Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
two roads diverged in a wood, and I --
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

- The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost

(Just a reminder not to follow the crowd, and do whatever I'm doing for me and not for anyone else. This poem is one of the most inspiring and encouraging ones that has led me in my life up til this day, and hopefully it will lead me to the right university choices and the right path in life. I will never know what the other paths are like, but I'd like to think the freedom to make the choice between the paths is worth it. Of course, one could see this poem in an ironic manner, and see it as a poem about regret. However, I choose to see it as inspirational, and a paean to individualism, non-conformism and personal choice.)

Been very stressed lately. I hope I'm not breaking down. Have so many things left undone and I'm so beyond on work and prelims are in three weeks. How can I be so stressed when I'm barely doing any work? D:

Links to check out, anyway. (yes, click)
2010 College Rankings
Happiest Students (I NEED THIS HAHA)
Biggest Party Schools (lol)
Best Classroom Experience
Best College Dorms
20 Gorgeous College Campuses

Anyone up for some de-stressing ice cream or coffee or whatever? (:
And yeah, Sunday with Nush was awesomes, both in the morning and in the afternoon! We have to get my Mildliners soon kay. (Wtf, we hang out and shop for freaking highlighters, what kinda life do I lead? :D)

Junyi flew off today. About three hours ago.
Feeling rather empty, like part of me flew off too.

Prelims in about four weeks. Gaaaaah ):
Had fun times with Nush and Bee today though

"Look, in my opinion, the best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what have you, the right person is still going to think the sun shines out your ass. That's the kind of person that's worth sticking with."

THIS (<-- click it) is a pile of crap.
"Lord Byron's Great Insight" my ass. Honestly, Lord Byron was a horny jerk and that's all we need to know. The day he "understood what women wanted" is the day I sprout wings and fly.

O handsome chestnut eyes, evasive gaze,
O fiery sighs and falling tears, O night
obscurely black through which I wait for light
for nothing, O clear dawn of futile days!
O lamentations, O obstinate desires,
O wasted time, O grief scattered about,
O thousand deaths, O thousand nets throughout
my life among the worst insidious fires,
O laughing lips, brow, hair, arms, hands, and fingers,
O funeral lute, viol, bow, and voice!
A women's heart always has a burned mark.
I sob because of you. Your fire lingers
In every place my seared heart would rejoice,
Except in you who keep no single spark.

O interminable desires, O futile hope
depressing sighs and now familiar tears
endangering in me many rivers, spheres
of rain whose source and fountain are my gro-
ping eyes. O cruelty, inhumanity,
commiserating glance of heavenly rays,
O chilled heart, early passions. These days
I ask, can you still swell my agony?
Let Love again try out his bow and pierce
me with new fire and stab me with new darts.
Let him exact revenge the worst he can.
I am so torn in every limb, no man
can cut another wound in me, no fierce
monstrous attack can find unsuffering parts.

Louise Labe

Quote of the week:-

(While in the computer lab researching universities)
Stick: What's 'co-educational' ah?
Me: ...GOT BOY.

Closure is never easy, and neither is progression, but sometimes the latter is easier when there are simply no alternatives.

Just as I was getting all emo over Econs, this picture gave me hope. Now damn if this picture isn't one of the cutest sweetest things you've seen in quite a while!

Photo in the News: Mouse Rides Frog in India Monsoon
Photographed Friday in the northern Indian city of Lucknow, a mouse perches on a frog in waist-deep (for a frog, anyway) floodwaters—a small sign of the early arrival of annual summer monsoon rains.

Doing my Econs question 4 powerpoint outline now. Filled to the brim with terms like MPC MPW MPS MPT MPM thanks to the dumb multiplier question which I plan to avoid like the plague in the actual A levels.

The point of blogging now is to point out the fact that when I saw MPM in my powerpoint, the first thought in my head was not Marginal Propensity to Import but instead Marginal Propensity to Migrate.

Which I must add is currently rising with every additional unit of Econs that I do.

OMG today was the bomb, totally. Spent my (last ever!) Youth Day out in town bumming my ass off, never mind that prelims are in six weeks and I have barely started studying.

Met Gwee/Chrys/Hwee in town, ate at Din Tai Fung and bummed at HMV before running off to meet Nush/Bee/Cheryl and bumming some more before going to eat at Soup Spoon and then heading to my house to slack and watch Gossip Girl though Nush was way more interested in my (very awesome) Geog notes instead of GG. Strange girl. Haha (: Saw Hwee's new jacket at Pull and Bear! Lol.

Then happy thing happened that I told Paul about on MSN and he was like all meh because he's male and whatever hahaha and then so I'm trying not to be all psyched about it lah cuz its like I know for a fact that it might not happen anyway so its a bit no point to get my hopes up right but still happy me, for now.

Then I spent my night doing my SGC which is like one week late lol but yes its done! Half done at least cuz I've done the PQ part but not the 3 things part which is like arrrgh but what to do, I think I've had enough of bragging about myself for a day really.

Btw, congrats to my favouritest Junyi with regards to the SAT results! You rock my dear, love youuuuu!

There's one thing I want to say, so I'll be brave
You were what I wanted, I gave what I gave
I'm not sorry I met you
I'm not sorry it's over
I'm not sorry there's nothing to save
I'm not sorry there's nothing to save.

Happy Birthday. Live well.
(THIS POST IS COMPLETELY UNCRYPTIC AND UNSUBTLE which is so unlike me, really.)

Hopeless love, why did you carve your home in me
This broken heart is too weak to hold your weight
And now I regret the day we met
And help me forget your name.

Cartharsis, with Hwee at HV Subway today. Thanks to Nush, Bee and Junyi for being there, via all the virtual means possible.

Cartharsis:
Defined as the 'purification or purgation of the emotions (as pity and fear) primarily through art'; 'a purification or purgation that brings about spiritual renewal or release from tension' or 'elimination of a complex by bringing it to consciousness and affording it expression'

I am purged.