Luvprada

One Night in Beijing, I have left my affections

Won’t ask my way after midnight for fear of treading into the rosy path

One Night in Beijing, you better stay sober

Whether you love or not is merely dust in history

It would be the song I pick up in Karaoke session on and off.

In the aftermath of mine, I was totally lost in ecstasy, at least for 1 or 2 hours. Then only I found myself handling it totally wrong. 180 degree deviated from the supposed-to be carefree, calm and nonchalant. It was a fun time with an attractive one for once, but these followed up plenty of emotional baggage from my side.

This week, I find myself grasping at mixed emotions. There is absolute no regret, but I have never been great at just letting things be without analysing it to death. And not that I’m analysing that night, but rather what I do now. So I left a friendly message saying thank you for everything and see you soon. No strings attached, no pressure, just friendly outreach.

Of course, there’s been no response, no reply, no indication anything ever happened. Which, in truth, is the way these things are supposed to work. I have done my part and can walk away saying “Hey, I tried.” (with great sorrow tone)

Now if I can get rid of these anxious feelings in my chest…

The bottom line is, I still alive and I will survive. In conjunction to Scholars dinner tonight in Warrane College, I have once again emerged victorious from the Tunnel of Heartbreak and see the light of academy. It’s only a tunnel, not a black hole. There is life at the end of it. My phone alarm is still ringing every morning, my pooh bears are still there with me and research and tutoring are still running.

SCHOLARS DINNER

The scholars evening is a traditional night in Warrane College when those residents who score a Distinction average for the academic year that has passed are acclaimed and awarded.