tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316962062024-03-07T12:51:16.169+08:00My general nonsense of the mundane daily life..nonsense. just nonsense.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger389125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31696206.post-56402841075692516472014-03-18T23:47:00.000+08:002014-03-18T23:53:54.849+08:00What's past.... is past and old wounds sometimes still hurts.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
These days, I've been really efficient at work and I've been trying to incorporate more sports into my general mundane life to spice things up a little. All good, had a game of badminton over the weekend and went for sprinting this morning under the void deck.<br />
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I had wanted to do stair climbing but got myself scared outta shit as I climbed from the 1st to 8th floor all the while remembering the handyman uncle who committed suicide by jumping down and splashing the floor with fresh, <strike>vomit-inducing smell of blood</strike> bright watermelon juice so I decided to run down all the way and go to the void deck which doesn't face that.. final destination.<br />
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Took a bus to work, all the way listening and repeating this song called "好朋友只是朋友". I felt like crying after I heard it and felt the same way the whole day at work today. Coincidentally, saw that he has graduated and my mind was exclaiming finally! in a good way. He's not planning to come back, I know.<br />
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His heart is elsewhere; on bigger things in life.<br />
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I remembered how I didn't like him the first time I saw him. He was popular and it wasn't a good thing to me. I always felt so stressful handling or befriending people like that. He was a gem and I guess many knew it - except me. Of course, when we finally talked and became fast friends everything fast-tracked. We were on the phone on a daily basis, talking about where we're going and what's the plan. It was like a friend's promise to another for so many years.<br />
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Everything was good until his popularity overshadow our friendship. People started to be close to me to get to him and it was so heartbreaking. I swear it was, except I found it a nuisance and didn't look at it the way it was supposed to be. I was the last to realize and though I've put it down I still find myself an idiot.<br />
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I started ignoring him. Then we drifted apart. Big... time.<br />
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We started contacting each other on and off and even so it was difficult for me to maintain my cool around him even though it was through the monitor screen. I don't know which is worst - the fact that I actually liked him for so many years and didn't realized it even when everyone else around me observed it or the fact that I didn't take any action even after I realized it because I'm such an eccentric weirdo.<br />
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Now that I'm listening to the song, I'm just thinking if time could rewind like the guy who traveled through time 9 times with the insane 9 stick of incense; I would go back to the time we met and properly introduce myself. I would not ignore him.<br />
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I would let him know; instead of letting my inferiority complex getting into the way and disabling my heart altogether.<br />
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I don't want to think back and rationalize my actions back then but I'm just thinking that maybe I was afraid of spoiling the soup and in the end I decided to let it be. Then I couldn't let it be because he was damn popular and girls actually asked me to pass present to him because they know we're close.. and my jealousy took over and irrationality took over; prompting me to ignore someone I didn't want to ignore.<br />
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GAWK. I still feel like burning all your pretty wrapped and scented presents now that I think of it. :[<br />
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Anyway, it's over and even so.. listening to this song hurts. I just wish I knew what to do back then.<br />
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<span style="font-size: 14px;">越懂你陪著你就越寂寞</span><br style="font-size: 14px;" /><span style="font-size: 14px;">靈魂那麼美我卻碰不得</span><br style="font-size: 14px;" /><span style="font-size: 14px;">感覺再熾熱也不能讓飛蛾去撲火</span><br style="font-size: 14px;" /><span style="font-size: 14px;">靠近你的夢難道就能不失落</span><br />
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Adios with love,<br />
