Today is like a snowglobe.

I hold the experiences from today in my hands, beautiful experiences, and I am reflecting upon these experiences from a good distance away, enough to be able to put everything in perspective. Yes, like a snowglobe, beautiful, meaningful, and sometimes very captivating.

Today was my final official Drama session. I am very happy that I have done both my Drama Club and my Sec4s one final service on my last day. I have given my club one final push, one that I hope will usher in a new stage of development for Ngee Ann English Drama Club. Of course, I will periodically be back to check on how my club is doing and how my juniors are developing. They are all raw, fresh gems, and probably nobody is more skilled with a chisel than I am. Thanks Aidan for the major vote of confidence :) It turns out that after all, I brought the curtains down on my rather illustrious play in a reasonably satisfying finite.
I am happy and ready to move on.

After all that, there was more to come! Today was the first time I told anyone about TCS. Zul is my confidante! I know I can depend on Zul to give me support. I already feel better about getting it off my chest. I may have intellect and hence abilities of reasoning above many others, but I suppose I am not yet emotionally strong enough to bear the psychological consequences that my daily revelations bring. Everyday I discover more about myself.... simply by conversing with my thoughts, because it almost seems like my thoughts are a separate, conscious entity living within me. Its voice rings in my ears in a staccato and sporadic fashion, and when I call out to it, it answers back with spectral certainty. It's strange that it'd probably sound like my own voice, but the voicebox tingles and flanges to another will.

When I have these mono-conversations, I discover things about myself that I note down, and everyday I know I become wiser. The world descends into a mundane pattern of ordered chaos, a veil that becomes gradually easier to pierce with mere perception. I realise that nobody takes on the world alone, and I am thankful I have friends with me. I am grateful I have been given time to develop both an acute mind (no doubt thanks to my Student Council) and a rich, soulful passion (no doubt thanks to my Drama Club).My parents once told me that I have done in 16 years things they would never have done in a lifetime. If I really have surpassed them in such a manner.... I suppose I must not hold it against them for not understanding me when I try to tell them about myself.

Maybe that explains the effort I put into crafting these posts! I wonder if I will read these posts 30 years down the road and see myself as a helpless guy groping around in the dark. The people around me tell me that I'm deep, and everyday my eyes are probably opened a bit more, but I really do beg to differ.
'Tis the ultimate irony that the more a man knows, the more he realises how much he doesn't know.