leap year

i really ought to be sleeping. cos i foresee, in the face of an approaching unprepared-for mid-sem test and competition deadline, a sleepless weekend ahead.

anw.

i was in the school library this morning. there weren't alot of pple around - only some lounging on the colourful chairs, lost in their books. i wasn't exactly looking for anything in particular, just flipping around in search of inspiration, and for the sense of doing things. alot of things were on my mind, but somehow then and there, i felt somewhat happy for being where i was.

there are certain questions associated with certain stages in life. some of the things pple usually ask me these days is where i'm going for my grad trip, and whether i'm considering further studies after graduation. the answer to the latter is a standard no. enough studying already, really.

but recently i have come to think i will miss a few things about uni-life. the freedom, the friends, of course. and then there's this sense of possibility that can be so empowering. the sense that anything i can dream of, can possibly happen, when you trudge through the diverse mix of pple and explore the wonders of undiscovered fields of study, or facades of life.

ok anw.

i was re-watching parts of the ever-haunting 'the hours' some days ago on tv. and i remember this scene when meryl streep was talking to chio-bu claire danes. she was saying how when she was young, she will wake up one day and suddenly feel like that day was full of possibility. and feel like that it was the beginning of happiness. then she laughs and says that THAT very moment, wasn't the beginning. but happiness itself already. Or something like that.