The girl who had a retarded heart.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31696206.post-10092348072108572972014-02-22T01:21:00.003+08:002014-02-22T01:21:46.056+08:00Warm welcome in the summer breeze<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Today was an incredible day.<br />
Old friends meeting - for dinner, reminiscing and secrets digging.<br />
In one way or another, I have put down the past. The struggles, the fears, the what-could-it-be. Locked many posts before and thought that might do the trick to keep public eye out; what a shock when friend googled and found it easily accessible.<br />
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Was I careless, was I not ready to put it all behind or did I purposefully left the entry unlocked?<br />
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I can't remember and it doesn't matter now. History remains history and the present is here. <br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31696206.post-39111929191911402222009-11-07T17:25:00.002+08:002009-11-07T17:31:05.835+08:00It's a Saturday and I'm home. Lifeless.<br /><br />I'm supposed to head out to Ikea for lunch with the peeps followed by bowling at DT East and maybe a movie after that. But knowing that they're gonna catch the show that I don't wanna watch no matter what, I started to dread heading out of the house when it's time to do so.<br /><br />It's always like this anyway.<br /><br />Supposed to meet ying after that but didn't head out too because after feeling dread about the earlier supposed outing, I slept through the afternoon and did not sms her in time about the time to meet. Ended up she's cooking dinner and we'll meet next saturday when it's the chalet time. Must really make it up to her lor. :(<br /><br />Time to go now. It's so hot and humid and I'm not feeling good inside.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31696206.post-80668517796309031882009-10-31T07:00:00.004+08:002009-10-31T12:55:48.903+08:00很想和你在一起How does it feels like to be longing for something but unable to get it no matter how many times you've tried? How does it feels when you're touched from a story that feels so surreal yet real and actually depicts the emotions so vividly?<br /><br />I got it. Felt it. Cried and bawled with the box of tissue right beside me.<br /><br />This is one movie I'll recommend for years to come and know that the storyline though cliche, will never get you yawning. What pretty sights and music.<br /><br />Watch 很想和你在一起 if you haven't and if you're having a really bad day and wishes to cry it all out. It works. :)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">很想和你在一起 主题曲</span><br /><p>你要你要振作 卸去模糊的妆<br />我已决意远去 只因发觉<br />再充当爱侣 你终会伤得身心粉碎<br />这爱迷离扑朔 无人明了清楚<br />世界会嫌弃你 慌张看你<br />更加疏远你 结果剩余孤单将你杀死<br />实在我多渴望长留这里<br />驻守在你家居<br />两餐一宿也与你双相对<br />但若这种爱害你喝苦水<br />更贬值成负累<br />我宁愿抽身匆匆隐退<br />请不要痛悲 我早晚暗中庇护你</p> <p>试试埋头拼搏 试试闲游他方<br />试试去忘记我 清洗了我<br />再找位爱侣 托他轻吻乾你两行陈泪<br />实在我多渴望长留这里<br />驻守在你家居<br />两餐一宿也与你双相对<br />但若这种爱害你喝苦水<br />更贬值成负累<br />我宁愿抽身匆匆隐退</p> <p>你要撑下去<br />寻回应得的生趣<br />呷一口彩虹言尽心窝里<br />好好过下去<br />趁清楚赶快回去<br />报答我松开手的心碎</p> <p>请不要痛悲 我早晚暗中庇护你<br />爱着你</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31696206.post-10574164299352703422009-10-26T00:30:00.003+08:002009-10-26T00:36:55.810+08:00quick quick flash.My hiatus from blog came about as the will to write weakens and the soul that it describes falls over in nothing but fatigue. My life been incredibly busy for the past few weeks and will continue to be so until the new month comes.<br /><br />There's a few thing I'm looking forward to though.<br /><br />1)The ending of tuition. Oh, the angst of crazy parents..<br />2)The coming of celebrations. For old friend's sake, for celebrating a life. :)<br />3)The possible promotion to joining the company I am in ---- officially as a full-time, perm staff. I'm looking at the benefits as well as the erm, pay. Well who doesn't? Dread is the work's not done for last week and I'm supposed to do OT on Saturday (which I came back but found no time to finish as I was under training.)<br /><br />Please let this week be over in a quick flash and save me the agony of rush and tiredness. Otherwise, it might be a good idea to have some really good news coming in. Like winning the lottery or something. :DDDUnknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31696206.post-80301552813945951482009-10-19T01:00:00.007+08:002009-10-19T02:22:41.932+08:00long weekendThe long weekends finally here.. and over. Heh! I've been resting well enough for the past 2 days and what can I say? It's great! Monday to Friday is taking a toll on me somewhat, must be the amount of brain work and eyes exercise I've been doing.<br /><br />Met up with Joel on Thursday night for dinner and he introduced a cute-looking friend of his to me. I'm starting to think that the friend's kinda cute because he's not as talkative and irritating as Joel is. Hah! Too bad it's a last minute meet-up and we weren't able to get QY to join in. She's still working at 7+ when we called her up! :(<br /><br />Then it was a series of unfortunate events on Friday. Yes. A series. Basically everything that could go wrong went wrong.