We are all praying mantis. Mentor's students are called mantis, so i call it praying mantis since we do pray to mentors. It has been relaxing but i am still tired going to school. Well sitting in front of the computer do make human tired. The meer existence of it. Ah, i made a joke out of my cousin's job application form. View below.

Colour Fool. Today a classmate of mine, came up with this name, Because I rolled and rubbed against the walls on my way. Colourful walls, Colour Fool me. There is the colour, I am the fool. I thought of a good idea to make a comedy, maybe roll on different surface or texture of the walls, glass, carpet, any surface. Then make into a video, perhaps it could work(make people laugh). I can imagine crowds of people paying for this kind of concert, watching someone rubbing and rolling the walls on stage, watching youtube videos or visiting the official website of wall rolling action. That would be fun. I am sure that people would say it is stupid but I think it is pretty nice to do(roll). I guess i am not the only one who can think of such way to create fun. It is what I call new way of fun. Rolling on grass patch is long gone, here comes the wall rolling band of brothers, and sisters. My eldest cousin's mom, my aunt came for his graduation ceremony on tuesday, took some pictures there in NTU. Now i am back in the studio with some deadlines to work towards......actually quite confused on whats going on......months.....past....and still on concepts. It is a wonder to watch the season change, tropical citizens are unable to see that all the time. Colour Fool, rolling from spring to winter, that could be my style eh, the fool's style. My aunt always say good stuff about me, that might be a little more confident boosting, but, you know......at least for now......I am a hobbit. That is my philosophy

Central Fire Station. Outside FuNan IT Mall, i took this yesterday. Being a spy, ninja, shinobi, i took photos of thumb drive displays and then I bought some items for myself, a replacement for my badly torn canvas shoe, a new basketball shoe, 2 polo t shirts and a replacement for my torn jean. I got myself a hard drive at Sim Lim Square during my research tour. The world has changed......, bugis area is another world. There are more chinese nationals than ever, 1 out of every few shops has a counter at the entrance of the shop, with a chinese young woman sitting there, like a sign board, a new culture here indeed. I guess i spent quite alot yesterday. This coming saturday, i have an appointment for my finger, middle finger of my right hand has suffered a "thick skin" syndrome. It bled the past few times when i play basketball. It is time to remove it, with electricity i heard. Got to watch my spending for now. My skin condition always fluctuates, it gets better these days, but i got to watch it before it deterioriates again. I hope it would stay the same when its good or at least better. Just another day in the studio, with the progress going forward. Attachment is really relaxing this far. It is like half holiday. Lunch time is here...... My next counseling session is next week, the last one was 2 weeks ago. I started to think whether if the counselor has problems or no more ways to due with me, because i believe its a "self-changing" thing. If so, it is already done, anyday or......nothing could be done. So......hence, the best way is to reach "Nirvana". That is my philosophy

Attachment in school, all the same. I am staying in design studio all day. Today or these 2 days might be a little bit more busy. Cousin is back home for weeks, finding a job after his graduation. Mom is still in Nanjing, and her CPF is another troublesome work for me to deal with. My year in polytehnic, i mean the last year, is coming to the end really soon, maybe in 3/4 of a year's time. I will get into army soon. Although i know that i will have my "status" downgraded, and got into some light work unit after basic training which will be also lighter, I got to get trained up somehow. Well well, Life is going on, watch out, do not lose yourself in the crowd. I have been seeing a counselor for sometime, a month already, around 4 sessions. Finding out more about myself, the twisted world, most importantly, what kind of heart to face the world. The problems are there, deep, very deep, all the way to the roots, something that might be hard. You cannot change the world, you might be able to do a little change to yourself, but sometimes, it is just that hard and useless even if you did that. Pram was back for 2 weeks, we got our basketballing on for 2 weeks and then he left for his school in Australia again. Ernest became an improved player finally after 2 years and start to see problems and work on them, although he still does not see some. Cannot help it. I got a noisy studio, it will be twice as noisy next semester when literally everyone is back from everything. Miraculously, both my grandmothers are still alive and they have come a long way since they were down. Extra attention has made them last longer than they supposed to, I am not sure if they will still be there when I return again the next time. Well well, everyday has been a long day. Sleeping through makes days quick, feeling through makes them slow. Somehow, the counselor asked, if i were this this this, what will happen?, man, one variation change a whole lot of story. Everything will be changed. You can never imagine that. I am a hobbit in a cloak. That is my philosophy