Two days ago, my dad and I were debating over some issues (I seem to talk only when it's a heavy discussion, huh?) and I told him, there will be an increasing number of students committing suicide in Singapore in future.

Now hold your horses! You can say I came up with that assumption based on the country's education system and the general human behaviour. Feel free to call my assumption bullshit. It's just my assumption, I've no scientific evidence backing it.

After my mother heard the news, she immediately called my uncle who then called up NTU. Because my cousin studies engineering there. Because they thought that there might be some massacre.

Tilting at windmills as they may be, it's always better to play safe.

I heard about the NTU incident only after my parents returned home. When I heard that the student had stabbed his lecturer, my first thought was: Did the Professor fail him for his project or module?

That seemed to be the only logical possibility, given how little I know about those involved. There may be other reasons but we'll probably know after the investigations. Maybe the secrets might be buried forever. Who knows?

Why is it so hard for humans to accept failure? I mean, ok, so you failed. Big deal. Suck it up and get on with life already. Do you honestly think the it's the end of the world just because you met your biggest crisis ever? Newsflash, buddy! The world is going to keep moving on whether you're dead or alive.

/Sigh.

I'm sure there're some underlying factors that may have caused Mr Hartanto to snap. But it's regretable it's too late to do anything. While I do not agree with his methods, the passing of a human life is to be grieved over. My condolences goes out to Mr Hartanto and those who know him, I guess.

After I saw the news on TV, I had this cold, amused smile on my face. Thumbs up to you if you can figure out why I had that sardonic expression. Don't worry, I'm not smiling because of the bloodshed shown on TV. I'm not that sadistic.

CHARMAINE CHEONG.

I’m a somebody and a nobody. I’m rational and emotional. I’m critical but I’m non-judgemental.

I like my things categorized by types and chronologically. I like taking photos to preserve the moments of my life. I like dystopian literature. I like reading Wikipedia articles at random. I like travelling to foreign lands and seeing the world. I like long conversations over good food. I like pop and classical music. I like guitars. I like cats. I like writing random, mushy letters and notes to the people important to me. I have a whole long list of things that I like, but you’ve got to get to know me better to know them all.