Always thought truth hurts only when it is not readily shared; and that they actually could prevent possible hurt. Isn’t that the beauty of truths?

Yet then again, each of us have our fair share of hidden truths; did we choose to hide them because they are hurting/ugly or did they become hurting/ugly because we chose to hide them?

Nah, just being random. But I am curious about everyone’s take on truths.

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蜗牛

该不该搁下重重的壳
寻找到底哪里有蓝天
随着轻轻的风轻轻的飘
历经的伤都不感觉疼

我要一步一步往上爬
等待阳光静静看着它的脸
小小的天有大大的梦想
重重的壳挂着轻轻的仰望

我要一步一步往上爬
在最高点乘着叶片往前飞
让风吹干流过的泪和汗
总有一天我有属于我的天

If the very first line was what prompted me to post this, the chorus would be why I didn’t follow suit.

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I just realized saying “Hi” now seems a lot easier than to the “virtual air” previously.

This blog, was really set up with you guys in mind, for myself to interact with you. I have the tendency to not remember who I chatted with or what I discussed about, over MSN. And obviously most of you have no access to my FB. So as I share with each of you from my point of view (me as the club president), I hope you guys share yours with me too. Comments are enabled, and very much welcomed.

Will explore more of this blog after my exams, such a noob I am.

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Let’s see what happens now that this blog is no longer under restricted access.

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Yea.. There’s no audience, no viewers nor readers around, but that doesn’t stop me from posting because I didn’t stop breathing, I didn’t stop feeling, my heart didn’t stop pumping and my passion didn’t stop burning.

I’m still undecided about letting this blog be known; for one I’m still unsure about its positioning; secondly, just how “known” should be deemed as appropriate; and finally, how do I achieve a balance between having a public blog but not seeming as though I am attracting attention?

It can be an art to maintain a blog that has no reader, at least that’s absolutely true for someone who never had a diary surviving for more than 3 days. Amazingly, this blog survived 4!

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Suddenly I am so disheartened; disheartened with so many things – my expectations, others’ expectations, my naiveness, my stupidity, myself for taking things for granted and myself for letting so many take us for granted.

I woke up this morning feeling Mission Accomplished. Whatever I had promised, whatever was expected out of me initially, I think I did deliver. I don’t recall a single voting competition over my time of reign that we did not conquer? And look at the content we have gathered on our web and YouTube channel, I’m so proud of my Comm and Sub-Comm members.

I honestly wonder why would anyone try to discuss matters with me at such a time I repeatedly emphasize myself being so tied down by exams. At such a time, there’s no way I could react properly, do things correctly, or to analyse sensibly; so if I must be mistaken, I have no control over it either. So be it.

Suddenly, nothing seems certain again. Is it exams or am I really feeling disheartened? But at least I could declare proudly that, I have a clear conscience.

Titles are such a bother, so is a Title.

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I’m still trying to find the positioning of this blog, or rather, the positioning of myself in the club. Yes I know I am the club president, but really, just how should a club president behave, how should one lead?

Sometimes I feel out of place in RBKD, perhaps I am too serious, perhaps I am too formal, but there are things I ought to do and there are things I thought I ought to do.

I’m still learning, trying to understand, trying to find my position in RBKD. Perhaps you guys could kindly offer me a word of advice.

Just what is my place in RBKD, I’m still uncertain, always uncertain..

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The paths in our modern and urban world are no longer paved with sand or dust, but rather, laid with tar and cement. How often could we leave footprints behind on these cold hard tracks that we had once walked through?

But each and every step you guys took, to this common destination of ours did not go unnoticed, at least not by me. I am appreciative, for the chance to walk through this “game” with everyone. Thanks for putting in your heart and soul to it no matter how silly we all think it is. Ain’t we all glad our hearts are young and strong enough for this? It was such a sweet win. Real thanks.

 

:)

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Some people are grateful that they won, and others are so grateful for the love and support showered on them.

I guess for us, we are just grateful we can support you, cheer and be so happy because of you. Thank you.

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As it turned out, nevermind if there was no “LIVE” thank you speech, nevermind if she didn’t say the one line I was hoping to hear – “Thank you, RBKD”, and nevermind the camera didn’t managed to spot our banner up there; at the end of the day, what we really care is, she is IN. That’s all that matters to us.

 

Thank goodness.

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Have you ever wondered, what if she was there, delivering her Top10 speech on stage? Would it be her most touching SA speech ever?

Compared with what she has said in 2007, and compared with what each of us has done since 2007, surely I am not the only one keen to know how that speech would be?

Don’t I already know? Yes I do, no I don’t.

I guess there’s always a (huge) difference between guessing what it could have been and knowing what it really is.

So I will never know, because on this very night that we had been waiting for, I honestly rather she enjoys herself in London instead. And I sincerely mean this. But because 2010 will never be 2009, so things can never be the same, it won’t feel the same either.

The single one speech I had been waiting for, will remain as known to me, as when I started waiting for it back in Mar’08.

The wait has finally ended, it’s just not the same though..

 

 

“所有支持我的朋友，我今年真的感觉到你们的支持跟你们的爱心，那接下来的路我会继续努力的. 谢谢你们. ”  
                                                                                        — Rui En, 2007.

 

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Hi. Yup, “Hi”. It feels awkward, isn’t it?

Ever wondered, out of so many choices – Hi, Hello, Hallo, Hey there, Yo etc., why do we always have our preferred phrase for any conversation?

Shall we see this “Hi” as a new start, a new beginning or sorts for “me”, for the “me” in See Me Not?

I may not add you to my Facebook, I may not entertain you on MSN, I may not even permit you to enter my private life; but I just want to be a better club president, even if it’s a role I’m still struggling to understand, a responsibility I’m still struggling to undertake.

I. Am. Learning. Learning how to be a club president, learning how to be a better club president, learning how to learn.

Shall we learn to grow together?

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I don’t remember when did I started using the name “See Me Not”; but for as long as I could remember, “See Me Not” became the equivalent of my name in RBKD. I’m fine with this, really. Really.

 

 

Actually, I do rather this be the case..

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