Es Muss Sein

Today we did The Unbearable Lightness of Being in class. I think what resonated most with me was the negation of the concept of en muss sein - it must be - in the novel.

I used to (still do?) think that everyone I have ever met was because it must be - and it could not have been otherwise. I did not think that it was attributed to chance or fortuity. Sometimes I marvel that I know the people I know, because of the chain of causes leading up to these meetings seem so tenuous in retrospect. But isn't it fate (so cheesy...) when things happen the way they do, despite an infinite number of possibilities that could have run its course instead? Or is it really just chance that a particular chain of events unfold?

Or perhaps we are living the it-has-been-otherwise without realizing it. Sobering thought.


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I'm thinking of reviving this space, but I don't have much content. A lot of blogs seem to make outfit posts their main content. I think if I make my bf (or bae, as they call it nowadays -_-) take a picture of my outfit every time we meet he might bring me to Pulau Ubin and come back by himself. But honestly, besides the lack of content, I have come to - not despise, exactly, but I cannot find a better word for it - my own writing.

I was so discouraged by the results of my academic writing when I first entered university that I stopped writing here (I averaged a B-). My sentences, besides being unable to express my ideas, were flat, ineloquent, and sterile (unfortunately they still are). I thought that was the nature of academic writing, until I read some stuff that a particular professor wrote, and that stuff was just... exquisite.
All I can say is... p o o t. This is the extent of my eloquence.

Dayre

Um hi (to who har). I'm blogging at Dayre now (just started, so I should be enthusiastic for a while)!

Poot lyrics

Vanilla Twilight by Owl City

I look at my hands and feel sad / Because the spaces between my fingers are right where yours fit perfectly

... You think very poetic? I tell you - SPACES BETWEEN FINGERS ARE ADJUSTABLE. You could hold hands with Ah Meng and it would still fit perfectly, ok??

That's right sista

Love You Like A Love Song by Selena Gomez

I, I love you like a love song baby / I, I love you like a love song baby / I, I love you like a love song baybeeeeeeeeeeee

Wait. This has the potential to make sense if it's better expressed. Like.... "I, I love you like how they sing of love in love songs baby". Lolol sing until Selena go meh (....).



Fall for you by Secondhand Serenade

But hold your breath/ Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you over again / Don't make me change my mind

Ok.... THE GIRL FART YOU WILL CHANGE YOUR MIND NOT HAHAHA

Crabby crabby crabby crabby

Mel's 21st

Yes it's Mel's 21st so I post pictures of me and Rachel.

Pahtee

Gif

1. What direction is it running in?
2. Concentrate hard enough and you can make it run in the opposite direction as well.
3. Concentrate even harder and you'll see it running back and forth.
4. Somebody tell me when you've managed to make it waltz.

Ma bird

Me, holding up a packet of bird food with a picture of a cockatiel on it: Look Don Don, who's that huh? Who's that?

Don Don: ...?

Me: Look at it! Is that you Don Don?

Don Don: *tilts head*

Me: HAHA NO

Me: YOU ARE NOT A MODEL

Don Don: ...

WEI

Seriously

YEAH OK