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extremely depressing. watching the water capsize boats, wash cars away, flood plains and roads.

the powerlessness as the walls starting shaking, your world threatening to crumble.

mum says should be thankful for the fact japan is wellprepped for eartherquakes, no buildings toppled cos they were ready for it.

only that tsunami bobian. and the quakes were a little longer.

bless all those caught up in it.

please take care, japan.

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so depressing

):

was having a good day..

sigh.

okaye this was meant to be for you, huimin.

unconditional.

(:

blogging..

seems a little tedious of late.

too indulgent in fb, twitter and tumblr.

little one-liners for the hour, pictures and illustrations to replace my thousand words.

over indulgence.

specialisation.

a euphemism for forgetting everything else

current affairs, literature, sports are less and less in my life.

free time? why not study matrices and subspaces?

or get the hang of Beta distributions.

there's always himym and glee if you're too tired.

shall make a conscious effort to read the paper, or watch the news.

or todayonline. =/

the world's bigger than what you see, dear..

and you used to care too.

been going through some internal restructuring lately..

probably only my lesbo (quote sei) partner wld have the slightest idea.

don't rly like the idea of vulnerability.

or dependence.

talk to my slightly-leaning index finger.

someway, somehow, things work better.

relations work better if you let them free.

if they mean to come back, they will.

and it doesnt hurt to prepare for otherwise.

(:

rooooar.

please take care my dear friends..

life isnt meant to be a tunnel, chasing the ever-moving light at the end..

you're actually supposed to stop and enjoy the depth of the darkness..

or maybe your eyes are just shut.

from time to time do ask yourself,

is that what you want to look back on, ten years from now?

the stories to tell your grandchildren;

what wld they be?

the more normal i seem to get,

the less i feel.

normality is arbitrary.

if people started to be weird, you'd be the anomaly.

sometimes,

i'm thankful for my (lack of) looks.

they're like a defence strategy,

a deterrence and warning to trespassers.

to deter those not of true heart.

:P

and this, my dear hm,

is what happens if i blog.

back to the real world.

work time.

shut up brain..