it's amazing,

the amount of knowledge, the number of lecture notes, the hours of webcasts, and the pages of readings that i've managed to cram i was supposed to cover during the course of the semester, but to my ill judgement and lazy bone, did not, that i managed to cover within this very week.





not all,
but good enough.

good enough to make me feel like this is the week i've been the most hardworking in this entire semester.


yesterday allan alex sim asked me what i want to do after the exam ends.


i think,

that i probably just want to,
train very hard,
go many places,
wear nice clothes,
go out very often,
take many photos,
be with lots of people,


and sleep a hell lot.
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after all this time,




i still find,

on quiet nights,
in between vacant lonely spaces,
when i have nothing to occupy my time

i still miss

the way your eyes shine brightly when you're in an argument;
the way your eyes twinkle when you make a chuckle;
the way your brows furrow in frustration;
the way your smile fills the moment;

your warm smile when you speak of an orange coloured sky;
your excitement when you talk about something novel;
your confidence with your new piece of work;

your arrogance, self-absorbedness, self-assurance;
your satisfied smirk; your mean glare;

that despite all this;
that because of this;


nobody else could make me feel this way.