I know your heart now. I’ve placed too much hope on hope. I’ll erase your name from my mind.

Neither am I bitter nor overjoyed. I’ve accepted my stand and your unconscious stand. We are too different; our desires contrast from one another. Not to forget, I belong to a different dimension.

Let’s be realistic though, the sight of you still gives me a high. I end up with a silly grin, and the urge to faint on the spot. But I now know… what I wasn’t sure of.

Amaranth by Nightwish

Logen L.

Tranquil and calm, I gaze upon the Stygian skies. Nostalgia overcomes my soul.

I remember the days we roamed free, without a care of responsibilities.

Perched upon the ledge of a 40 storey building, we watched the darkened sky. The lightning that streaked across was not unlike a playful child. Till this day, I remember the smell of the wind.

Why, in this day and age, have we forgotten to use all our senses to experience the world? Are we slaves to modern living? Do we really fear that the world is an ugly place?

Life may be cruel, but this irony is beauty in itself.

Overwhelm your senses once in a while. You will see things in a different light.

Logen L.

There are some things in my life list I want to strike off. I’ve found ways to achieve them, but lack the time to take action now.

Three project deadlines are next week, and the common test is the week after. School is not only a mundane routine, but also stressful. I seem to be losing track of time. I wake up the next day tired and in my groggy state of mind I believe that a few days have passed over night. Sighs.

At least I have resolved some of pessimism for now. The life list to me, is more than crucial. I await the holidays…

Logen L.

Caught between light and dark. Even my world is starting to fade.

It is time I truly do something to defend my world, the place where I keep my sorrows and turn them to resolution.

Time to summon the god of destiny… me.

Logen L.

Why does it have to be so difficult?

Soon, I shall be driven insane by the two personalities within me. One who is sick with paranoia and anxiety; the other engulfed in a stifling sense of melancholy.

I attempt to walk towards the illuminated path, but it seems to get further away from me. The fog is setting in.

I await the day I recover my state of mind…

To be free.

Logen L.

These are some pictures on Ryugakure’s Day.

[ Testing Juin Wen-kun's taijutsu abilities; Horace-senpai is looking away in disappointment ]

[ Ninja training between the Snow Flower Head and the Dragon Head ]

[ Killing the Dragon Head; Tung-chan looks so hesitant, while both Jasmine-chan and Feng-san are so enthusiastic. ]

[ The Dragon Village at Clark Quay ; Wen Jie-kun just finished his bath at the Singapore River ]

[ Class Portrait of TA28; Sylvester-san sashaying to his position after setting the timer ]

That’s all for now. I love the sleeves of the kimono. You can stash so many things into it. I might get a tailor to alter my shirt sleeves like that.

That said, the material of the costume are killers. I ended up using the cloth fan to fan myself even in the air-conditioned room.

Logen L.

I’m going to pull myself together and fix away the emptiness. I’ll recreate reality.

If I do not do so, circumstance will coerce me into being a bitter recluse.

To all those I have done wrong to, I apologise and will sincerely make amends. To all those who have done wrong to me, I’ll do my best to forgive.

However, don’t take advantage of my silence as consent. And don’t ask me questions I don’t want to answer.

Logen L.