Sometimes is a cool word

'Sometimes' is like an excuse. It does away with all the responsibilities. I use it all too often but it isn't a sin I think




Isn't it a nice feeling finding something awesome that few know about?

september issues

Just some of my favourite things this September:

• Reading magazines with someone I know
• Combing my hair in the morning
• Doing anything Physics
• Doing anything A Math!
• Making a cup of hot Milo myself
• Eating rice
• Popping bubble-wrap (like alwayssssssssss)
• Lusting after guys on t.v.
• Saying 'shut up'

Sighhhhhhhhhhhhow I wish people would give me hugs and kisses on my cheeks for nothing

Goodbye (I love saying this too!)

I'M really really scared of geography,

elective or not

Frustrated helpless helpme

Today's a really nice day in disguise.

The Sun is bright but not at all hot,

and the light rays streaming in were all just really, really nice

I got a message from Lohraemon and found out that I failed the mock prelim paper terribly. I felt disappointed and a little disbelief (I thought I could finally show some results to all who have tried lending me a helping hand out of the pit of not knowing what I was doing) but I probably should have expected it because, try as I might, its not really enough, and I'm supposed to know that. I must work much harder.

Woke up earlier just to start on
Chemistry (I forgot all things electrolysis)
but time just flew and
hours went by and
I still couldn't focus, couldn't get anything in

(can you sense my frustration?)

I didn't feel like shopping, watching the t.v. or doing anything else other than studying. I really wanted to study but nothing went in and my eyes couldn't even stay on the same paragraph for longer than a minute.

I thought of big dreams yesterday and it was awesome having a dream, having something to look forward to. But I'm now stuck here and I can't move myself closer to my destination. This is a bad day. I feel like everything around me is all ideal, and the ugliness is all from me, within me, because of me.

Just look

Many a times, whenever I look at the photographs I've taken, I'd see all the little details becoming more and more obvious. And I'll wonder why why why didn't I take a closer look..Why the hell am I so concerned with having the most beautiful shot taken? When beauty is just right in front of me, the only thing in my mind is: I have to take a picture of this, I can take a proper look at it later, anyway, I've already have a picture of it.



Do you do that sometimes

If I were rich right now,

I really hope I'm not going to be fickle over this.

If I have the extra cash right now, I'll fly over to Japan right after my Opapers and hopefully get an internship with an advertising company. The media has a great impact on me, really, and not only am I going to deny the huge influence everything all around has on me, I'm pretty proud of it, in a way. I feel that I'll get the most out of my 'internship' working with a Japan-based company just because the Japanese are known for their particular nature about the little details. It's the little things that matter, anyway, no? OH my god my thoughts are flowing so fast now I can't really catch up! Through this year, I have been opening my eyes to details, and the meaning I get from them. I feel pretty scared right now about how much I would lose out on if I'm not gonna be keener and open my eyes about the everyday things and the things you're interested in and just the other things you interact with or do not interact with. Advertising, it's all so interesting.

Cheeks are the ultimate

I like the closeness in the process of having photographs taken.. I don't mind looking awful in pictures, really!

With security comes peace

I wanted to write about this for some time now already.



So many of us wants and hopes that someday, the sooner the better, everyone would come to be in peace with the next person. We want world peace so much I think it may already be a need in so many people's eyes. While in the bathroom, I thought that instead of wishing for world peace, I wish that every single one of us would have somebody to be there for, and somebody to be there for us. Is this wish so much more realistic? Not necessarily, but I think it really makes sense.

Personally, though, I wish that there would always be somebody I would feel comfortable enough to talk (incessantly) to, for breakfast, lunch, tea break, dinner, supper, dessert. Bliss is eating because you feel like it + talking to somebody because you want to + hearing out somebody that you wouldn't consider if he/she matters to you or not.


This post now looks so pretty to me, really.

first:

http://www.harpersbazaar.com/bazaar-blog/ralph-lauren-storybook-0810

then:

Ralph Lauren as Narrator:
http://www.ralphlauren.com/shop/index.jsp?categoryId=4357818&ab=int_081810_CHILDRENLP_STORYBOOK_SHOPNOW

vacuum vroooooooooooom

OH NO NO NO NO NO

This morning, I looked out of a moving vehicle's window and into another. I saw a middle-aged man with a cigarette between his lips, another middle-aged woman beside him. In another, I saw another middle-aged man in a similar-looking business suit. I thought of sex (please don't get the wrong idea: No, it wasn't because of the men, hello!?) and hence, of responsibilities. I was glad for responsibilities then.


Now??????????????????????????

I've just surfed the 'net and my physics homework and math paper are in my bag and essays are still on my mental to-do list and last but not least, my ss revision is lying all untouched! Oh my god oh my god responsibilites can suck most of the time, agree with me please.

The only, only thing

I would splurge on is probably shoessssssssssssssssssss,

till I remembered this dress (extreme left) in my folder and thought, shoes AND a dress I would touch and look at and try on and close my eyes and smell every single day..

Till I remembered that this is applicable only if I have $$$, but I remembered being a poor student, and also remembered that I am still a penniless student.

I like blank spaces for being so scary

There's so many things I think of writing of (but not necessarily writing them here as I forgot about this place!) but I don't, because I have been keeping things all quiet and real private, penning down my thoughts in a pink book given to me sometime after my birthday. When I write in the book, which I hope only specific people get to read, I am more honest and spoken so I guess I should continue doing so and keep this up. On the other hand, I do not contemplate as much. In other words, I do not (seldom anyway) think before I write.

On another note, maybe I should not have told you its pink. I hope you really do not have a curious nature. Well, unless you are one of the above-mentioned persons (i.e. specific people that I hope would get to read what I wrote and know me as a person and not as the Whatever which I portray to you, or at least try to.)

Oh my god, this is getting too long, much to my dislike. Good-bye is my new favourite word!!!!!!!!!

school after two days

I felt like a queen at school today. 4E-3 is great, they made me feel so warm and all, I feel so nice even early in morning, oh even before I stepped into the classroom. And then Ziqi gave me a side-hug for no reason at all and talking to Bushy felt like a privilege (HA HA!) today. Junkai was EXTREMELY impressed by me. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm we all laughed so hard today, you would never have known the things we can do within our four beloved walls.

My only wish was that the day wasn't so long because, well, novelty wears off.


p/s: My school uniform has a hole!!!!