Swamps and fireworks.

The night before: 0315 thereabout. (Help!!!)
Last night: 0300. (Nooooo!)

In case you are wondering, I was posted to Temasek Polytechnic, School of Design, Retail and Hospitality Design. Yes, I know, it sounds like a huge joke to you. I was surprised myself. Initially, I took it hard, I knew how tough this journey would be, especially when I don't have art background. But I slowly came to terms with it. I went to the extent of going to the National Library just to get some books for me to refer. Yes, you can call me a dweeb for once. I thought I would just chuck those books aside, with dust piling and cobwebs spinning. Instead of doing that, I actually read those books. I've read two so far, and everything in them captures my soul. It seems like I am developing an interest for RHD.
Guess what I did?
I tried to appeal for Retail Management.
Results are out today, and I went to check.
I
think
I
got
it.
I'm not very sure about it, you know how dumb I can get. (I'll update.)
I told myself, whatever the results may be, I would be fine with it.
I don't know why, but I'm afraid I may get into Retail Management. I wanted this course not because of interest. I just had a silly belief, thinking that business would have better future prospects than design.
So, I am really at a loss, all fouled-up.
However, what's done has already been done. I'm just going to accept whatever that has been given to me.
See, that's the result of not knowing what you want. Contradicting is my nature, and don't learn from me. I know how many times I have faltered in steps I have taken throughout my sixteen years of existence.
No regrets in the decision I have made, though.
Please understand.



She was awakened, in her nightgown and barefooted, finding herself in the middle of a long stretch of road that didn't seem to have an end on both sides. She knew it leads to the hustle bustle city. She never contemplated taking the road as the continuation to her journey. It was too dangerous.
Barren land with miracles of sparse withered weeds.
She saw a mountain behind the barren land. Just one mountain, that seems to be reaching out for the night sky.
Vast land with a forest of trees sitting on it.
She never did see the faint light coming from that little cottage amid those trees.
She knew what she wanted. Yes, she does.

He was awakened, in his slacks and straw hat, finding herself in the middle of a long stretch of road that didn't seem to have an end on both sides. He knew it leads to the hustle bustle city. He never contemplated taking the road as the continuation to his journey. It was not worthwhile.
Barren land with miracles of sparse withered weeds.
He never did see the moon that hangs above the mountain. Neither did he see that one mountain.
Vast land with a forest of trees sitting on it.
He saw that dim light coming from that little cottage and he felt the warmth that he is praying for.
He knew what he wanted. Yes, he does.

She went great lengths to have the moon for company. That's all.
He had the embrace from his wife. That's enough.


It happened.