three hauntings

guess what? i haven't slept yet. had a few good games of dota until 2am. ending with a superb game. finally felt like i have mastered obsidian destroyer. maybe the early morning made me more cocky than usual. nevertheless, a good game is a good game.

i like what peklyn quoted me yesterday: "there is a thin line between dota and girlfriend."

interesting huh?

anyway, why i suddenly felt like posting this entry is because the end of semester is nearing. sigh. it's very sad this time around. especially the past, erm, 28 hours. peklyn called my at 2am in the morning, on tuesday, telling me that her computer was spoilt after she moved it to mun's room. on tuesday afternoon, she left singapore for her home until sunday. yeah. just until sunday. that's very short. but still. she visited my room (at last) half an hour before leaving, accompanied her down to her taxi with her cousin.

that's one.

then, during dinner, i sat on the same table as weiling. that's when i realised that yeah, i won't be seeing her hides next semester. she'll be on one-semester exchange to uc berkeley. and it's so very uncertain that she'll be back in hall the semester after that (it's quite difficult to gain a place in hall). so i visited her for awhile after dinner, had a chat. and oh well. she'll leave this weekend. and that's it. i don't even know (honestly) whether i'll remember her existence a semester after this (especially if she didn't come back to hall). scary thought, isn't it?

that's two.

as i was on a blk 6th floor, had a short chat with shiokie. he told me he wanted to play dota, play as much dota as he could. he told me that he's gonna start working on the 10th. gosh. i had a shock. i know he's graduating. but the thought that he'll be leaving us and the dota scene hasn't sinked in yet. until he told me about the job he got next week. he'll be leaving this weekend. so that's it huh? like last semester with prabs leaving.

that's three.

the three haunting ghosts of the past 28 hours. i wish this semester could repeat itself. i wanna fix stuffs that i didn't do as well as i'd want it to be. i wanna get closer to people i felt i should have gotten closer; people i should have attempted harder to get closer with. oh well. meyling is leaving tomorrow. she won't be back until end of holiday. oh well.

life goes on. and that's the scary thing, isn't it? people come and go. some become forgotten relics of the past; disappearing beneath the dust of time. this is the time of the year again.