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17 May.. the day where everything in boarding ends.. it only seems like yesterday since i arrived at the boarding school looking like an idiot with nothing in mind.. blur.. don know what to do.. making silly mistakes like entering the girls floor unknowingly.. ended up scolded.. but nevertheless made new friends, including the one who scolded me.. funny.. supposedly enemy becomes a friend.. life certainly is funny.. unexpected stuff happens and goes..


life in there was hectic due to the presence of a "power station" aka "singapore power" aka "sp".. late while scolding us for being late when we went off for awhile since she was not there.. could never forget that sia.. restrictions and more restrictions.. that is the main feeling of one being there.. reinforcment of rules and more rules.. return for dinner at 6pm if not have to apply for late arrival.. off-premises leave.. everything you do, paperwork has to be done.. whats more is that all the stuff are not out yet.. the gym.. the computer room.. the fitness corner.. the library.. the games room.. what a library without books and games room with no games.. its kinda lame..

boarding school is nothing but a nice name.. the actual feeling is that of a prison.. unabel to anything.. even sleeping time is defined for you.. over protective society.. it will lead to nothing but spolit and rebellious behaviour.. but nevertheless it was a special experience which you would not get easily.. though it may not be pleasant due to some.. but there others who make it better..

the last day was especially fun as we total heck everything and break all the rules haha.. we dint even sleep.. gossipping.. chatting.. eventually hearing about the ghost story that day.. making everyone shiver and scared.. then everything ended which a breakfast which many overslept..

life is nothing but an experience..
experience is nothing but memories..
memories are nothing but data in the mind..
so what exactly is life..









doppelganger is someone that looks exactly like you.. but lives a totally different life from you.. one is said to have 2-3 doppelganger living in the entire world.. one should be unable to meet the other doppelganger but if they do, both will die a horrible death.. do you wish to see yours? or have you seen others'?

i have.. i did.. it was a while since i saw it.. my friend's doppelganger.. i thought it was fake.. i thought i was just being too excited.. too nervous.. but i saw it again.. that makes it twice i saw it.. it maybe just someone alike.. for that look was when she was in sec 2.. and wad more the person is in a secondary school as well.. kinda freaky isnt it.. but yet it was mesmerising looking at the person seeing how similar they are.. how similar they behave.. how similar they portray themselves.. cant help but notice her over and over again.. even their hairstyle is the same..

the first time was the VJC.. the harmoc exchange.. i was enjoying the music when i suddenly spotted someone so familiar.. i was shocked.. she should not have been there.. she cant be there.. the doppelganger was a secondary school kid.. but my friend was the same age as me.. moreover the school was different..

the second was at our SYF.. this time was even more freaky.. i was clearly very calm and still she still looks the same as my friend.. it was not a dream but real.. but it is really possible for such similar people to exist at the same time even though its at a different time frame? what will happen if they meet.. what will happen when they grow up.. what will happen in the future.. nothing can be predicted.. the future is undetermined.. so seize the things precious to you before they get snatched away.. before the opportunity disappears..

have you seen yours?
will you meet one?
undetermined..
uncertainities..

be scared..
be afraid..
for once you die..
you will never get the chance again..










i have said it once.. said it twice.. even thrice but it does not sink in.. to be exact, it does not even appear in real life.. it is nothing more then a fraction of my imagination.. nothing more, nothing less.. craziness.. insanity.. that is wad that is constantly evolving around in me.. illusions, delusions, split personality.. i don know to say about myself anymore.. sometimes it does not even seem like me.. but yet i know its me.. for this is me.. a unique yet common individual.. i am me..

sometimes things are obvious enough for me to realise it without u telling me, yelling it to me.. or even taking it and smacking it in my face.. i know wad i am doing.. i know wad i am thinking.. i am not a blur idiot that only stands there stoning.. there is no point in forcing something.. no point in telling me something of the future, present or past.. it is merely something useless and unnecessary.. i do not need such a thing.. neither do i want such a thing.. life is tiring, boring, something that is.. 2012 prediction.. if only its true.. if only its real.. not just a prediction.. of something that seems so fake.. so obviously a mad scientist's idea or theory..

syf.. nothing more.. nothing less than a "stomach of anger".. imagine how hard we practised.. remember the hard work and effort placed in perfecting our scores.. dynamics.. emotions.. sitting arrangement.. even our attire and our presentation.. make-up!! its damn insane.. all we got is silver but its not the silver that anger us.. it is the overall result that everyone got silver.. cant they even differentiate the good and the best?! might as well just scrap the judging and just give everyone a COP.. saying wad that there are different grades of silver? giving us the purity ar? lame shit.. i do not care that if we are not the best but is it the fact that they did not give an answer to us.. quoting from from pos, "its like waiting for an answer for 100 years, only to hear the answer i don know".. its lame, seriously lame.. make so many of our friends cry.. its not worth it.. just not worth it.. if the tears are shedded over not being the best, i will gladly cry along for the effort we placed in.. but for a no answer, seriously forget it.. they should be glad that their face has no harmoc mark on it.. come on octave, don care over it.. if u need to vent just throw our harmoc at them, we got 2 chances at them sia unlike the other sections.. feels bad for pos and hb.. i cant take girls crying.. i will get into a personality that is unlike me.. too concerned.. too..

laser quest.. have you play it before? i just did for the night adventure in the boarding school.. this kinda made everything worth it.. i was even late for the event, meeting the "power station" at gate.. a miracle that she dint even bother scolding me.. running around with the laser gun was tiring but yet fun.. tactics are typically just for show, only to be improve upon on execution.. cover fire.. friendly fire.. the number of times i was killed by enemy fire < number of times killed by friendly fire.. it was fun.. especially if you have alot of ppl playing around with you.. solaris rock sia.. champions again..

if only the world dies..
everything will be better..
no problems, no nothing..
if only..

the experiences..
the fun and laughter..
are the things that are really important..
but its the medal that proved they existed..