Futile Struggle

Just two weeks back i was wondering if it was a right decision to enrol for the Broadcast Journalism course. After attending it, I must say it was simply awesome! In five days, I have learnt to interview, present, script, edit, did the final cut pro and complete my own production. It was a wonderful learning experience with a fabulous instructor, fun-loving mates and helpful, obliging peeps at Singapore Media Academy. Everything about the entire course is just great. I truly enjoyed myself over the short five days. And who can forget Mr. Augustine Anthuvan's favourite phrase - "Hurry up guys! I'd be done with Avatar 2 by the time you guys finish!" He's so nice, made learning so fun. :) What's best is I realised that it is possible to produce a good piece of news within a tight timeline. Can't wait to get my copy of the production from Ric. And of course hopefully I can breeze through the assessment on 28th. Only with that will there be a completion.

Knocking On The Wrong Door

New term's gonna start later! and I am excited about the broadcast journalism class. hopefully reality's not going to dampen my anticipation. had some great workout today doing the chores. I have changed the sheets, packed my books and wardrobe, done the laundry and cleaned the bathroom. it feels great that everything smell good and are sparkingly clean. gonna crash soon lest i turn up late for the first day. gosh! I'll be in lectures for more than 12 hours for the next two days. think i'm gonna be darn spent and drained by Wednesday.

saw a post on FB and I realised I have been knocking on the wrong door. all these while I said I will not hope anymore and I want nothing more than keeping our friendship. I have been bottling up the overwhelming feeling of wanting him but I can't deny the existence of such feelings. I can’t deny that I do like him and want him. but that post made me realised that there is really no chance for a relationship to ever develop between us. my romeo is still longing for his juliet.

I don't wanna let obstinacy rule me anymore. I have decided not to close my options. It is unnecessary and stoopid to do so. perhaps I don't feel that much for him after all. this has dawned on me when I realised there was no heart-thumping anticipation when we went out the other day. those fuzzy butterfly feelings were not there at all. maybe this part of me has long died together with the lost years. it will definitely be much easier to move on. nonetheless, I am thankful to recognise through him that I can and have moved past the most difficult period. all the best in getting your juliet, my God-given tool.

crashing.... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz......