soon, soon.

i am feeling a vague sense of satisfaction and accomplishment, having just translated hitomi's IS IT YOU? into japanese (the song is in japanese). actually all i did was type the hiragana into the computer, and wait for it to rearrange itself into comprehend-able kanji (the word looks like kranji, within which there is an army camp ohh dread) using my four-month old japanese infant vocabulary. suddenly the song which has been stuck in my head for the past four years (sec4, j1, j2, recently) now has meaning, and i love it more than ever. excerpts:

君だと信じだ
瞬間に
強い風が吹き見誰た
何時か解り痩せれて
戸惑いも消えて

literally that meant: i trust you, in a moment who is the strong wind blowing, when will i be skinny and i have lost the feeling of being lost.

how bizzare, but i think i get what it means.

there's a lot of pretty images in the song, like it's raining and it looks like the sky is crying, i look up and beg the sky strongly. there are also lines which mean (i think) there is a round new world, i blow the flute and there's a nice sound. or try the starting lines:

時は
気まぐれ
夜空にうかう星座は
何を物語

what stories are the constellations in the night sky telling?

we loves it. i now wish i hadn't dropped japanese in sec two, now the only things i can feasibly say in the language are:

今は何時ですか。

which means: 'what is the time now?'

and 解りません,

which means 'i don't understand'. which is a very appropriate description of my life now, but now i risk slipping into clichedom. bother.

tmr happens to be my last day as a pseudo civillian, and i was going to post more photos, but it seems the internet, as usual, doesn't support my endeavours. yesterday turned out to be a great day, we went for breakfast and had two chickens, then played dota (i watched, the lousy shits didn't get a computer for me), then everyone went home to rot fo a bit, before i managed to convince my parents to allow me to go watch mr bean's holiday (which was hmm. just, hmmm. but oh i want to go to france right now as a 1.8m tall good-looking and very, very wealthy and talented caucasian man. i mean the country is so pretty from afar, but i'd probably hate being there as an asian in a tour group because its so fake, or living there because nobody will like me) after dinner at 9.30 pm. too bad there wasn't a vermonster outing already, but oh well, i guess good friday isn't too far away, and it would have been awkward seeing as to how we've all drifted apart and how things have turned out lately. meeting the sister for steamboat at marina bay, which should be fun.

somehow i am beginning to formulate this crazy plan for junyuan to come over so we can talk the whole night away again, but he's got work and i've got some police scholarship talk tmr (which i am suddenly very keen to sign up for after packing my duffel bag). oh, leave be, leave be.

shit, i have yet to register for SMU and NTU and USP. shit.

SMU and USP both require wordy essays. shit.

reeeeeeeeech