<br /><span class="fullpost">First, I woke up late. Missed the company bus by a mere 7-10minutes. Decided to cab to work since I'm really reluctant to join in the morning crowd. There were 3 cabs and when I opened the cab door I make it a point to check with the uncle if he knows the way from my area to the office before I get in.<br /><br />"Yes, yes I know." was the reply. I then boarded the cab. Minutes later, I got myself all so flustered and angry that all I wanna do is to strangle the Uncle till he beg for mercy. He turned left into this dead end turn (where you have to make a full round turn) when I ask him to go straight and when I realized I literally SCREAMED.<br /><br /><blockquote>"UNCLE I ASK YOU TO GO STRAIGHT. NOT TURN."<br />"Oh here cannot turn is it?"<br />"I ASKED YOU TO GO STRAIGHT. STRAIGHT. TURN BACK NOW."<br />*he brakes and make a turn*<br /></blockquote><br />Good thing that lane wasn't used by many in the morning. Then remember how the uncle mentioned he knows the way to my office? That scum drove me up to the lane whereby it's a split towards the CTE and KJE then mutter..<br /><br /><blockquote>"Which one ah?"<br />"Uncle I thought you know the route? Take KJE."<br />"No.. I don't know that route."<br />"Then you told me you knew? You were lying?"<br />"No I wasn't. Let's take the CTE. That one I know."<br />"But how long would it take to get to my office? This is a longer route you know and CTE is crowded at this timing."<br />"No ah, I cannot tell you traffic condition. I used to drive evening shift one. Different"<br />"But uncle usually you drive evening ok, how long does it takes you?"<br />"Erm I cannot tell you one."</blockquote><br />Super wtf. By then I was fuming but not so much until the uncle rattles on and on about how lucky I am to meet him in the morning and whats not. I say, it's my start of an unfortunate day. :))))))))))))<br /><br />I then make it a point to ask if he knows where's the nearest MRT ot my workplace. Yes yes was again the reply. When we passed Orchard (CTE AYE) he has the cheek to ask.<br /><br /><blockquote>"So I turn left or right ah?"<br />"Uncle I thought you know where's the station is? I asked you so many times and everytime you know where it is now you don't know?"<br />"Long time never come mah."<br />"Then TELL ME MAH. EVERYTHING SAY YOU KNOW NOW YOU DON'T KNOW. YOU KNOW HOW MUCH IS MY FARE NOW BECAUSE OF YOU?"</blockquote><br />When I reached my company site it was already 8.15am and I was supposed to be at office by 8am (I'd have reached by 7.45 latest by another cab) and the fare? A whooping SGD$46.95. The costliest I ever took was $27.70 during peak hour and we took an extra round because it was my first time there and I was lost.<br /><br />"Uncle, I only got $30 cash. You want you take. If you don't want I can only pay you in nets but still I am not willing to pay the full cost. You told me you know the route. I will report you on this."<br />"Aiye told you already mah I never anyhow drive traffic condition.."<br />"Ok, whatever. Take the nets"<br /><br />AHA! Karma. The nets refused to work. So after spending another 15mins trying to make it work I told uncle:<br /><br /><blockquote>"Uncle I seriously no time to waste with you here. Give me your acct number and I'll deposit to you. This is my mobile number."<br /><br />"Okay."</blockquote>By mid-noon I've contacted comfort to discuss the matter with them and they mention that I should first discuss with the cab driver to decide if he's willing to settle on a reasonable cab fare before I decide whether to lodge a report or not. I then called the driver but he claims he's busy to talk to me and only called me around 6.30pm later. I told him that there's no way I'm gonna pay that $47 and he finally accepted my $30 offer. However the suayness doesn't end here. I went to draw money from the ATM and realized Comfort deducted the full fare from my acct! (DAMN) It's double suayness because 1)POSB can't stop the transaction, 2) the earliest I can get Comfort Bill dept would be on Tuesday since Monday = PH.<br /><br />Did I mention that my lunch kakis were either absent or busy at work on that day? :(<br /><br />Good news came in when I checked my acct on Sat and my money's back. Must be a rejected transaction. :)Currently enjoying my holiday. Heh. Isn't my company nice to let us off on a Monday when everyone's either getting a credit leave or nothing at all? :)))</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31696206.post-12241481094065124672009-10-10T18:58:00.002+08:002009-10-10T19:25:17.243+08:00:)Hi there!