Saturday, March 29, 2014
Recovery.
Saturday, March 22, 2014
53 Quotes That Will Make You Rethink Everything.
Words I Never Said.
but I'm talking to myself.
Say something. Sometimes I wish I had the courage to say something. To speak up, to let others know of my opinions. Maybe if I actually said something, things might have changed for the better. But now, it's too late to muster the courage that was needed, and everything still remains unsaid.
I honestly want myself to stop thinking so much. I think I tend to over-dramatize my thoughts a lot. Like seriously a lot. It sucks having a tsunami of possibilities flooding in my mind over every detail that occurs. Maybe it's this thinking that made me analyze every situation at the best of my ability, but it doesn't help in letting me restore my inner peace. I think I've overdone it again. I've chosen to not heed my junior's advice and just go for it. Maybe it's plain stupidity on my part, because I simply lost the words to say when the conversation struck. But at least one thing's for sure now, that feeling. That feeling wasn't what I thought to be. It's just a linger. Linger for the friendship to be restored again. But no matter how much I want it to be restored, things will never be the same again. Would it be the same to leave our state now, then to wait for it to fall apart in the end again? This entire drama, it was entirely my fault, and I take ownership for it. I don't think anything I say, or anything I do, can make me forgive myself for what I did. Sometimes when I think of you, guilt fills my heart. You were always the forgiving one, but I was shutting you down, and out, completely every time you tried to save things.
I got to do something with the barriers I build up between others and me. Maybe they have grown stronger over the years after what I've experienced. The fear of meeting new friends and ending up in disappointment. To be honest, I wasn't exactly transparent with those around me, especially the friends that I've made during the past 1.5 years. I was quite superficial to them, and they didn't deserve the treatment that I was offering them. You know, it really sucks hiding in the mental cave that I'm always in whenever I'm outside, because I don't really interact much with others. It sucks even more forcing that smile on my face when things aren't alright. I don't know how many times I've mentioned this here, but it has got to stop. I will be happier no matter what happens. I guess it's really time to open up my mind and myself to my friends. It's time to stop speaking in silence and being afraid of saying something wrong. I guess I should really start opening up to those around me, especially those who have been supportive of me all these while.
But before I take this leap of faith, I really want closure. It was something that I took for granted, and left it hanging by a thread instead. I really want to start this conversation and see where it goes from there. I doubt I'll be given a second chance for what I've done, but at least when I look back, I took a chance and gave it my best shot. It's time to put an end to this chapter of my life, especially since it has lasted for quite a while. It's time to really start afresh next term, and have the confidence of making friends back again.
So much to tell you,
and most of all goodbye.
But I know that you can't hear me anymore.
Monday, March 17, 2014
Regrets.
A million little wishes float across the skies.
If I could go back in time to change things, to make it right, would things turn out differently in the end? Would I know who my true friends are? Would I know who are the ones who stood by my side throughout the past few years? Would I really open up to other people? It's always questions like these that make me feel disconnected with reality, because I'll be stuck in my own realm of imagination and thoughts. But honestly, all of us have regrets. From the little things, to not noticing the big things in life. We get too caught up with the things at our sight, that we ignore our hindsight. I was given the liberty to choose, and it was a wrong decision made. I've chose the little things over the big things that mattered, like my friends and family. I became so self - centred that I forgot who I were. I've became a monster and committed selfish and horrible mistakes, just to boost my ego. I've learnt my mistakes the hard way. I really wanted to run, to escape from the punishment that karma had planned for me. But it had to be a bitter medicine to swallow. I grew from this experience, and learnt many invaluable things in life. Maybe it was because of this experience, that I started becoming more judgemental. First impressions mean a lot to me these days. I'm starting to compare almost every single aspect of my life with others. I've already developed a different attitude to those who don't treasure a single bit of me. Maybe kindness does come with a price. A price of being used. I'm really sick and tired of this feeling. I know that sometimes, it may be ungrounded, but I still feel that I'm right. I'm really afraid of my mind these days. The thoughts that I'm having recently, they seem so surreal. It feels like it's only a matter of time before they come alive.
Dandelions.
Wednesday, March 12, 2014
Erase and Rewind.
Eyes make their meet in difficulties,
With wounded lips and salted cheeks.
I honestly wish you stayed. Looking back now, I can't believe that I have managed to survive the past 2 years living with this regret of not trying to make things right, or at least have a closure. I told a lie today, just to cover up the truth. It wasn't her that I was missing. It was you. I don't know why, but a wave of regret never fails to hit me hard whenever I see your name appear. Has the feeling returned? I'm not really sure. All I know now is that I'm missing your company. You were literally the only friend I had in my entire life who truly understood me. You saw right through me, no matter how I tried to cover things up and make everything seem okay. Damn. I'm sorry for everything that I've done. I know that you probably will not visit this blog again, but if you do, you should know who you are. Maybe it's just me having this one-sided talk with myself, convincing myself hopelessly that you'll return. But the truth of the matter is, I'm probably casted away from your memories already. You stopped fighting when I wanted you continue, or maybe because I didn't even give you a chance to have a proper closure in the first place. Now, I can no longer press the erase and rewind button because nothing I do can change what happened, and will perhaps also give you a wrong idea of me. There's literally no reason for us to talk now. Sigh. There's no way of fixing a timebomb that had already exploded. A timebomb that I never discovered. I regret taking you for granted. Maybe it was you who made me play on the safe side; to mind my words whenever I talked, in case I said some things that I shouldn't have said. Maybe it was because of you that made me treasure my friends more. But it still feels really different without you. The days when we talked about everything under the sun and shared what made us down everyday.
Sigh. There's no point talking about all this now when I'm just a merely someone who has already been forgotten. I wish you stayed, but I'm also glad that you've moved on. Even if you stayed, you'll walk away again. And I know that I won't be able to survive another farewell, and will never forgive myself for what I have done. Salted cheeks. That happens whenever I think about what could have remained if I controlled myself. Perhaps you're the only one who managed to take parts of me away. Sigh. If only I could remove this feeling of mine completely.
Perhaps a feeling that keeps coming back, is a feeling that never left.
Sunday, March 2, 2014
Dark Horse.
You should know what you're fighting for.
Dark Horse. These are the two words that I'll use to sum up my entire experience with Novus. Novus, we may be green, but every single one of us came from different backgrounds. I remember the very first time I met all of them, clearly unaware that this group of people would be the closest group of friends I'll ever be with throughout my entire stay here at NYJC. We had our fair share of awkward moments, knowing that we didn't have any popular kids amongst us, and feeling extremely discouraged thinking that we wouldn't be able to get as high as the other OGs. Right from the start, we had this mentality that we would not win at all, simply because we were not as cool as the other kids in the other OGs.
And that was when the other OGs decided to strike. I'm not trying to foster any hatred between the groups now, but all of us had to admit that we were the ones being belittled and looked down upon. It was quite obvious that Novus was constantly the topic in their whatsapp chats, and it wasn't because of how well we did, but because of how sucky we were to them. To be honest, it felt like Novus was the only family isolated from the other three families, simply because we were cast aside, like unwanted goods that did not manage to get sold during a warehouse sale. Even though I wasn't there for the first performance check, I heard that we were a mess. I remember us freaking out over the realisation of the amount of work we had to do during the holidays, when half of it has passed already. I still remember the very first day I learnt the choreography for "One-Shot". Damn. It was hard. Like seriously hard. It's probably the first choreography that made me doubt myself - whether I would be able to pull it off during the actual performance. Learning only the first half of the first set of 8 took up 2 hours of practice that day. We were that unproductive, when the other OGs were almost done with finalising and learning their dancesteps. Thinking back now, it's a feat learning those dance moves. We may not have perfected it, but we at least gave it our all, and that's what that matters the most.
