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19 October 2012:

Today was a spectacular day.

... I discovered that I have a routine for this past week. Every day I would leave the house around 0830, reach the bus stop at around 0835 and be in school by 0900. Stalkers would have an easy job tracking me. But I digress.

Today nothing much interesting happened. That's why it's a spectacular day.

During lunch with T and A, I learnt from the both of them of when GY first started with his girlfriend P. Turns out I was the only one who didn't know. Anyway they said it was when they were in the same tuition and P asked GY to help her in chem. The rest, as they say, is history. (Okay they didn't exactly say that ...)

* ANY GIRL WANTS CHEMISTRY HELP? I SPECIALISE IN THE CHAPTER OF BONDING. ;) ;) ;)*

After lunch I was called short. It didn't really affect me on the spot but I guess I was not very pleased. I'm not blaming D cos she really meant it as a joke / random observation. Her observation is true, though.

It sucks when you have friends (guys especially) who shoot up while your height remains stagnant. This was rather obvious when I was talking to my juniors S and R. At first I thought 'hmm they're the same height as me', but then I realised I was standing on slightly higher ground.

The feeling is not really nice when this is repeated countless times. Of course, no one has actually mocked me due to height, but sometimes friends do crack jokes and I get self-conscious. Whether or not that is deserved is debatable.

You may say that I really shouldn't fret cos height isn't that important, but it is. Height is part of looks, and it is used by people who look for first impressions. Definitely a tall person looks better than a short person, assuming they are equally good-looking.

I once heard that Singapore's PM would always be someone tall. This is so that even though we're a small country, at least when we head out for bilateral or multilateral talks, we don't look 'short' on footage. And the group picture; if anyone noticed, Singapore's PM is one of the tallest amongst ASEAN countries' leaders.

(If this is true, Mr Heng cannot be PM. He is short like me, I heard.)

Enough of depressing talk. Yesterday I didn't write 心情小抽屜, I was busy writing JQ's autograph (actually, how do you call that?). I used my 'Chinese pen' for it, since I was writing Chinese.

I took around one hour to write it. That's around the time I take to blog each day. This was my first time writing it after four days, and I really didn't know what to write. I was afraid of writing the wrong thing / irrelevant thing, cos I couldn't tear the paper out and it'll leave a nasty blemish there.

Luckily I thought of what I wanted to write, amongst the thousands of pargaphs in my head. Yes, the rest I shall save for other times. There was one line I remembered writing. I can't actually quote it now but it meant 'if you forget me next time, that's alright; if not, then it's alright too'.

I'll write that for any other person who asks me to write such things. Cos I really believe in it. 一切隨緣. There's really no use in keeping a person if he / she is intent on leaving you. So what if you were best friends in secondary or primary school? Maybe when you two proceed to JC / poly, suddenly you detest each other.

It would be interesting if former nemeses would become best buddies after JC / poly. That really shows 緣. But of course it's not very likely, lah.

Well I have a 憾事 though. My friendship with B. We were really close during Sec 3. I remember him saying that he thought I was a ladies' boy, based on his impression of me in lower sec. (That has no link to anything.)

Then somehow he and I distanced. He joined the 'football clique' of our class. I'm really not being jealous here; T is part of them but still he isn't like B. I'm really ambivalent about B. At times he is very good and friendly, other times he treats me as if I'm invisible. Just like today. (Okay lah I also did the same.)

And B changed a lot. I was telling T the other day, and he said 'oh he became tanned'? Well that's not the main point; B became more vulgar. Previously he wouldn't curse much, now losing a game on the iPhone would result in him greeting someone's parents and/or something about smelly vaginas. (Why are Hokkien vulgarities so creative?)

Oh well. 一切隨緣. It was 緣 for he and I to drift, and it is 緣 that he is the way he is now. Maybe we would head to the same JC, maybe not. If we do, I'll see from there. If not, I'll keep him in memory then.

TTFN.



aboutme.

From Singapore. 20 years of age. Blogs as and when inspiration comes, in British English (and Singlish), Traditional Chinese and (hopefully) Russian. Not a lifestyle blogger, expect posts to be serious, dull or even obscure. I enjoy comedy, in particular British humour.



interests.

[more or less in order] medicine | forensics | theatre | modern world history | typography (including style and grammar) | visual design | Taiji | Chinese language and literature | Mandarin pop (and singing) | Apple products.



typography.

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credits.

singzeon. by Sing Zeon is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International Licence. Pictures used here either come from my Instagram (instagram.com/singzeon) or Google image search. For the latter, I do not own those pictures.



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