Feels good to be back home after an amazing (and expensive) trip to London, Edinburgh and the Isle of Skye. Shall update more soon. Hopefully the film photos will come out well *fingerscrossed.

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Sorry, just couldn't resist -



#thankyousiralex and United for being an integral part of my childhood (til now - more than 12 years!). Still remembered those days in sec school when I would boycott TNP each time United lost a match since the columnists would be rather gleeful about it (Nowadays with the excellent coverage online from the UK - who needs TNP?). And then Judy/Jtan/Louis would ridicule me for buying a "trashy paper" each time we had lunch at High School (memories!).

(Saw an ancient photo of the nhsb band room on a friend's wall - and realised that I'd never taken a photo in there - or perhaps they were on friendster? These activities (pre-Facebook) were possibly not very popular back then (neoprints were the rage!))

Maybe I should go back for MAF this year at NH for the first time in five years. Perhaps the fact that I'm not in contact with anyone from back then (save one/two people?) speaks the loudest about my time there.

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Hi all, exams are finally over at last - cue the massive roar in the moot court as the summer break welcomed all of us into her embrace.

Just finished watching the last matchday of the season in the Championship - what agony for the young Watford sub keeper whose mistakes denied his team automatic promotion into the big time.

And somehow I managed to win a pair of tickets to catch Othello at FCP next Saturday. To think of it it'd been almost a year since Twelfth Night (and all the shenanigans unrelated to the play). No idea who to go with though.

Thoughts on friendships - the past few days (weeks) had me feeling that I was back in '06/07 all over again. It's almost as if I was living in a parallel dimension - much like the 'Home' and 'Away' worlds in Chrono Cross (which, incidentally, is an amazing PS1-era rpg with an excellent storyline - What was the start of all this? When did the cogs of fate begin to turn? Perhaps it is impossible to grasp that answer now, from deep within the flow of time... But, for a certainty, back then, we loved so many, yet hated so much, we hurt others and were hurt ourselves... Yet even then we ran like the wind whilst our laughter echoed, under cerulean skies... )

Also, I stumbled upon a story of a girl who paused, listened to her heart and willed herself to say 'no' to love (for now) - you won't probably ever read this but still, it was a very brave decision to make - and I guess I was amazed yet humbled at the same time - my eyes set on You, in this race that I run/no longer my ways but Your will be done/make me a servant, my heart's ever true/clinging on to the cross I'll follow You.

Hopefully I'd learnt from those days - not the best times ever, but instructive nonetheless. Silence does not connote acceptance (Felthouse).

Happy bank holiday weekend (though A just said he'd be studying throughout). 5 more weeks before we meet again - can't wait. And I'll defo bring the bak kut teh over.

And couz, you should see this. I'll make your day (I hope!) All the best for your exams (:

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Weird weather we have nowadays - sunny (to the point of it being unbearable) in the afternoon to thunderstorms in the night which are threatening to leave all the muggers stranded in the library (those without umbrellas that is, though I suspect some won't mind staying overnight)

Saw this on Confessions just now -

It started with a friendly 'hi aren't you in the same course as me'. Then it slowly evolved into daily lunches and texts to and fro. I will stay up till late so that the conversation can keep going, dragging it as long as I could, never wanted to let it end. As much as I wanted to, I didn't know how to take it further. We are just different. She is Christian and I am not, her family is really rich and I am from a middle income family, she is really pretty and popular while I am just an average joe... Then it all stopped. No more messaging and even face to face conversations was minimal. I don't know whether is it because that her interest towards me died or whether we lost the feeling of newness as friends. I am also akin to believe that she is just friendly towards everyone, not just me. Guess I will have to move on.

Just a disclaimer that it wasn't me. Reposting here simply because it sounds like a legit confession that can happen to anyone of us.

Anyways, I think there's a slim chance of it happening but it would be great if we can go on a roadtrip together - and i'll cover your share - to make up for all the treats which'd never came to pass. Then again it's so late in the summer that most will be back here anyway. But again, it would be awesome if it came to pass.

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Good morning, today's the post-Easter/bank holiday Sunday.

Nothing much has changed over the past week, maybe just the fact that North Korea had declared war (again) on the South, horses had to be put down at the Grand National (again, unfortunately) and that 25 days now separate me from th summer break.

Currently destroying opposing arguments before I get destroyed by the panel of distinguished tutor-judges on Tuesday. I guess Spandeck Engineering never imagined that it would be remembered for posterity in such a manner when it sued DSTA (and lost).

