The truth is, I'm just not good with words.

There were many things i actually wanted to write about, but whenever i start typing, i find myself having difficulties putting the thoughts to words. There were many entries that were never published, because they are just too incoherent even for the those that understand me most to comprehand.

Left as "saved drafts", these thoughts remain buried, at the pits of my inner self.

There are times i miss you all, the getting together at chomp chomp's, the marche sessions, the genki sushi, the bah kut teh.

There are times i miss you pple, the andy lau songs, the drinking sessions, the "hong mu" stories.

There are times I think about you. I can just picture you on yur bed, messing with yur split ends, listening to yur fav class 95.

There are times i miss just muggin with you all in the reading room, then a burger at lime green's after that, and the occasional cooking sessions in the lousy kitchen.

There are times i miss, the stupid games and jokes during orientation period. The sentosa trips and the poolside games.

There are times i really appreciate, the unwinding/chillout/makan sessions after a tedious lab, the coffee and the smoothies, the silly jokes and the idle chats.

The super-siaoz-onz-supper-club/ktv gang. Yeah, next time someone else drive me k.

These are memories i really cherish.