where thoughts materialise.

So we're into the sixth version of my blog after the last version hung around for a year or so.

Now, a bit of info on this image. This photo was taken one lovely spring afternoon, featuring the iconic Old Well from the UNC Chapel Hill campus. I would like to think of this image as a tribute to my time in UNC Chapel Hill, the awesome friends I made and the memories I now hold dear.

A milestone in my life indeed.

I've dropped the tagboard cos its useless and taking eons to load. But thanks to Angela who helped me set it up, I still do like and will miss the pink interface.

So yeah, it's the sixth one you fellas!

Yours.

27 April 2008

you know you miss my older entries

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Sunday, November 28, 2004

The last evening in Melbourne. I stuck the camera out from Bohan's retractable sun roof and took this shot. Nice glorious evening with a cool iPod ad too.

Though I was glad that I was heading home, the effects of leaving didnt really kick in until I boarded the cab for the airport. I saw the the streets and roads I've started to grow accustomed to, knowing too well i have to abandon them now. Fitzroy... Acland... And off the side of the road, I saw tram number 16, that familiar mode of transport we took almost everyday to the city centre. We cruised by St Kilda Park Primary for the last time. And quickly, all thats real before me would be doctored into memory.

Well the holiday is behind me now. No more slacking for some time. And of course, i'm struck with those same feelings of nostalgia again. It's like every time I visit the present i feel further and further from the past, which of course is exactly right. The memories become more convuluted, more like a dream than a life once lived.

Sometimes I catch myself thinking that the past will repeat itself in the future. I keep forgetting that I'm supposed to be creating new future, not just rehashing the old. Yeah, I'm overly sentimental. I get separation anxiety from discarding used movie stubs let alone good times (and bad). But then, I always enjoy the past so much more than the present. Can you even enjoy the present? Don't they say that by the time you can even process the moment it's already happened and thus has passed?

What I need to learn to do is love the future more. The future is so bright, I gotta wear shades. Either that or just stop thinking about it.

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And to jess and bohan:
Thanks so much for putting us up and making this trip such a memorable one. This trip would easily go into the memory books as one of the best times I've had. All the cares and concerns of the world behind.
And thanks to bohan for driving us around too, zipping around town in that kewl sports car. His enthusiasm in bringing us to places uncommon back home despite his exams is amazing. Haha. Like certain clubs, casino, food at Rose Garden. I remember them all.
I still have Figo's fur all over my clothes.
So thanks again. I had fun.

nimgnoy let the night fall at 11:11 AM

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