The stars died so that you could be here today

That afternoon, she walks into the house for the first time. It's dim. The ceiling light shone weakly. A thick curtain covered the window. "Good afternoon", they exchanged greetings. She saw a mahjong table in the center of the room. Books, papers, folders, a pencil case covered the green table. Instinctively, she walked over and took a seat beside her student. Question after question of mathematics filled the stale afternoon air. "Do you understand?" "Yes, I do", the student always replies, albeit with a blank expression. That blank expression that fills the face of the dazed, the uninterested, the blur. The mother puts on a surgical mask and gloves and begins wiping down the room. Every spot is kissed by the cloth gently. No area is missed. It's strange. A musky scent filled the house, the corners are dark, the walls black with years of neglect, the sofa peeling from mistreatment. Yet, the mother is prideful in her job that afternoon.

Soon we'll come to the end of life's journey and perhaps never meet anymore.    13/01/2014 [13/365],  0010100. Also, my favourite lecturer.  14/01/2013 [14/365] , Going back to old favourites.   15/01/2014 [15/365],  Clearing. // Also I need to be braver in taking photos of people.    16/01/2014 [16/365], It's become a habit to listen to music or watch a movie to sleep when I'm upset. 17/01/2014 [17/365], For I heard eggs are good for your hair.   18/01/2014 [18/365], Three girls squealed at how cute a quail egg was presented // Koh's Grill and Sushi Bar 19/01/2014 [19/365], The wait. I've been throwing a little temper tantrum at home aimed at my mom. The guilt's starting to surface, but it's currently World War M with my mom right now. In some moments the anger I have shocks me. I never realized I could be so petty. Tomorrow I'll be teaching tuition again for the first time in 2 years because my fin

First parts of Jeju I got to explore, near the Teddy Bear Museum. The temperature was around zero degrees, the wind was blowing at full strength and I was in a shirt, jeans, and a jacket. Damn near froze. Teeth were chattering, stomach went into involuntary cramping and legs couldn't stop shivering. I understand why dying from the cold is not a much better option than burning to death.  School Day Count: 3 Emotional State: Stress Work Load: Piling up It's only been three days of school, but it's the first three days like never before. Lecturers are diving into module content so quickly, I'm already drowning. There's no space for breathing in the technical depth modules. The pace feels like that of a technical breadth module in mid-semester.  A trend I've observed among the electrical engineering professors: They do not like to declare required laboratory sessions in their module information. I suspect it's to keep workload to a minimu

December was spent looking forward to this year end trip to Korea. I was excited to leave everything aside and close the year on a good note. Sometimes it's important to have a sweet ending. Ties up nicely to a sweet beginning.  There was time to spare after checking in, hence I persuaded-forced my dad to take a family photo in front of a Christmas tree haha. This photo is so blur and there are so many flaws but I cherish this because it's our first family photo in a decade, no joke. My dad kept grumbling and forbade me from Facebook-ing this... because... HE WORE HIS SHIRT THE WRONG WAY AROUND *shhh*. Now you know where I inherited my blur genes from.  Family. Tadah, my inflight entertainment. I loathe morning / afternoon flights because I can't get to sleep on the plane, unlike early morning or late night flights, where I basically sleep the entire journey. But, I was well prepared with my book and a couple of videos loaded into my phone.. but smart me

The week was spent feeling all PMS-Y and bloated. Hopefully the new week will be spent more wisely. Tomorrow's the start of a brand new semester. May I have all sorts of courage and swagz to deal with unwanted people. Ok, but in all seriousness, may my brain be a little more savvy when it comes to idea brainstorming. I think I should just let my 365 photos be of all formats, and do away with the black/white borders. // Still experimenting. 06/01/2014 [6/365], I'm over all the butterflies 07/01/2014 [7/365], Newfound love of soup wanton noodles. Remembered about taking a photo only after blazing through it. 08/01/2014 [8/365], Edit your life with clothes 09/01/2014 [9/365], Not sure if I should be glad or sad that I'm no longer them 10/01/2014 [10/365], Bloop bloop bloop 11/01/2014 [11/365], Pig innards will never fail to make my day. 12/01/2014 [12/365], Typical Sundays

It was a productive shopping trip with my mom today! 1 dress + 1 blouse + 1 romper-ish dress (I have no idea) + 1 cardigan = $77.90 OMG. Do you have any idea how happy I am?! And I got this all in Orchard! Buying cheap nice things makes me so happy :D. #auntymode First CNY loot that I really like :D. // Sidenote: I hate how Instasize compressed the image so much it's now pixelated ugh. But at the same time shopping makes me really upset. I have a really low metabolism rate, and coupled with my humongous appetite (I'm positive that I have a man's stomach), it's very hard to maintain a figure that can actually fit into clothes. What's even worse is that I'm currently at a size that's slightly too large for S / XS and too small for M. Impossible to find fitting clothes. Clothes shops should really carry more sleeved articles that are dressier looking. More specifically, sleeves that are larger. I naturally have larger arms, as compared to my legs / hi

2014. So much hope for the future.  I haven't been keeping to improving my running. The past two days has seen me reverting to a pig like state: eat, sleep, wake up, eat, sit around, eat, sleep. I can't seem to find motivation to move my lazy butt out of my bed in the morning. Running in the afternoon isn't a problem, but mornings seem to be the bane of my life. Somehow, I'm going to need to adjust my body clock to a few months ago where I managed to sleep earlier and wake up earlier. Progressively sleeping earlier.. I think.  01/01/2013 [1/365], & so we bade farewell to a year fraught with tears.   02/01/2013 [2/365],  The kindergarten years.   03/01/2013 [3/365],  Chilli to burn your stomach. 04/01/2013 [4/365],  First book of 2013.  "This is for you," he said, holding one of the parts out to the monk. "It’s for your generosity to the pilgrims." "But this payment goes well beyond my generosity," t