.
I THINK THAT MY CHINA NAME IS DAMN SECKS.
DON'T YOU THINK SO TOO.
I THINK THAT I'M PRETTY DEAD FOR PROMOS.
DON'T I KNOW THAT TOO?
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
10 (fruit spread + bread)
35 - 10 = 28
28 - 3 = 25 (luxuries).
hence i can save 25 every week if this works out.
and i wouldnt be getting much other than carbs and vitamins for lunch. meh its revision time anw. i wouldnt need all the protein.
taiwan gogogo.
東大 would never become a reality unless you plan for its actuality.
there would be those that spite, but in the end, its your aim, your future.
go for it boy.
35 - 10 = 28
28 - 3 = 25 (luxuries).
hence i can save 25 every week if this works out.
and i wouldnt be getting much other than carbs and vitamins for lunch. meh its revision time anw. i wouldnt need all the protein.
taiwan gogogo.
東大 would never become a reality unless you plan for its actuality.
there would be those that spite, but in the end, its your aim, your future.
go for it boy.
Sunday, September 20, 2009
i really need a break, end of this year.
i need some source of energy to prepare me for the devils of the coming year.
yesterday was quite eventful. its usually at times like this when my priorities get jeopardised and i have absolutely no idea and no control over my actions - past, present, and future.
helplessness, but i was never in a precarious situation.
it all amounts to a weird precadiment, one which i could hardly account for using language.
the above could be a whole load of bull, for nothing significantly negative happened, and i did enjoy myself reasonably well.
well its mid autumn, and the only taste of mooncake i've had so far would be the microscopic sample from the poor salesman at bengawan solo with clement.
many many things that i could have done.
many many things forgone,
in a much much uneventful year.
out.
i need some source of energy to prepare me for the devils of the coming year.
yesterday was quite eventful. its usually at times like this when my priorities get jeopardised and i have absolutely no idea and no control over my actions - past, present, and future.
helplessness, but i was never in a precarious situation.
it all amounts to a weird precadiment, one which i could hardly account for using language.
the above could be a whole load of bull, for nothing significantly negative happened, and i did enjoy myself reasonably well.
well its mid autumn, and the only taste of mooncake i've had so far would be the microscopic sample from the poor salesman at bengawan solo with clement.
many many things that i could have done.
many many things forgone,
in a much much uneventful year.
out.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
when i was 4 i remembered, i used to give animated demonstrations of power ranger K-O moves in front of my parents.
egotism and shame were still mere potential, never an actuality.
when i was 12, my mum would scream at me in public, usually for trivial matters (walking too slowly to the bus-stop and what not) when it was that time of the month for her. i vaguely felt the rush of fluid to my cheeks, my temple, my ears.
oblivious to this phenomenon, i felt awkward nevertheless.
when i was 15 and my parents called 3 times a day while i was overseas with friends. i started to feel embarrassed though foolishness was knocking at my forehead all the while.
i just couldnt find the door.
gone were the days when i would swing like peter-pan with my friends at the play-ground.
taking off my shirt and parading half-naked after goals were nothing but mere existence chucked conveniently down memory lane.
10 years ago when i played with my cousins i would hide and they would seek
;now we would hide our feelings while we seek a non-compromising topic to gossip on.
gone were the days when innocence made me feel like the king of the world.
egotism and shame were still mere potential, never an actuality.
when i was 12, my mum would scream at me in public, usually for trivial matters (walking too slowly to the bus-stop and what not) when it was that time of the month for her. i vaguely felt the rush of fluid to my cheeks, my temple, my ears.
oblivious to this phenomenon, i felt awkward nevertheless.
when i was 15 and my parents called 3 times a day while i was overseas with friends. i started to feel embarrassed though foolishness was knocking at my forehead all the while.
i just couldnt find the door.
gone were the days when i would swing like peter-pan with my friends at the play-ground.
taking off my shirt and parading half-naked after goals were nothing but mere existence chucked conveniently down memory lane.
10 years ago when i played with my cousins i would hide and they would seek
;now we would hide our feelings while we seek a non-compromising topic to gossip on.
gone were the days when innocence made me feel like the king of the world.
Monday, September 7, 2009
There are always the times when you thought you were better but it turned out otherwise.
you laugh, you smirk at your own ego admist all the elation of the humble ones rejoicing over their achievements.
a fruit of one's deeds, you say?
the fluid-less tears, the silent cries.
because some ants were meant to return to their nests empty handed.
anyway, holidays(bahaa?) has started and i really hope i work my ass off this week.
that lethal combination of work, eat and sleep works wonders in fattening a person.
what can you do after all, its A's.
cheers to a fruitful holiday~
you laugh, you smirk at your own ego admist all the elation of the humble ones rejoicing over their achievements.
a fruit of one's deeds, you say?
the fluid-less tears, the silent cries.
because some ants were meant to return to their nests empty handed.
anyway, holidays(bahaa?) has started and i really hope i work my ass off this week.
that lethal combination of work, eat and sleep works wonders in fattening a person.
what can you do after all, its A's.
cheers to a fruitful holiday~
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