No man is an island.
I guess I'm a peninsula.
Tied to the main land by a tiny strip of sand.

Every time I enter a new phase in life
I meet new people
More sand gets deposited

Yet slowly but surely
The tiny sandbar gets eroded away
By the relentless waves of time

I'm thankful for the individuals
Who actively pour sand

In a week's time, I shall start drifting again
Perhaps this time
I will find someone who will pour sand
Build a sandcastle
And stay.

Been feeling really moody lately.
Lie on my bed, stare at the ceiling
Thinking about stuff I shouldn't think about
I'm standing at the next major crossroads of my life
But I keep looking back at the route that I've taken
Looking back at all the wrong turns
Looking at my younger self commit the mistakes
That have etched themselves into my memory

And since life is an uphill climb
you can see downhill really clearly
Every
Single
Damn
Thing

I've always taken the "other" road
My route takes me away from the people around me
Now, it seems, I have walked away again
Yet again

It's difficult to see what's ahead
A new island awaits me, it seems
At least for the next few years
Having been away for almost 2
I can't help but laugh cynically at myself
The way I complained in Beijing
The way I missed Singapore
The food
The company
The air
The familiarity

I am 25
Going on 26
Prof Tam is right.
I'm zigzagging.
I thought I had a clear goal in life when I was 18.
But the harsh reality...

I've gotten rusty.
Reading scientific papers again after 2 years of hiatus
Really gives me a headache
As Ms. Lai would say
I can hear the gear cogs creaking noisily in your head
It doesn't help that genomics is so new
The explanations tend to be very technical
But at least it is starting to make some sense

你的真实想法是什么？老实告诉我。
如果男人这么问，女人就会闭口不语。

真实不是剥去虚假的包装后
就会显露出来的甜蜜糖果或巧克力
而好像需要皮肤来保护血和肉
她需要谎言来掩盖真心。

比起需要展露伤口的坦诚
还是灿烂地微笑着说谎话
对那个女人来说更安全。

In the latest episode of Castle,
Castle's ex-wife tells Beckett why she got divorced
"He knew everything about me...enough to fill a million novels
But I didn't even know enough about him to write a pamphlet."

Definitely something I need to improve on...
Letting the people close to me know what I think and feel

As I was having lunch today,
a song started playing in my head
I started humming the chorus
But I couldn't remember what song it was

Slowly the lyrics came back to me bit by bit
It was a korean song
But I still couldn't remember the singer or the title
Then I remembered listening to it in Secondary School

Well then, I thought,
It must be one of BoA's
Back then it was either BoA or Ayumi Hamasaki or Utada Hikaru
The unidentified tune irked me so much that I started searching for it on the net.

Then I finally found it
It was Waiting by BoA

I wonder if it was a mere coincidence or the power of my subconscious
A 10 year old song that I barely remember resurfaces in my mind
With a chorus that matched what was going through my head.

Women always like to ask their other half
Why do you like me?
What made you chase after me?
And that's probably the question guys dread the most
Well ok...second most. After "Does this make me look fat?"

How do you encompass the feeling in words?
Unless you merely want a superficial answer
Your beauty
Your kindness
Your eyes
Your hair
Your smile

You could stop tying a ponytail
Start wearing glasses
But it wouldn't change the fact.
Another girl could have that same smile
But I wouldn't bat an eyelid
Cos it's you.
You.
The entire package.
Even the flaws.

We genuinely don't know why.
We just do.

And that's why it's so hard after a breakup.
Because without knowing why he liked that girl
He can't un-like her.