Novus. We've had our highs and lows, with more lows than highs. It didn't feel encouraging when the other OGs looked down on us, seriously. The feeling that we got from the other OGs was that there was no longer an 'N' in NYJC. Maybe that's the main reason why we're so close now. We were at ground zero, literally, and we had no other families to rely on whenever we needed help. All we had was us. Maybe that's the reason why we only have one NOVUS. Not the popular-Novus and the poor-Novus. Just Novus, with our 'N' capitalised. What we shared to one another during the last day of orientation was right - we wouldn't be the same right now, if any one of us gave up halfway and left. Novus. All of us played an equal role in building what it has become today, whether it has been seen by others or not. The list could go on and on. Without Rachel and Heng Gee, we wouldnt be so bonded today, because it was those dance practices that gave us time to know one another better. Without Ben, I wouldn't have cute hamster cheeks to brighten up my day during mealtime. Without Brian, the ice and our personal barriers between us would not have been broken effectively... To put it simply in words, they were honestly the best group of friends I've ever had in my entire JC life.
Yes, we've had our fair bit of arguments, days when our anger would come out all of a sudden and shots fired towards one another. But at the end of the day, we forgive because we're one big family. I've never felt comfortable talking to 35 people individually or as a whole group before, despite the similar opportunities I had in the past. But because of Novus, I did. To be honest, they were the ones who brought the light into my life. I was at the stage of falling apart just days before we first met, with all the conflicts and thoughts flooding my mind. They were the ones who could make me smile genuinely without hiding any ulterior motive. They were the ones whom I could take off my mask of emotions and hang out with. They were seriously the ones who made me believe that I could belong to a circle of friends without thinking that I'm just being an extra there. They were the ones who restored my faith in true friendships.
To be honest, there were times when I felt like giving up on them. Maybe it was my mind overthinking and stuff, but there were times when my mind started to explode and made me wonder whether I was excluded from the family, especially after what some of them said to me. I tried to hold myself back for weeks, drifting away from the meetings and outings that they had. But as I walked away, my heart was empty. Like really empty. What would I be without Novus? Nothing. I wouldn't have learnt so much and changed into a better person without them. I would still be stuck in the past, thinking about the past instead of the present of the future. But they, they were my main motivation to come to school, so that we could hang out with one another whenever we were free. They are also the only group in NY whom I could be brutally honest with. They are the only ones who did not require any form of sugar coating whenever I had to address certain issues, because I knew that I wouldn't get judged for what I said, and that they really understood me and my intentions.
The outings we had. They may have been small (in terms of the outing itself, not the participation), but they were awesome in their own unique ways. I think that this group of friends would always have a special place in my heart, because they were the first group of friends whom I had steamboat, mass sleepover and Christmas with. There are just too many fond memories of us together that I can't recall. Thank you for the experiences that all of you have offered me, even though I couldn't make it for some. They're seriously the only group of friends who can make me feel the guilt of not being there with them, despite my emotions on any day, when I'm needed somewhere else. I'd always have this urge to head towards where they are even when I'm supposed to be somewhere else. They're that important to me. Seriously, if I could go back in time and change it, December 2013 would be the only December in my life so far, that I wouldn't change. They made that Decemeber the best month of the year, despite my bad memories with that month. They might be the greatest mistake I've ever made in my entire schooling life, with the tremendous pile of homework that needed to be cleared whenever I'm with them. But I would honestly commit that mistake of joining all over again, because they were blessings in disguise to me.
Novus. There's really no fear and no shame being in this family now. We fought, we fell, but we stood together as one all the way from the start to the end of this journey, and the many more that's coming. We were the dark horse of the orientation, from being a zero, to being our very own heroes. They may have taken down the Novus flag, and got done with Prima Volta, but nobody can take away that Novus part of me no matter what I do, or where we go.
Here's to the one and only... NOVUS.
We are the perfect storm.