Lots of hi's to make my day that day. And for that I'm thankful.

16/2013

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"as it is, I'm feeling the strain of our ties because you are not entertaining enough"

A year on, I probably only realised the value of all the convos we ever had after I'd ceased having them.

Spent the morning at the columbarium, and I just felt this negative, repulsive feeling. Okay, maybe repulsive is too strong a word, but you get the gist. It's a constant reminder that I'd been 'dumped' after I'd outlived my usefulness. Guess people get more obstinate (and self-centered) as one ages.

Back to YMC and attempts. Everyone's saying that tomorrow'll be the best day of this bank holiday weekend. If it doesn't snow, that is. Not that I need anymore chillness in my life as it stands right now..

..at the crossroads.

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It's been a bittersweet week. And I'd finally found the will (and time) to blog again. Hopefully I'd be more consistent this time round.

And since it's Easter this weekend, sY's back in Singapore; Aaron and t^2 have found their way to Morocco (and endless sunshine). Little wonder given the cold snap that's enveloping the UK right now. Hope you're enjoying your break.

One month to exams (and liberation). And with work piling up and driving me away from friends I'd begun to wonder many a times just how strong these bonds of friendship really are. Hopefully things will improve. It's very lonely (not to mention, awful) being in school without anyone to hang out with.

Let go, and let God. It's only recently that I'd discovered how vibrant the community is here.

And it is just so tempting to view people through a fixed set of lens and forget that other perspectives exist. It gets even gloomier once the layers get peeled off slowly, like an onion - with reality stinging your fingers and eyes at the end.

It's just so complicated - and what you see on the outside is almost certainly never a true reflection of the person he/she really is.

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Going through hell in terms of schoolwork recently. The process's quite overwhelming with assignments, tutorials and deadlines (which means late nights) flying in one after another. It's not for nothing that the latest piece of class instructions started off with the header of 'March Mooting Madness'.

Just a little rant about red tape - within student-run organisations! The impression they'd been giving me thus far is a body that's quite awestruck at the amount of changes they are making to this year's iteration of the event. While the concept's all fine and good, they're just making things up as they go by (I feel) wrt the finer details. The best thing was that a committee member actually seemingly disregarded the email I sent him about an official matter/clarification. Though they are only first years (some of them), I'd really hoped that as a student union they''d have better service standards in place and be more cognisant of PR. (or maybe it's just me, no idea - tainted by memories of the civil service experience)

On a lighter note, we'd successfully booked our tickets to London this summer (at a time when every other person there would already be back here in SG/Still, relatively cheap tickets but Jtay and I will end up taking two different flights which are three hours apart). Not expecting to see many friends there, given the dates - and the fact that the Imperial peeps end the latest (No prospect of crashing colleges for nice dinners then). We will probably head for a roadtrip up north to Edinburgh while winding through Oxford, Manchester and Durham.

Dowdle on the Corpus Juris and computer games (transcribed) -

So, the Digesta was lost. Europe remembered the glory of Rome but it couldn�t reproduce it. It has no records of it. It just knew that it existed. Europe saw law as a critical element of that glory. And then, in 1070, a copy of the Digesta somehow worked its way to Bologna. Now, I want you to put yourself back into this time because this was a big thing. This was like finding the Holy Grail. You have this memory of a great time � you�d lost it � it�s a myth and all of a sudden you find its life�s blood, the Digesta, the actual legal thinking of this great past. And the first things that happens is that people set about very seriously studying the Digesta. The more common tripe says that it was the Corpus Juris Civilis that was rediscovered, but it was really in particular the Digesta. One person in particular was active in trying to learn the Digesta and his name was Irenicus. Irenicus is probably the one name I�m going to speak today besides Aristotle and Aquinas that I know I pronounced correctly. He is, more than anything else, the father of European law. In the late 1990s/early 2000s, a computer game called Baldur�s Gate 2 came out. I am a computer game nerd, and I played that game � and the villain of that game, a guy who was trying to become a god whom I had to kill (multiple times I�d say) was named Irenicus. That�s why I knew how to pronounce his name. I�d always wondered why they chose that name for this guy � maybe they just don�t like law professors but I don�t know � but anyway if you ever see a game called Baldur�s Gate 2, you can get revenge upon what you are going through now.

Alright, back to illegality then (ex turpi causa, ex dolo malo et al).

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