<br /><br />I've been missing for sometime now, not blogging or getting out to hang out. My hectic schedule been crazy and yes it doesn't help that I much prefer to stay home and do some cleaning when it's time to rest.<br /><br />I haven't been out for a movie!!!! Nor a decent meal date with my favorite people! :(<br /><br />Let me do a not-so-brief update here.<br /><br />I've started on a new job, a ft one that puts me on a contract for 3 months and if I perform well, I may get converted to a perm staff. I pretty much like this company and yes, I like to know that I am actually doing something about my life.<br /><br />In this week, I've lost 2 students which is a good thing as they are often the ones who cancel lessons at realm and it really sucks having students like this. I mean c'on, you call this learning? I am trying to work out a solution with this another student whose mother wanted me to go but the kid wanted me to stay. Not like I can commit really, for my timing are unpredictable considering that I find it guilty to leave work for my colleague to finish. I'm supposed to be the assistant and finishing it! Not let her continue and do OT you know?<br /><br />I am having a lesson with this student tomorrow and I hope to persuade him to give other tutors a try especially since it's someone I know who is responsible and nice. That would really proves to be a better solution than now.<br /><br />If all goes well, I'd only be left with my favorite sec 5 whose tuition will probably end next month or this once the O's are over and this P2 girl who I'll bee seeing for every Monday and Wednesday. She's pretty nice and lives near to my place. I'll see how it goes. I really don't want too many committments since I'm not cashing on tuition to be my main income now and I wish to place more priority on my main job.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31696206.post-42257147406225776632009-10-06T03:15:00.002+08:002009-10-06T03:23:24.880+08:00A New Direction... and so I am making a decision. Rather, I made a decision. Talked to people and thought it over, spoke to mom and got it clear.<br /><br />I'm quitting and embarking on something new. A new direction. I'm afraid to stay stagnant and the feeling of not being useful but I guess the break is very much welcome after the long battle with time and everything else.<br /><br />Thank you to those who listened and stood by me. For understanding and not putting more pressure or stress on me unwittingly by forcing your ideas on me, regardless of what differences we have in our views. No thanks to those who tried to forced their ideas on me and driving my insomnia longer than I thought. I get you, but I really need you with me, understanding me and all.. from my point of view. It's all very difficult for me too.<br /><br />I've began doing what I should do and yes, I'm going to an interview tomorrow! I hope all bodes well for me so life can start sailing smooth for me..Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31696206.post-58131146982691115262009-09-25T09:08:00.002+08:002009-09-25T09:18:43.030+08:00Boring lectureI'm back to this familiar space where I've written down feelings and thoughts in lonely nights and happy days alike. I never stay long at one place, but here it is. This url looks sets to stay with the absence of maybe, 1/4 of the year when I'm bored and needed a break from here.<br /><br />In any case, let me do a update.<br /><br />I'm now attending lectures and let's just say I'm floating around. The lecturer looks like some evil colonel (just kidding) for he wouldn't zoom in the screen when we can't see from the back and hello? it looks like your kids from the front row can't see very well too. Maybe we should all camp at your table. That'd be very nice indeed!<br /><br />Also, he rattled on and on about calculations when half or 3/4 of the class.. or maybe all, have no idea what he's talking. He mentioned he will be uploading it onto the portal but till today I don't see it. Helloooo?!<br /><br />Pissed is one word to describe. I'm feeling sleepy and that's not helping very much. Had a heavy breakfast this morning, seaweed chicken on stick w teriyaki burger. Okay that's not healthy and I do feel I'm having puberty all over again.<br /><br />Let's see if I can stay awake now. Poof!Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31696206.post-38481304085526822072009-01-17T04:06:00.001+08:002009-01-17T04:06:45.407+08:00Brand new year; same old story.<p>As much as we all like to act denial once in a while, things always happen so you’ll get reminded of them. I can’t imagine after all these years, I still remember your phone number, birthday by heart and there’s not a year when I’d not send you birthday wishes.</p> <p>Thing is, I don’t know why I’m doing this. When you’re a total jerk from the one I knew and understand back then. Maybe we never really know each other and maybe, I was the one being such a asshole in the first place but hey, it was a struggle for me too. I’ve always wondered what’d happen if I wasn’t so bothered then.