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Monday, December 01, 2008

(Updated) I thought I was blogging because I was procrastinating from packing. But as the time gets nearer for me to move half my things back home, I realize it's because I want to hold on to what I had for the last 2 years of my life. Moving in had been easy, I didn't miss much considering I was leaving Woodlands for this.

I though maybe, just maybe, it might have been the same moving out. But, I have good memories here. And having to leave good memories is truly a hard thing for me. In a matter of a few days, I'll no longer be a Resident, much less a Resident Senior or a Hostel Management Team Member, but a mere Visitor.

My mum is coming at 5pm. It's 2.34pm now. I haven't packed yet and I don't want to start. I can't believe all that I had here is almost coming to an end. Now, this is truly the Separation Anxiety Renjie was talking about.

separation anxiety
–noun

1. the normal fear and apprehension expressed by infants when removed from their mothers or approached by strangers.

2. any similar reaction in later life caused by separation from familiar surroundings or close friends or family.

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It's been a long time since I went deviantart surfing. Love the stuff they put up there. I remember back in secondary school, one of my classmates, Stephanie, used to put up her art here and also does cosplay. I really wanted to do something like that too, but it has always remained as just something I wanted to do up till now. This is among other things like designing my own blogskin, using photoshop to make advertisements, getting myself into an anime-drawing exam and any other thing artsy.

Anyway, I just started saving pictures from deviantart, and decided to post the first 4 that caught my eye. It's so nice to indulge in little things like these.

I like this picture. It feels very English somewhat.
And it has that atmosphere that gives it an almost-magical feeling. The sort which you can just stand there and soak up the whole beauty of the place.

Black and white pictures are so pretty.
So are branches. Haha sounds like a weird thing to notice. But, I like to see how branches are shaped. It's like how those ancient chinese caligraphers paint trees next to their meaningful poems. They have a lot of emphasis on the shape of branches - slender strokes spaced in a deliberate yet random manner.

I like taking this type of pictures, with flowers or some other plant-related thing right in the centre. It translate into this quiet, concentrated burst of energy and vibrancy that I somehow can identify with. Something small that can easily go unnoticed, yet, is so full of life in it's existence.

This picture looks so dynamic and free. Like the world is your playground. It's something that I'd like to have, yet I can't have too often because of my need to retreat from the world occasionally. It's not a bad thing really. Just a different form of freedom and way of recharging.
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I wanted to blog about a few stuff on the papers too.

Especially on Ms. Lo Hwei Yen who was killed in the Mumbai attack, and the ACS student who committed suicide due to his CCA. I think it's extremely sad hearing about people who lose their lives just like that. But.. I'm not good at expressing condolences. And I'm also quite cautious writing about worldly things lest I make some sort of mistake about some fact that's well-known to people.

"Among the foreigners killed in the coordinated shooting rampage in India's financial capital were six Americans. The dead also included Germans, Canadians, Israelis and nationals from Britain, Italy, Japan, China, Thailand, Australia and Singapore."
(http://sg.news.yahoo.com/ap/20081201/tap-as-india-shooting-10th-ld-writethru-d3b07b8.html)

So I'll just end off with a simple:

May they rest in peace.

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Hit counter code here	Monday, December 01, 2008 (Updated) I thought I was blogging because I was procrastinating from packing. But as the time gets nearer for me to move half my things back home, I realize it's because I want to hold on to what I had for the last 2 years of my life. Moving in had been easy, I didn't miss much considering I was leaving Woodlands for this. I though maybe, just maybe, it might have been the same moving out. But, I have good memories here. And having to leave good memories is truly a hard thing for me. In a matter of a few days, I'll no longer be a Resident, much less a Resident Senior or a Hostel Management Team Member, but a mere Visitor. My mum is coming at 5pm. It's 2.34pm now. I haven't packed yet and I don't want to start. I can't believe all that I had here is almost coming to an end. Now, this is truly the Separation Anxiety Renjie was talking about. separation anxiety –noun 1. the normal fear and apprehension expressed by infants when removed from their mothers or approached by strangers. 2. any similar reaction in later life caused by separation from familiar surroundings or close friends or family. __________________ It's been a long time since I went deviantart surfing. Love the stuff they put up there. I remember back in secondary school, one of my classmates, Stephanie, used to put up her art here and also does cosplay. I really wanted to do something like that too, but it has always remained as just something I wanted to do up till now. This is among other things like designing my own blogskin, using photoshop to make advertisements, getting myself into an anime-drawing exam and any other thing artsy. Anyway, I just started saving pictures from deviantart, and decided to post the first 4 that caught my eye. It's so nice to indulge in little things like these. I like this picture. It feels very English somewhat. And it has that atmosphere that gives it an almost-magical feeling. The sort which you can just stand there and soak up the whole beauty of the place. Black and white pictures are so pretty. So are branches. Haha sounds like a weird thing to notice. But, I like to see how branches are shaped. It's like how those ancient chinese caligraphers paint trees next to their meaningful poems. They have a lot of emphasis on the shape of branches - slender strokes spaced in a deliberate yet random manner. I like taking this type of pictures, with flowers or some other plant-related thing right in the centre. It translate into this quiet, concentrated burst of energy and vibrancy that I somehow can identify with. Something small that can easily go unnoticed, yet, is so full of life in it's existence. This picture looks so dynamic and free. Like the world is your playground. It's something that I'd like to have, yet I can't have too often because of my need to retreat from the world occasionally. It's not a bad thing really. Just a different form of freedom and way of recharging. ________________________ I wanted to blog about a few stuff on the papers too. Especially on Ms. Lo Hwei Yen who was killed in the Mumbai attack, and the ACS student who committed suicide due to his CCA. I think it's extremely sad hearing about people who lose their lives just like that. But.. I'm not good at expressing condolences. And I'm also quite cautious writing about worldly things lest I make some sort of mistake about some fact that's well-known to people. "Among the foreigners killed in the coordinated shooting rampage in India's financial capital were six Americans. The dead also included Germans, Canadians, Israelis and nationals from Britain, Italy, Japan, China, Thailand, Australia and Singapore." (http://sg.news.yahoo.com/ap/20081201/tap-as-india-shooting-10th-ld-writethru-d3b07b8.html) So I'll just end off with a simple: May they rest in peace. Labels: deviantart pictures 7:15 am ·