Friday, June 03, 2005

Of princes and beggars

A story which dig deeped in memories resurfaced in my meagre mind. The man who counted, was respected. general truths in life he didn't address, yet he solved complexes and intricate problems with his gift for numbers and logic.

As the human body degenerates with the flow, wouldn't it be cool to have it end with life coming to one full cycle? Treasure the gifts in daily life... ...

Maths Olympiad was ostensibly managable, but somehow i just couldn't process the thoughts. stunned! however, what followed after concluded wed 1st june to be special. accompanied by two geniuses, we visited suyong at SGH and saw him got discharged. take care bro! the 3 of us (sannin) have surpassed levels of disgustingly sophisticated lame dialogue. thanks junjie & weiding! your presence never fails to squeeze brain juices and bring smiles.

Setting foot in Bugis, my pace reduced to a saunter as i consciously observed and appreciated the surroundings. totally cooL! =) it then came to a solemn moment outside seoul garden. 5 heaps of pure meat vanished into our stomachs as sufi, kumar and i whacked the table. i cleared mountains of rice and we showed no mercy after 3 hours of battle. Afew lucky ones were spared as we munched on desert, MMM comm will strike again!! =) sorry yixin, i didn't make it to marina bay. you enjoy yourself dongster assistant leader! grow up already still play water gun... haha

thurs: 4 hrs of normal lessons, 3hrs of s paper, 3hrs of game concept workshop. on the train, pang ker exclaimed "let's go town now, set?", reply "set". at bedok, "i feel like going to east coast", a frantic dash out of the closing doors. good decision, good intuition. as we sat down enjoying the desert at the laguna, an unexpected phonecall by mr yeow. "hey stuck, sorry to disturb but are ya enjoying your food?" i raised to my feet, and glanced around as if we were stalked. sarah, pangker and i then moved beside him and his friend. the night was young. they departed, so did we to bedok jetty. stars coruscated across the sky with the familiar breeze.

my heart was there, yet somewhere else. a paradox perhaps?

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