Fong is uninspired to write anything anymore. What is happening to me? Why do I have this awful feeling all the time? And it’s never gone away. Feels like I’m drowning… so helpless.
I guess people only post greetings and wishes during CNY but not resolution. I wrote a list earlier this year (no thanks to Yiling for reminding me) but it sounded kind of emo. Stupid right? It’s supposed to be full of hopes, dreams, future and yadda yadda but mine was more like a suicide note. -.-
So my new and “improved” resolution is… to stop being a quitter. Sounds much like a loser? Yes I am and I admit it. I tend to ignore and escape when faced with extreme hardship and bad situations.
I can still remember my first time of a being a quitter. It was the Mandarin tuition class when I was in Standard 1. My parents thought it would be a good idea since I was not exposed to Chinese language in school. Most of my friends were from Chinese schools and only a handful of us was completely Mandarin blind. The classes were a torture. I always got only 1 or 2 correct for my spelling tests. Some time later I found out that my classmates were actually cheating in tests. For the last test I sat for before I quit, I joined them because I really didn’t want to disappoint my parents. Imagine being number 1 or 2 in school and actually getting 1 or 2 marks only in tuition. Such a disgrace. And I remember vividly that I scored 8/10 for that test. Oh such high marks. But later that night I went into my parents’ room and confessed. I cried and told them that I couldn’t keep up in the class. They didn’t blame me at all and of course I got what I wanted – to quit.
Anyway there are other resolutions also lar but I can’t remember them now. Lols. Sigh let me just post some random pictures again taken way before CNY.

The 4 soh pohs who also appeared in the Oreo advertorial.

Helena and the twins.

Waiting for cakes to be served. Lols.

The most common animal here.

Disgustingly huge and creepy bug. Not it’s not a cockroach or any of its relative.

From inside the class.

Another one.

And again.

Testing the digital macro function. Hahaha.

The best ice-breaking session so far. Lols.

Looks like he’s picking for a fight. No, he was just repeating our names.

Divided into groups.

Another session of ice-breaking.

Surprise on Wei Kiat’s birthday!

Taken in pitch black, waiting for him to come down.

Same old tradition.

Cake time!

Eugene the course rep telling stories to the juniors.

Impromptu seniors and juinors gathering. The guys imitating each other. Lols.

Raining on a sunny evening.

Because we’re not allowed to photocopy the notes. I’m taking picture of every slide.

Blackout. And we thought it won’t happen in big campus.
That’s all. Bye.
Photos of slides in class – that’s brill. Chaucer, though, ugh…. If you’re feeling uninspired and detached, may I suggest you read William Styron’s “Darkness Visible” – or seek out the original essay that appeared in Vanity Fair. It’s a quick read but quite worthwhile, especially given the feelings you describe experiencing in this post. You are not alone.
that picture of the ppt reminds me my uni life.
one or a few of my lecturers used to use the same templates. lol.
[jhnhth] Thanks. =]
[Shaun] Hahaha really?
walao eh… c kampar life not bad woe..
waikeat when bday ?
got party can play how cum dun hav me de???
gRR!!
[darie] Hahahaha you come with us lar. We celebrate your birthday next time.