its never my wish to have the world to revolve around me, but just this once i feel overwhelmed by a gnawing urge to have things go my way. if i saw myself from a third person's perspective right now, i'd probably barf and feel compelled to whack myself over the head with a mace. i have great admiration for those who are able to remain cool as a cucumber even in times of mind-grinding anxiety. my head can only withstand so much torture.
keeping my fingers crossed :(
that aside.
caught The Island during one of my various supposed camps and found the movie terribly disconcerting. with technology in fastforward mode, anything is possible. now i'm starting to question if the movie is even pure fiction (?!). as it always is with science&tech, our ethics and morals are often put to the test - this is when we begin wondering if our reactions would be of the same level of disgust should we be put in a situation where we urgently require an organ transplant or were incapable of bearing children. if we were to ignore all costs, and focus on decision-making regardless of whether or not the decision made would be within our means, i think we would definitely be faced with some disappointing answers. the things people are willing to do just so they can cheat death ...
school's starting soon, and i can sense a voice in my head telling me its time to get myself a little more involved. went for VIVACE (cca fair) today and was blown away by the enthusiasm of the pple of SMU. call it culture shock or just SHOCK. full stop. CJC is not synonymous with enthusiasm. therefore, this sort of loud cheering and over-zealous rallying is something my immune system is just not built for. was coaxed into putting my name down for at least 4 ccas thanks to the unbearable noise and heat. every little bit of noise was just bouncing off walls and bombarding us like invisible molecules sent to destroy us freshies. i'm sure it also had something to do with my complete compliance towards anyone who came my way, urging me to join the cca they were in, jabbing fliers in my ribs and waving cards in my face.
hoo boy. i cannot begin to imagine what school is gonna be like.