</p> <p>I don’t know what to say, how to communicate to you anymore. It’s like we’ve totally lost all links. When one of my poly mates says that we ought to lament about the past before it’s too late and remember all the memories that we commonly hold before it was forgotten; i wonder if it was the case for you and me. </p> <p>Notice I didn’t use the word “us”? I don’t even know if you still remember me or ever taken me seriously. If possible, I would tell you everything about all these years but no, I’m pretty sure you wouldn’t be bothered. </p> <p>Somehow there’s always something ringing inside telling me I was wrong to assume and yet it’s just the way it is. </p> <p>Gosh, I need a break.</p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31696206.post-72736732709276102182008-12-26T02:15:00.001+08:002008-12-26T02:15:37.080+08:00merry xmas<p>This year Xmas was great. Nothing fancy actually, just  dinner with the favorite girls on the eve and the whole evening with mom at the salon.</p> <p>I had a rebond! lol!</p> <p>Mom and I are obsessed with the 9pm show and while we’re watching the show with our dinner at the kopitiam, i casually brought up the topic of dad and how we’ll celebrate his birthday on christmas instead of his actual birth date and how everybody have their round, old-fashioned cake and he’d have nothing short of a christmas log cake.</p> <p>It took me some courage to speak up because i really wanted to know how mom feels about dad now even though i know reunion is impossible. We all know having him back in our lives is not a good idea but our heart too sank whenever news of him is brought up.</p> <p>It’s like, you want it but you know you can’t have it, no matter the reasons.</p> <p>Christmas always make my heart sank because I’ll be missing him but every year it gets better. Especially this year.</p> <p>I wish for more time to spend with mom. really :)</p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31696206.post-50312776647464577322008-12-21T05:53:00.001+08:002008-12-21T05:53:10.684+08:00revelation.<p>I haven’t got any idea why I’ve been dreaming in my sleep lately. It’s been sometime since I dreamt what I’ll call a full episode dream and it’s been all happy, heartwarming in the dreams. Unlike any other in my old place but I guess we all know the reasons.</p> <p>It’s really late now and I ought to be turning in but its not working out. Not tonight the least to say. I’ve been reading and turning the cards these 2 nights and it kinda taught me to keep the temperature down a little, up the patient factor and perhaps that’s the reason for the happy dreams.</p> <p>I don’t know what’s worst; knowing your flaws or knowing you can do it but apparently, you’re not fulfilling it well.</p> <p>This aside, I’m really apologetic towards the 2 birthday invitations that I’m unable to join in for. 1 month is a really short period of time and I need to utilize them to the fullest with all the project, school, preparation work going on.</p> <p>Exasperating, isn’t it?</p> <p>One welcome revelation tonight. I finally admitted and bow to the fact that I can’t give up easily. Be it a idea, an conviction, person or impressions. A merit and a flaw. Both. </p> <blockquote> <p>“But I don’t wanna give up!”</p> <p>“You don’t have to my lady, for the day will come when you’ll welcome the break to face the new world you’ve been resisting for weak reasons.”</p> <p>“and what do that mean?”</p> <p>“It means, my dear, that people give up at some point or another in their lives, willingly or not. You may feel sad, empty and even depressed over the loss but no one can be sad forever and you’ll pick yourself up and realize how beautiful the world’s really are. Leave your soul free, your shells untouched and then you’ll feel the wind calling you by their howlin’.”</p></blockquote> Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31696206.post-53978161073955286692008-12-15T00:00:00.001+08:002008-12-15T00:01:11.223+08:00holidays.. NOT!<p>It’s the 3 weeks holiday now but it doesn’t really seems like holiday due to the work we have to finish. Work aside, the past 2 days have been pretty much termed as “family day”.</p> <p>We went grocery shopping, had home-cooked meals, played video games together and screaming at each other(in a fun way) when we lost and smiled so much we forgotten all the past grudges.</p> <p>It’s so easy to be happy sometimes. It doesn’t even have to be planned or anything. Just simple words and gestures.</p> <p>Work will resume tomorrow with us visiting the office to get some answers to the questions we have in mind and hopefully, the correct data will be given as promised by wednesday so we can hurry things up from there. Things have been dragging on and the timeline doesn’t seems to help when people are willing to go shopping on the day before they’re supposed to pass on the data and then msg to say that there’s lots to do and it hasn’t been done yet.