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

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Thursday, September 29, 2005

And so the fire alarm stopped - either that it was a false alarm, or everyone evacuated except me. We'll see.

Back to my previous post which I frantically posted a few moments ago.

Shouldn't we live this life knowing the meaning of it all already? It would be totally ironical to live comtemplating meaning of what it means to live. Get it? It is analogous to signing up for a course on how to make cookies, then get into the work kitchen and wondering the purpose of signing up for this course or what the hell you are doing in the work kitchen at all.
And the most ironical fact of all? Searching for life inevitable leads to death. Like how making a cookie would ultimately end up with eating it. Then where did the cookie go? Did we make it so that it would later un-make itself and disappear? Then, I rather make gold.

Oh pardon me in this mood of waffling.

And what also made my day great was my Political Science test. Firstly, it was easy peasy. I know I sound over confident but you should not equate my easy peasy comment to the fact that I might do well. No. In fact, it would be fallacious to do so. I might not do well, but still, I felt good that the questions did not stump me. At the bottom of it all, I felt yippee because my risk to rather watch the Amazing Race instead of reading more readings paid off yesterday. To think I take these sorts of pleasure in life.

Lastly, I have to tell you more strange happenings in my room. And thank goodness, no, no more discovery of long black hairs.
Of late, especially the past 3 weeks, I have not been sleeping well in my room. I cannot sleep full, meaning I would be stirred up in the midst of my sleep somehow. That never happened at home.

Two nights ago, I woke up at some unearthly hour while Mariah sang the amazing chorus to Butterfly on Class 95. It affirmed that I truly am a Mariah fan, even while I am sleeping. But besides that.

Last night, I semi woked up and smelled this lovely scent. It was like a nice talcum powdery scent and a mix of Raulph Lauren and something from Marks and Spencers. Distinctively female. And it was weird because I was sleeping in an air conditioned room, and nothing in my room would smell of that.
It was as if a woman was around the room somehow, or had just left. And amazingly, I was not freaked out. I was enjoying the smell more than worrying of an apparition. In fact, the frangrance put me quite strangely at ease.

It was not until morning that I thought the whole episode last night was totally incoherent and weird.
Where that fragrance came from is still a mystery to me.

It was a great day and it is going to get better. Off to lunch with my bestest buddy Jon now. Farewell!

nimgnoy let the night fall at 11:24 AM

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