how time flies

it's 3rd already. i mean how much faster can the time flies man? it's so damn fast nowadays, i think i'm losing control over time. i don't really know. i've been thinking of something now for a few days already, and the thought is getting stronger. wow. (no worry, nothing bad, just something that have potential to change my life.)

anyway, i've been trying to improve my command of languages here and there now. i've been reading word of the day from dictionary.com and oxford. it's going to take sometime, but i'm going to be able to speak better sooner or later. i hope not too late.

a few days ago, i was talking with a friend about her wish to go for noc (nus overseas college), in silicon valley for that matter. you know, sometime you wish things were different. when i entered nus, the thought of going for noc was still strong and fresh in my mind. a year and a half later, it's stale and forgotten. i don't know, it's not like i'm losing direction. no, in fact, i feel happier at times, having no pressure at all in life. but then again, i'm wandering aimlessly now, of course there's no pressure, but is that a life i really want? really, the way you passionately told me that you wanted to go noc, and not because you want to be entrepreneur what-not, but just because you want to, really appeal to me. i felt the tinge of jealousy (if it could be called jealousy) that you have all the possibilities of going there to silicon valley, while all my chances are already gone, spent entirely on hall. i'm sorry, i think i'm starting to get sick of all these passion thing. hall is not my passion, not my real passion, never my real passion. i do have passion for hall, but not entirely real. seriously, hall is so four-year thing. how can a four-year thing be a real passion.

see, passion is something like... oh well, computer, for example, is my life-long passion. i've been attached to computer since i got my first computer. programming is another one. i feel like i can program and program for hours and hours. that's passion. reading is another one. since i was like in kindergarten, i exhausted enid blyton, and then moved on to r.l. stine, from goosebumps to fear street. even books like the bsc series and svh were partly exhausted by the time i was in primary 4. by primary 5, i had my first real novel, john grisham's rainmaker. i could read a novel in hours nowadays. and whenever i see a bookstore, i have this compelling feeling that i've to get in, even though i know i don't have money to spare for books. everytime i see a good book, i feel totally compelled to buy it. spontaneous shopping kind of thing. oh, how i wish books are cheap.

anyway, anyway, thanks man, i know i said things about 'a tinge of jealousy' and what-not, but really, talking to you made me realise quite a few things that had gone astray (no, not entirely gone wrong, they are still good, just not the best) in my life. okay, that's it i guess. i really wish i could live my life better the coming semester. so, make sure that i come to class okay? especially the ss class.

btw, come back soon, i want to watch shows! (:

eric is back. sean is coming back in two days max. everything will come back to normal pretty soon. and then the new semester will begin.

love, me.