will probably make someone a little different from others? Or when thrusted into what others deemed as familar situations, some people will be at a loss of what to do. Afterall, they were never brought up with such things. I guess with every passing days, turned months and eventually years, they would have lost whatever little memory of the initial exposure. Memories and feelings become distant. Sometimes, it becomes so foreign that they shunned it althogether. Quite simply, they just do not wish to face it. A plausible excuse will be they don't like it.

Things which we are not exposed to will always get the curious better side of us. To the extent that some of us will base our ideal life around those very things that were missing from our very life. Humans are weird. You, me, all.

Will have a post today. Friday.
It is taking like forever to finish this simple yet complex post. Bleah.