lost soul

reminisce memories far to0 brief
detached from the origin
the state of bliss
coupled soul
deceased

conversations with cher cheng

MSN transcript between Course Mentor and Student.

“Cher Cheng”says:
ya.[university life is].quite competitive
“Cher Cheng”says:
nowadays very scary
“Cher Cheng”says:
i remember my days i play until crazy
“Cher Cheng”says:
stay in hostal
ryan cadeyrn says:
i wish i can do the same..
everyday in sch ... Zzzzz...
“Cher Cheng”says:
everyday sit down and look at tutorial already 12midnight
ryan cadeyrn says:
doing work..
“Cher Cheng”says:
then look for 5 mins ..go and sleep
ryan cadeyrn says:
hahah..
ryan cadeyrn says:
dun make us jealous le..
“Cher Cheng”says:
then go tutorial and continue to zzzz
“Cher Cheng”says:
got once kena suan loudly by the prof
ryan cadeyrn says:
what did he say?
“Cher Cheng”says:
a few of us (one gang one), din even bring tutorial sheet
“Cher Cheng”says:
he asked 'understand or not?'
“Cher Cheng”says:
we nod head
“Cher Cheng”says:
he says 'wah..u are getting better and better, never bring tutorial sheet also can understand..'
“Cher Cheng”says:
whole class look at us..
yan cadeyrn says:
hahaha...
ryan cadeyrn says:
sounds more interesting than what we have at XXX
“Cher Cheng”says:
but don't be like me lah..hard to catch up once lag..
“Cher Cheng”says:
that was year 1..
“Cher Cheng”says:
year 2 i better studenbt
“Cher Cheng”says:
year 3 super good student (but still got copy once in a while)



postscript::
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Its fun being in academic environment where people are genuine and real.

dusty wind

by ryan

from a deep slumber i arose,
covered in a layer of withered roses.

for each silent breathe i inhale,
expands the hollow that witholds.

every wee movements i exert,
stretches old wounds that hurt.

slowly the old young man awakens,
surely forgiven the grievences.

blow wind blow
blow wind blow

relunctant dust
dance atlas

yellow ribbon

day4: hp heal-thy wt 58kg 0 cig 2 caffine boosts 99+ laughing cramps

Late lunch with flegding artist/composer AmrG the "ex-convict". Random rambling ended up with him sharing his admirations for a certain girl. Fully infatuated, he was seeking advice from ryan [read: worst person you should ask for dating advice]. So things went downhill after that. I ended up being the girl, for him to practise his lines. I had to endure lines such as, "hi, could i ask you for a walk down the Singapore River? We can both enjoy the cool breeze, bright clouds and beautiful company". mind you, this is a girl who he barely knows.... and this is his opening line for a first date. he goes on lamenting about the lack of romantism in Sg and went on and on with his "how about this, Hi, can i ..." To alleviate my boredom and to frustrate my lovelorn friend, i become the tough bitch. "No", "Fine", "Are you for real?", "I am not sure you know where you are heading". Reply: "ok ok.. wait... Let me try this line instead" Due credit for his persistance though...

Lesson learnt: Convicts really do need second chances.

lost memory

day2: hp sick wt 58kg 0 cig 2 caffine boosts

It was painless and effective. Only thing i could recall was a vague image of a cute blonde bouncing on the bed with some fugly guy. She looks like Kristin Dunst... or was maybe i was just hallucinating. Maybe i should do it again to wipe that memory off.

http://www.LacunaInc.com

project ryan

day 0: wt 58kg 0 cigs, 0 creatives, 4 caffine boosts

Hi, my name is ryan. as of this entry, i have effectively taken control of this blog. the previous blogger a.k.a shannon has decided a long break is needed and has taken a permanent “hiatus”.

Thus, in his absence, I am embarking on a new project; project ryan, which aims to achieve a new standard in personal development and direction. Anticipate improved or novel mental models, skill set, and even physique. Be ready for the change, we are in for a whole new experience.

my name is ryan. lay dead the queen.