</p> <p>Don’t really know what to say.. You can’t get angry because people doesn’t understand what you’re angry about and thinks you’re the one with a problem.</p> <p>Sometimes I think I should really just give up and stop trying so hard to keep us on track. What’s the point?</p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31696206.post-7393657635085377642008-12-14T23:58:00.001+08:002008-12-14T23:59:17.456+08:00holidays.. NOT!<p>It’s the 3 weeks holiday now but it doesn’t really seems like holiday due to the work we have to finish. Work aside, the past 2 days have been pretty much termed as “family day”.</p> <p>We went grocery shopping, had home-cooked meals, played video games together and screaming at each other(in a fun way) when we lost and smiled so much we forgotten all the past grudges.</p> <p>It’s so easy to be happy sometimes. It doesn’t even have to be planned or anything. Just simple words and gestures.</p> <p>Work will resume tomorrow with us visiting the office to get some answers to the questions we have in mind and hopefully, the correct data will be given as promised by wednesday so we can hurry things up from there. Things have been dragging on and the timeline doesn’t seems to help when people are willing to go shopping on the day before they’re supposed to pass on the data and then msg to say that there’s lots to do and it hasn’t been done yet.</p> <p>Don’t really know what to say.. You can’t get angry because people doesn’t understand what you’re angry about and thinks you’re the one with a problem.</p> <p>Sometimes I think I should really just give up and stop trying so hard to keep us on track. What’s the point?</p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31696206.post-87144395218097106962008-12-07T23:13:00.001+08:002008-12-07T23:13:51.649+08:00The Story<p>I typed a whole 2000 words of essay about how I felt and I deleted it off. You know what? I thought I was complicated and perhaps mentally unsound but really I think I just need a little space to be myself. You are my friend but I am not your clone. I may be similar to you at times but majority of the time I have my own thinking. I know I don’t like something that’s why I’m not going for it.I know I’m not you that’s why I don’t like it  no matter how I try.</p> <p>But why are you forcing me to like things I don’t like, hear things I can’t stand and then just because I’m different you’re having some opinions about it?</p> <p>I’ve been thinking about how some friends are always there and how some are never there and then it dawn onto me that it’s because some friends accepted you for who you are and some they simply wants to convert you into their clone or ‘one of them’ which you’re probably not like.</p> <p>Really, I just want to be simple and be someone I can accept myself for who I am and not so desperately trying to be someone you perceived to be. </p> <p>I think that’s the biggest obstacle between our friendship.</p> <p> </p> <p>Signing off,</p> <p>Hope.</p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31696206.post-56550324418013514492008-12-05T01:54:00.001+08:002008-12-05T01:54:04.897+08:00mixture of feelings.<p>When the most favorite class and the least favorite teacher comes together, you get me who’s pulling on a bored look during presentation and going crazy from laughing at stupid videos on YouTube.</p> <p>Wore an old McDonalds’ boot in the laboratory today because I've forgotten about lab today and wore a slipper to school. It was fun actually but it was really heavy too and stuffy for the feet. Charles and I were the only ones wearing it and he was in bermuda so it looked like he’s a fishmonger or some sort of vendor that we can’t stop laughing at.</p> <p>Oh and did I mention that one of the classmate sprayed like a fountain and spit his water on me because he was listening to the teacher and apparently so amused by her? I don’t really know what he was amused by though and yes, I’m a little irritated in class this afternoon.</p> <p>I don’t wanna make a fuss out of it but if you don’t bother doing it, don’t give your words and end up wasting everybody’s time. What’s up with the attitude after that?</p> <p> Sometimes I really can’t be bothered but at times too irritated. They just doesn’t seems to know how to assume some basic responsibilities and it sucks because on one hand you’re a friend and you’re trying to be nice but on the other, they just don’t care do they? </p> <p>A sad news stopped all the anger inside though. But I’m not gonna blog about it here. Those in my friends list under the LJ blog will be able to view it. Right now I’m maintaining 2 blogs because one, it’s convenient with blogspot since I’m using a writer program and two, I really like LJ despite the fact that sometimes it doesn’t load as well as it should.