i think..

culture night was on tonight. i would say it was only a moderate success. thought the decor could have been much much more elaborate. there was totally no feel of retro at all. but oh well, who am i to say anything. i was slacking most of the time. n the entire thingy was put together in a few days. a power failure came at an unearthly hour, just when the first performance was about to commence! the poor heads had to run all over the place, trying to find an alternate source. in the end the host had to resort to using a loudspeaker in replacement for a mike. anyway the culture com members had to dress up retro, and apparently i looked the most retroish, even though frankly speaking, i didnt put in much effort into my outfit. just threw on a few pieces of clothings that look remotely retro. bell bottoms, red spag, sash used as a headband, bangles, hoop earrings..oh well will post the photos up later!

nonetheless everything proceeded pretty smoothly, without any major glitches. enjoyable. and we had fun! :) so this is the joy of hall life...

had the chance to have a long chat with arvin, someeone whom i've yet to really talk to for quite some time. talked about the usual stuff..relationship was inevitably one of them. talked about balance, and pacing, 2 factors which i totally agree with him are essential to keep the flame going. this time round..i dont seem to be doing a very good job though.. :( he said he probably isnt going to stay on next sem.. haiz.. as more and more people leave, the lonelier i feel in this place..

the ex syndrome is raging huge now. there are many people around me now who are either in the grey zone, or cant bid farewell to their previous loved ones yet. i know it's hard..i've been through it.. them..more than once.. dont say i dont know how it feels like. some might say my recovery speed is miraculously fast, well i admit some have been easier than others. but i HAVE been through those times when you feel like you're most pathetic human being in the world. when you are a living zombie. when you wonder whether you'll ever love again. when you know you shouldnt, but those memories just cant stop pouring like torrents into your head.

what i have learnt is that, it's tough, but you do have control over your emotions. sometimes people just like to wallow in self pity and drown in their own sorrow, perhaps unknowingly.. like going through old photos even though you KNOW it will make you sad. listening to sad songs when you know they'll make you cry. going to the places you've been to with him.. you know these silly things.. believe it or not, people actually enjoy tormenting themselves. you have to be conscious of what you're doing to yourself, and make an effort to stop it. that is if you're really determined to climb out of that miserable and wretched shithole.

an unexpectedly long post. bf..hope you're having fun at mambo without me! :p