So I was wrong about studying.
None of us studied even a drop.
Not even a word. Hahaha!
Started out by going Westmall to eat lunch.
Ate KFC, there was this weird auntie talking. Don't know who she is talking to.. Either herself or.. :S
After having our fill, went to the arcade as usual. Basketball and Jubeat were the main highlights
as per normal. They were packed, and we waited hell long time to be able to play. In the end we were able to, so its not bad :) GOT SEE PRETTY GIRLS. :D HAHAHA.

Okay, so after arcade, we went to Juin Fai house. That was around 5+pm already. Eric opened his Macbook and.. boom. All thoughts about studying flew out the window. Took pictures, and watched funny videos. Then we went to eat dinner. I had this plate of chicken rice not nice one. Win sia.
Anyway, went back to his house to slack again after dinner, was planning for supper, but abit too late already. Went home after I had my fill playing Oni. A game we played in primary school, ahaha!

We'll be meeting on Thursday for dinner and Friday for iceskating. I look forward to it so much! :D End of paper on Thursday.. Well, it seems like the holidays are here already! I have no mood to study for ITB but damn, I have to. Well, at least try to.


Heh, a short story next! :)

Dreams
Thomas lay down on the soft grass, facing the sky sparkling with shimmering stars, twinkling in the darkness of the night. The night breeze was cooling. As he lay there, he started to think..
Dreams or practicality? Thomas started to ponder for his future. Would he pursue his dream?
Thomas loved drawing. He loved painting, he loved giving shape to the things to his imagination and breathe life to his drawings. However, he wondered if he loved drawing so much to become an artist. "I wonder.. Am I good enough to draw well? Would I be talented enough to be like those famous artists? Would I.. even be hired?" These thoughts ran through Thomas's mind as he contemplated about the profitability of being an artist. As much as he loved drawing, he knew it would be a long and difficult road. He may not even get money to support his family. Thomas had 3 other siblings. They were all quite young, 1 was 12 years old, the other 8 years old, and the last one 4. His parents were getting on they're age, and would soon be unable to work. He would have to carry the burden of supporting his family.

Thomas thought:"Wouldn't it be better to live my life like all the rest do? Find a stable white collar job, toll from day to night, come back home to sleep, and go back to work the next day again. Its stable, its safer, and I might earn more money than being an artist. I may never get appreciated if I were an artist.". Thomas thought for abit. It made sense. He still had an entire family to support, if he were to fail, his whole family would be doomed. Who could they ask for help from? Are his dreams more important than his family? Thomas frowned. He didn't like the thought of that. As much as his family was important to him, he wanted to feel like he lived doing the thing he likes. He didn't want to regret very much later in life, complaining that he never had a chance to draw. Thomas felt conflicted.

The cicadas chirped softly. Letting his mind wander, Thomas started to wonder. Is it that important to do something he likes? He doesn't mind that he would have a difficult life being an artist. However, he didn't want his family to suffer just because of his decision. Sacrifices must be made. What if his dream was crushed instead? He would be left with nothing. It would be selfish to make his family suffer if he were to pursue his dream, and fail in the end.

Thomas bolted upright. He stood up slowly and faced the city filled with flashing lights. Thomas made up his mind. He would just be like anyone else, living a lifeless life, with a white collar job, just living for the sake of living. For his family was just that important to him. Or maybe he was just afraid to fail.




Okay, I've come to the end of today's post! I'm off.. to try to study ITB. Update soon!