</p> <p>Right now I’m actually cramming for tomorrow’s econs test and i’m kinda worried. I’m hoping I’d do so much better than the previous 2 tests so it can pull up the grades significantly. </p> <p> </p> <p align="left"><em>I’ve lost and I’ve learned</em></p> <p align="left"><em>the sorrows all too real</em></p> <p align="left"><em>when life seems to be an adventure</em></p> <p align="left"><em>it may turned and flipped like an roller coaster.</em></p> <p align="left"><em>when the time comes take my words and then be sure</em></p> <p align="left"><em>all these will one day be over</em></p> <p align="left"><em>when time heals the wound </em></p> <p align="left"><em>and music replaces the silent</em></p> <p align="left"><em>you’ll know.</em></p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31696206.post-89270101851943445222008-12-02T14:20:00.002+08:002008-12-02T14:29:12.686+08:00Down Under 5 Billion Metres.<span style="font-style: italic;">*It's ironic how I always manage to fill in the blanks here better than the one in livejournal. It almost feels like there's magic in here to make me blog naturally.*</span><br /><br />I'm feeling really down and nothing seems to sooth the flow of anger, of whatever negative feelings inside. I don't think I'm ever good at describing these feelings. All I know is, I need a positive boost so that I can feel a little more confident, a little more happier and maybe just a little less sorry about myself.<br /><br />It's when the self-esteem kicks in with a series of event that totally or at least partially cracks the ideal picture I had in me.<br /><br />When I help people I expect them to be serious about helping themselves. But at least the ones that are making me cross that extra step. I gave the benefit of doubt but nothing seems to make them willing to work it out. I don't know what one would say about this, but I'm disappointed.<br /><br />I'm even more disappointed when people lie to me. I mean, I know people lies. Nobody keeps to the no lying mantra but what's that about frequently coming up with a tale that's so much more taller than the big giant? Big foot would probably be crushed to death by this tale.<br /><br />I'm giving up. I am on this verge that I feel nothing's worth it and even myself I feel very little worth in. I am angry, unhappy, grumpy and the switches are gonna blow off any moment in this sick body shell of mine.<br /><br />Somebody save me please?Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31696206.post-18242012796824967552008-12-02T13:45:00.001+08:002008-12-02T13:45:31.176+08:00I'm demoralized. Like totally.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31696206.post-87452241274136876502008-04-03T20:35:00.001+08:002008-04-03T20:35:24.882+08:00Relocated.<p>Have relocated to <a href="http://crazyshoots.livejournal.com">livejournal</a>.</p> <p>.</p> <p>..</p> <p>...</p> <p>....</p> <p>.....</p> <p>....</p> <p>...</p> <p>..</p> <p>.</p> <p>PERMANENTLY.</p> <p>If you're a LJ-er, add me as a friend. If not you might not be able to see some posts.. :)</p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31696206.post-91898106018916516092008-04-02T03:00:00.001+08:002008-04-02T03:00:51.648+08:00The 'Metamorphosis' Personality Test<p><a href="http://lh6.google.com/ignorantauthor/R_KGWrKRAII/AAAAAAAAAEg/SFnJshVqKzA/image%5B3%5D.png"><img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="232" alt="image" src="http://lh6.google.com/ignorantauthor/R_KGYrKRAJI/AAAAAAAAAEo/YCIKnQJYdNI/image_thumb%5B1%5D.png" width="563" border="0" /></a> </p> <p>Took the test from Yi's blog. I'm Xiao Qian, what about you? Take the quiz <a href="http://8.mediacorptv.sg/metamorphosis/">here</a></p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31696206.post-30072549495131261982008-03-30T06:41:00.001+08:002008-03-30T09:21:43.261+08:00hmm..<p>I am drinking green tea, eating beehoon.. but my drink taste like carlsberg. -.-</p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31696206.post-23629041621426654872008-03-29T16:33:00.001+08:002008-03-29T16:33:30.845+08:0010 reasons to hate brothers- & why they hate their sistas!<p><strong><font color="#ff8040"><u>10 REASONS TO HATE BROTHERS.</u></font></strong></p> <ol> <li>They never pee straight into the cubicle/or they never flushes the damn toilet bowl.</li> <li>They are lazy with laundry, even when its ALREADY inside the washing machine. (can't they just pour the damn detergent and press start!?)</li> <li>They never washes the bowls. The bowls = one of the poor sistas' jobs.</li> <li>They are never initiative. Except when its time to play games/watch tv/sleep/pee.</li> <li>They have lower threshold of tolerance than they think. At least so when girls 'talk' about the above reasons.</li> <li>They love food, but they love to criticise it too.</li> <li>If your room is messy, don't wait for help in tidying it up. They'll help you to mess it up further without your request.</li> <li>Their shoes smells. Period!