Outward

I can find no picture relevant to what I'm about to say. Therefore this shall be one of the extremely rare posts that doesn't have an introductory 'hello' face.

I know you despise us because we seem helpless and unresponsive. I also know that every mean and irrelevant thing you say is an invitation to a retaliation. I know you think that we have no courage and no backbone, that we cannot stand up to you. 

I think you are insecure. I think you are so insecure that you think that every little thing we say is an implication that we look down on you. I've often wondered why it was that every thing seemed to provoke you. Do you feel that threatened by us? What have we ever done to make you feel that way? Is it in the air we breathe? 

Nobody stands up to you because everyone knows that you will blow it out of proportion and really, no body wants to deal with the theories and explanations that only elevate your sense of justification toward treating us like how you do. Exactly why are you so mean? Are you that unhappy with yourself that you take pleasure in making everyone else unhappy? 

I've thought about this long and hard and I think I've thought enough. 

I will think no more.

I will do.   

Drop

I'm taking a break from that ^ to blog a little because I have indeed done so little blogging. About a week ago, I overhead a conversation in the lift on the way to class and I've really gave it much thought. The two girls in question were talking about the filter system of a water cooler. One of them said that when someone spits into the cooler, it does not get filtered out and instead, it gets recycled to rehydrate the next unsuspecting person. 

So, I'm thinking about possibly never ever using a water cooler again. 

Transitions

Two weeks and a day into year 3 and it hasn't been like anything I've imagined. If I had thought that time flew past in the past, it pretty much fizzles up into nothing within seconds now. I'm wondering if it is due to the fact that I have no school every Wednesday and 3 assignments due every Monday. Perhaps time flies because I'm thinking about my assignments every waking moment when I'm not doing it and when I'm doing it, I keep thinking I'm almost done. Curious.

So in the time that I've been absent from this place I still like to believe is an active blog, I have done many things. I went to a Qianying's concert, she played very beautifully with no notable mistakes. I spent many-a-days over at Ryan's and I like to believe that I have developed a blossoming relationship with Chako, his schnauzer-lookalike poodle. Chako is a very complicated creature, he is spoilt and noisy and loves attention but bites if you give him too much attention. I didn't even think that dogs could have too much attention. Don't they want an over abundance of attention? Also, Chako gets jealous when Ryan and I are together. He squeezes his spoilt little rump in-between us and stays there. I like to push him away and agitate him by hugging Ryan, it drives him crazy. 

Today is Monday and I'm in the lab finishing up assignments due tomorrow. Tomorrow I catch Iron Man 3 with Beimin whom I haven't seen in quite some time. On Wednesday I spent it with Ryan and dinner with the family. Thursday I have another assignment due and on Friday I have WISP, the module I cannot decide how to feel about. Then Saturday comes and should I have nothing on, I would be working on my Tuesday assignments again, Sunday I go to church with Ryan and then on Monday, I'll be back here in the lab working yet again.

Do you see the cycle?