I am back again. Yay, great to know that I'm finally genuinely into jotting down my life in this private journal of mine. I always had the thought of writing a journal, y'know, like so I can reflect on my "younger days" 5 to 10 years later. But the thought of having to use a pen and write it down seems just so tiring I can just pant thinking about it. Blogs are a good place, I figured.

I surprise myself being able to find my way back here again. I must be wondering how the heck I managed to squeeze the time out to doodle my thoughts here. Just completed my SLS test (it's screwed but that's a whole different story). And finally. Finally. Finally. I can catch a little breather.

Finally got my iPad charged up yesterday at home since I don't bring the Apple charger to hall. I am so glad it revived. All my favourite songs and love memories in that rectangular device. Hadn't had the time to reminisce but now that my Top 25 playlist is playing in sequence.... it's like I finally see the light again. What I used to do, sing, admire, love..., who I was, am, and will be... Always. My love for SS501 will never die. These old songs, old but classic songs. They'll never fade from my life.

Which reminds me of my trip to Korea this June-July. Flipped through the photos and oh man, those times. Those fleeting moments of happiness, carefreeness and pure independence. What a life. I'll never forget those days. Makes me wanna relive them again. Strolling along the shopping lanes in the underground shops of Gangnam and looking at the place in a new light -- after "Gangnam Style" got released. Travelling to new and exotic places apart from Busan and exploring new spa hotspots. Eating never-before-seen sea creatures and squirming in disgust but delight at the freshness and rawness of the item. Feasting on the all-too-famous Baskin Robbins, tubs at a time, and ignoring the sweetness that's inevitably going to end up expansion of the waistline anyway. Taking long train and bus rides and appreciating the scenery -- skyscrapers to roadside stalls to isolated streets -- and wondering and slowly understanding what a local's life is truly like all his life here. Travelling gives me such immense joy. Finances aside, the experience of just knowing more about the people, places, things, and simply life around you makes life so much more meaningful.

While I digress to the interests of my life and what I'd like to pursue in future, I bring myself back to earth and back to reality. For now. I'm too incompetent and unaccomplished to be thinking of such things in life now. Right now, it's studies and academia. Back to my small enclosed world of books, notes, assignments, tests and competition. Hate that last word. Not the word on its own, but rather, the excessive and blind engagement in it. I get the logic behind it, but sometimes, when things get so intense, it's only going to hurt and depress. I guess all I want now is to not get too sucked up in it, but live my life like it is mine. Why the comparison when everyone is different and has their own talents and aptitudes? I'm going to try to convince myself to really lead my life with this in mind. It's one tough, challenging and tense journey to sustain, but I'll take the first step, I promise. Somehow I will.

Life's a rocky road and nothing's really going too smooth for me at the moment. It's recess week but then again, what recess week? I know recess week really means reading week. I shall take it as the purposive interpretation of the term holds. We will achieve something this week. Yes. We. Can.

As my Top 25 playlist is coming to an end, I shall also end this entry with a reserved but genuine smile. Let's face life together, world. ;) And see you soon, hopefully!