Updates!

There's only so much you can say to friends when you are catching up for the first time in a long while. It's even harder trying to convey a canvas of happenings to those you haven't had the chance to meet with face-to-face.

I've therefore come up with a little translation guide, to better explain myself if I've ever come across as reticent recently.

When I Say: The hols have been great! Orientation preparation has been fun and fulfilling!
What I Mean to Say Is: It's a mix, really. I began wanting to recapture the same experiences I had during my Orientation in JC, but things are different. I've learnt to accept that certain things once past will never come by again, and that a lot of the time it's better to enjoy the process and treasure each moment as they come by.

When I Say: I'm looking forward to starting school! Looking forward to meeting old friends, learning new things, immersing myself in the myriad activities at school!
What I Mean to Say Is: Yes, school should be great, but the holidays are dwlindling before my eyes. I've got a loooong list of personal things I want to do, including reading at Chijmes, or penning the short story that's been brewing in my mind, or writing little notes to old friends. I know I'll be lost in the whirlpool that is school once it comes, so yes, I do wish the holidays were that little bit longer.

When I Say: I want to update my blog more too!
What I Mean to Say Is: It's been difficult! You know I'm averse to emotional ranting on blogs, but as Mr. J says, its better to have an emo blog than no blog at all (speak for yourself, haha, your blog's dead too!). Ironically, I've come to realize that I blog more during school term than now. Writing's always been a cathartic release for me, perhaps that's why.

When I Say: I've moved on, and am a better, stronger person now!
What I Mean to Say Is: I've come to understand myself better, but am still very far from what I should be. Just five minutes ago, I helped initiate an SMS fiasco which proved that... words fail me. Haha. And to think that I'm as used to words failing me as LKY is used to losing lawsuits. At times I think I'm a harder, more resolved person, able to make difficult decisions and live with them. At others, I'm just hanting with a small 'h'.

The last song I heard was Semi Charmed Life by Third Eye Blind.

The last book I read was An Inspector Calls by JB Priestley.

The last person I talked to was my Dad, who walked in on me sun-tanning in my room. ("Er, no pa, I didn't realize that the afternoon sun was so hot! Er, siao ah, you think I sun-tanning in my room meh.")

The last thought I had was, "Here I am, once again. The decor has changed, as has the furniture and the music they pipe in and the scents they use to sweeten the air, but yea, it's the same place alright."

The most important things are the hardest to say.