</li> <li>They hate advices. They love to say "I don't need you to teach me what to do.." BUT THEY NEVER DO.</li> <li>They're never consistent with the allowance. Heh!</li> </ol> <p><u><font color="#ff8040">10 REASONS WHY THEY HATE THEIR SISTAS.</font></u></p> <ol> <li>The sista talk, then nag and finally paste up a post-it in the toilet where they can see with the words "FLUSH THE TOILET! :(" and their gf saw it.</li> <li>The dirty laundry inside the washing machine which they were too lazy to pour detergent and press start was taken out and thrown back into the dirty laundry basket.</li> <li>The sista washes the bowls, once.. twice... thrice and finally quit washing it altogether. He had no choice but to wash it if he wants to EAT something with that bowl.</li> <li>The sistas are never initiative.. when it comes to giving them food/games to play/tv to watch.</li> <li>The sistas have higher tolerance level. They're still 'reasoning' when they're nagging. It's still LOGICAL and REASONABLE.</li> <li>The sistas never cooks again after the brother criticise. (TOO BAD.)</li> <li>Sista request brother not to leave anymore things in the room as it is messy enough. Brother refuse to heed, sista refuse to let him enter.</li> <li>Sista spray air sanitiser on the damn shoes and socks.. and sometimes he wonder why his leg is itchy. LOL!</li> <li>Sistas love giving advices. Maybe not advices, suggestions a better word. No matter how the brothers hates it.</li> <li>Sistas are forever like moms. On the dot with allowance. :))</li> </ol> Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31696206.post-1786328943541813282008-03-29T05:14:00.001+08:002008-03-29T05:14:58.154+08:005am in the morning..<p>It's 5am in the morning and I'm still awake. Yeah I know that I should probably get to sleep since I'm waking up at 8 to prepare to get to work(and perhaps grab some delicious food for the first meal!) but I've been.. I don't know, thinking.. and mom's not home since she's overseas and perhaps I misses her constant naggings that I can't get to sleep.</p> <p>Not that I'm a total mummy's girl or something but mom's been unhappy in the recent period of time and we've been talking more than usual and I'm more open up to her now. The fact that the people she's travelling with aint really nice souls are not putting my mind to ease! A good thing that she at least know us enough to give us a call everyday..</p> <p>oh and time to get to sleep. goodnight peeps! May everyone dream of me tonight! :D</p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31696206.post-56802547943467256352008-03-29T00:50:00.001+08:002008-03-29T00:54:59.004+08:00SBG Photo updates<p>Update on pictures.. These are my favorites :)</p> <p><img height="382" src="http://i307.photobucket.com/albums/nn307/charpscreations_/CIMG0279_resize.jpg" width="507" /> </p> <p><img style="margin: 0px" height="389" src="http://i307.photobucket.com/albums/nn307/charpscreations_/CIMG0276_resize.jpg" width="508" /> </p> <p><img height="391" src="http://i307.photobucket.com/albums/nn307/charpscreations_/CIMG0389_resize.jpg?t=1206722311" width="507" /> </p> <p><img height="393" src="http://i307.photobucket.com/albums/nn307/charpscreations_/CIMG0302_resize.jpg" width="509" /> </p> <p><img height="385" src="http://i307.photobucket.com/albums/nn307/charpscreations_/CIMG0407_resize.jpg?t=1206722300" width="509" /> </p> <p> <a href="http://i307.photobucket.com/albums/nn307/charpscreations_/CIMG0427_resize.jpg?t=1206721821"><img height="388" src="http://i307.photobucket.com/albums/nn307/charpscreations_/CIMG0427_resize.jpg?t=1206721821" width="507" /></a> </p> <p><img height="485" src="http://i307.photobucket.com/albums/nn307/charpscreations_/CIMG0470_resize.jpg" width="372" /> </p> <p><img height="484" src="http://i307.photobucket.com/albums/nn307/charpscreations_/CIMG0409_resize.jpg" width="370" /></p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31696206.post-5609787051206830822008-03-28T03:35:00.001+08:002008-03-28T03:35:01.885+08:00Singapore Botanic Garden<p><img height="698" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3288/2366358959_38889a7039_o.jpg" width="527" /> </p> <p>A visit to the Singapore Botanic Garden today turns out to be a fruitful day of snapshots, dog-flirting and lame jokes. Am trying to upload the better pictures up here but my Adobe's trial is over!! :(</p> <p>Currently using Corel Painter, massive memory-hogging software. Everything also not enough memory to perform I tell you which is making me.. sleepy.</p> <p>This is the Tanglin entrance of SBG. The color tones are different and I kind of altered them to eh become what I'd like them to be but which can <em><strong><font color="#ff8040">never appear in real life</font></strong></em> since my father is not surnamed Lee, with prominent background or sorta.</p> <p>More pictures and stories on the way..</p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com