Over here in Woodlands it's weak rain, flashing lightning and silent thunder. Pretty ugly weather for the beautiful and cheerful Singapore. Now even I dare say that Singapore ain't the Singapore we had in the past. Things seem to go the way I intuited. For example, when I was 12, I expected teenagers to watch pornography and start using sexual jokes. These sexual jokes are even more 'popular' than satires, depending on the situation. Back in the olden days, we liked to call some of the gals as guys, and a lot of guys as girls. However for our common language slang to describe girl-guys we call them "gays", and guy-girls as "lesbians". In the past I predicted that some gangsters would grow worse overtime, even to the extent of murder. Now, there was a freak incident of a 19-years old guy being stabbed to death by gangsters. These gangsters no longer exist after granted the death penalty. In the past I foretold that something big is going to happen, and here it is... Japan suffering earthquake, tsunami and nuclear explosion.

Today was very awkward indeed. I couldn't finish up ALL the March holiday assignments, yet I was spared from the rod. I was kinda aware of the fact that I'm losing my sense of ego. My id is taking over me... I was pretty annoying to my classmates, some started to get pissed off by me, some started rumors of me being a dick to everyone... I would sadly say this about myself: I was born to be a trouble. No matter what I do, and what I shouldn't, I did and didn't. I avoided causing trouble and then was accused of being "lazy". Then I tried doing something to participate and here I am causing trouble... Of what role do I serve in my school's activities, the extra?

I didn't lose hope of existence just yet. Whether people love me or hate me, time still flows. In life, I can somehow "control" my own time. I could kinda control time by the "just believe" factor, as well as my emotions and morale. For instance, now. I feel somewhat "high" and believe that I could slow down the river of time. Thus, I think I've finished this post in less than 15 minutes. How wonderful...

The reason why I title this blog "Timeless Will"... "Timeless" holds the meaning of the idiom "Rome was not built overnight", for I seek to grow in a steady pace, while listening to the murmurs of the river. "Will" was imported from my friends blogs title, yet holds a meaning of "Don't die just yet".