I thought I've seen enough of people with attitude problems during 12yrs of my education. Then you realise..there's more to come in uni. All sorts of people there, super loud, super dao, super quiet, super indifferent, super sporty, super fake, super nice, super psychotic.

I hate it when people become so selective about who to make friends with that they aspire to eliminate those who don't belong to their "gang" and only associate with friends whom they think are cool. Come on lah, you really think you very chio and nice and attractive? Even if you are..there's really no need to make others feel unwanted on this planet earth just because of your existence.

Just because you party all night, go for all sorts of outings and activities, have like thousands of people in your contact list, it doesn't make you a good person.

This serves as a reminder for myself too. Not to try too hard in fitting anywhere, but just being what the Lord wants me to be.

Not trying to defame the name of anyone in particular, but please arh, all these are so real in university. Now I understand what the teachers meant by "the sheltering walls of PL".

I was super upset yesterday that I could have broken down any minute in the bus or train. Just very appalled by the fact that I can have such high EQ. Seriously, when such a thing happened, the next moment I had to act as if everything was normal, and talk to my tutorial mate whom I bumped into at the bus stop. She asked me how come the car stopped so suddenly like an emergency brake, I didn't know what to answer.

After the whole stupid thing, I just bottled up my emotions. Finally there came the breaking point. Mopped in the neighbourhood just to get out of this world and get back my sanity. And then I realised I actually don't have a super, extremely close friend whom I can pour my heart out to.

I shall not mention the issue online. Despite being hurt for no good reason (which my parents agreed for the first time), I won't stoop so low as to make others suffer the same hurt as I did.

Now I really admire those whose motto is "tian ta xia lai le dang bei zi gai".

But at least, I learnt that my parents are the only human beings in this world who genuinly love me. Sometimes they really irriate the h*** out of me, sometimes I can't stand their naggings and harsh tones, but deep down i know they do care. Their love isn't like friendship, I don't perceive it as kinship, yet I can sense it's unconditional. I bet it's the first time I'm mentioning online that my parents love me.

I would like to love them back.

I just read Esther's blog. I share the same sentiments. Quotes her: I'm not worried about the saying goodbye. I'm worried about the day i stop feeling sad about having said goodbye.

Vanity. All things are just transient according to Solomon, the wisest man in history. Maybe I have been lying to myself all this while.