im..finally home.
yes.home.
tution at 1 brought me all the way to bouna vista and back again.
simply couldnt concentrate during chan's lesson today.
he was like speeding through conservation of linear momentum..
and i was struggling to keep awake.ended up kept yawning like a fool.
ken rushed off..with his mum supposedly..
eva and i took the long train ride back.Escapism of reality through indulgence of pleasure is what everyone requires and acquire naturally at a point of time or another plainly because we arent made of metal.Are we beneficiaries, or victims as a result of escapism? Some say yes..others not because some situations are far too painful to face or bear.What is love? Is love the provision of such indulgent escapism? If not, what is then?
Things are not always within human control.However, self-control is. No matter how famished the will is, not matter how weak the grasp on fate is, self-control is within our reach with the aid of discipline.
The question is, will indulgent of pleasure really resolve matters? It brings momentarily peace to a pending storm. It will never be able to hold out the actual disaster itself. Then, when it strikes, the consequences' reverberation cycle will just toll on to invite pain embodied in different emotions that just makes things worse.
alright.im really tired.
and totally spaced out.
and hungrry.
man.
still have loads to do.
right.take things one by one ba..
saw shihe at market 85 bus stop.not sure if it was him though.
too tired to go over and say hi.hahas.
sorry shihe x)
hahas.
just had a bowl of..expired instant mashed potato.nasty thing.
well everything tastes good when im hungry...
cya xD