another teacher from nyjc passed away yesterday. he was on holiday with his newly wedded wife on their honeymoon, damn it! why? ever notice how people always lament, "oh it's so sad, it was only another week to his birthday", or "his pregnant wife's going to give birth anytime now"? i mean, it's not like there's ever a convenient time to die but.. either that or someone out there enjoys spurts of luckless irony.

notice i said another. that's because it seems like just some time ago that miss hamima (sorry if i've misspelt it) went too. God be with the people at nyjc.


shang's off with lynn again. this time, possibly for real. and it's been quite a revelation for me- i've gotten the chance to hear it from the guy's point of view. all along i've been getting it from veen, and now i get to see both sides of the story. and believe me, it's not easy standing here. on one hand i want to explain to shang why girls do the things we do, and on the other i want to hug the poor boy and tell him to move on.

relationships. if only we could muster as much effort for our work as we do towards trying to figure out what to do. and that is why hedonism is such a draw. enjoy, and why bother about the why and how and what, if all they do is lessen your pleasure? of course there are drawbacks, but everything has its pros and cons. love utterly, and you expose your vulnerabilty and ability to get hurt, badly. be wary, and you can never express yourself fully.

which to choose? one can only guess. good luck.