Sensitive, but with an Objective

"Aim not for the score, aim for bulls-eye"

I shall now speak of what just happened today, from morning 7am to the evening 6pm or so...

• Firstly, I was near-late for school. Then I met an old friend of mine; one who runs her daily life without complications. I met Serene Koh. As many should know, I was an "outstanding" brat whose antics always failed to create humor among classmates. However, when not in the "failed joker" mood, I sat beside the girl I liked, where the girl I liked also sat next to Serene. She treated me like a childish little brother back then. It had been 4 years since we met, so we chatted awhile. There were much to chat of. At least I feel more reassured that I'm not forgotten and left out by others. Oh yeah, did I mention she was slightly worried with my unrequited relationship?
• Next was in school, between PE and recess. The guy I exchanged insults with because of false accusations and misunderstanding actually apologized to me. On top of that, he agreed to become friends with me, as how it was in Sec 2 when I went to his house and we did homework, played the PS3 and listened to Korean pop songs. Although I felt a sense of sarcasm, as he is always prone to insult even his own friends, let alone me, the most vulnerable yet most forgiving person he know.
• After school was Chemistry SPA, which stands for science practical assessment. I did it with a friend of mine, and created great humor in messing by polluting cations with other cations then anions, hoping that it would burst into flames that engulf the class?
• Finally, I went for my CCA, I was pathetically late. I was bored and attempted to imitate Justin Bieber by singing his self-inspired songs. Of course, my CCA-mates laughed hard as they are Justin's haters. Then it rained, I shared my umbrella with a junior of mine in school.

Now that I've noticed, today sort of inspired me. Cheered me. I found out that there was a better and more interesting task at hand than just crush and relationship. I have my schoolwork, I have my social life, I have my personal objectives. Yeah sure, I'm crazy sensitive. I fall very easily. However, I can also be sensitive towards the good sides of life. I aspire to be a great person. I want to be a great friend to others. One that doesn't always "book" himself to people so as to avoid loneliness. I found out that life doesn't have to be a Rui How. I aim to be a leader, one that is independent and dependable. Firstly, I have to know whether I'm even cut-out to be a leader...

Oh yeah, hope you like the Spyro picture I placed...

The Nightmare

I did realize it was a continuation of the previous dreams that occurred in my head. Only this time can I call it a nightmare. It was so frightening that, well... I dare not get up from bed.

It was night time. I think it was like 3am, because the night sky suggested so. I was, again, in this form I was in those previous dreams... This time, it was just around the HDB my family and I lived in. I was alone in the house, so this means my family wasn't around... or...

This was what happened: I was on a quest to chase someone and capture him.
He was no ordinary man. The information provided to me indicated that he was once a prisoner of light, he is an undead. This guy had such an enormous build, even though he was dead(and undead), that his chest took up 1/3 of his body size. He wore rags and rusted steel and bound in dead chains. Reasons for his reanimation was unknown.

I started out by "ambushing" him. I opened the windows in my house laundry, then nimbly crawled downwards, to the walls of the 11th floor. Then I assailed down and then curved to horizontal position towards him. Weirdly, he did not retaliate. Instead, I went straight through him. He laughed and ran away. tried to give chase but failed to do so for some unknown reasons. After that, many, many rotting hands burrowed themselves from the ground, followed by noxious and scarred faces. They were zombies.

I got shocked for a while, before making a run for it. I ran at full speed, towards the car park labeled "701A". The entrance was blocked by more zombies. I turned left and saw more zombies. The right and back was where I came from and got chased. I bashed through and just ran. My fear succumbed my speed, I was slower. The zombies also ran, faster than those zombies in L4D2. They were close to outrunning me, I was close to my end. Then I woke up, in cold sweat...

Once a Shame, Now a Fame

I went to Kuala Lumpur to celebrate Chinese New Year with my relatives. This is known as "拜年" and this happens annually. I don't have any doubts on this, for it would dishonor my race and religion. As usual, I received many "红包". My relatives range from slums to riches. Most of my poor relatives will slot in $2 into the 红包. However my rich relatives, unless if stingy, may slot in $50 into it. This is, in fact, awesome. All we had to do is to wrap our left palm over our right fist, then say, "新年快乐！" or "恭喜发财！". While my gutless brothers spoke in a soft and sissy tone, I was the only one who dare shouted these greetings. I was the best among us. Not only that, I also received the most number of 红包. Cool!

Initially, I thought that shouting was barbaric and uncool. Now, maybe it's just me. I believe that anything can be achieved. Every desires are just one step away. It would only be whether the one who dreams it wants to reach out for it.

My battle against fear and pride... I have to believe in my victory.