Saturday, September 26, 2009
hi snowman! why aren't you melting??
black white ,white black.
lost balance.. ha
i like the wall.(:
(: graduated in 2005
painted when we're still in school(:
parade square.
the floor is laid with artificial grass pad. cool huh.
soft soft de.
many games around.
i like this shirt. (:
dream catcher
nice ma? (:
our first time!
she's going freestyle!
mine(:
left hand.
corridor by the hall
emath p2 in the morning.
thrilling!
and fun. but i'm not sure about probability ques, the $$ ques and the mean mode median.
other than that... still ok? (:
then cherie and i went home to change then meet the rest at mrt.
then we parted ways from them. ah ting, cherie and i went to watch fame.
how is it? i have to say, unless you're interested in performing arts,
then you'll like it most likely.
if not, i could be making not much sense to you.
that's how i thought la..
then walk walk buy things.
trained back to bugangkok.
so qiao saw them too.
then walk to pps!
go find mum take goodie bag.
go hall see see walk walk around school take picture.
some of my relatives were there too.
then went home first.
(:
tuition tmr again~
Thursday, September 24, 2009
hmmm. i'm not suppose to be here right now.
i should be somewhere away from this screen and keys, staring
at chemical equations and reactions. explosions maybe?
thoughts thoughts and thoughts.
it seems like the older you grow, the more you get into the real situation that's
happening everyday.
you looked back at things/ happenings.
just like how some songs just brought you back to some memories.
it's like a cycle. a routine.
everyday. most of them
drag yourself out of the nest, washing up, breakfast, school.
same path taken. from the steps. to the corridor, to the class.
greeted by some classmates. settled down.
assembly. lessons. lunch/home/back to school for ert.
home rest. sleep.
and then the next day you wake up, doing the things all over.
again and again.
i'm 16.
so are thousands and millions in the world.
some may be out into the society.
some having to work to feed their family.
some having fun all day.
some sick, suffering from illness.
some having big dreams and goals.
some in poverty.
some being a parent already.
some schooling just like me.
some, dead by this very second of starvation and malnutrition/terminal illness.
and the list goes on.
sixteen, a age too raw for the world, yet too old for the playground.
soon, very soon you'll be out in the world.
the complicated one. exposed to the 'dark side' of everything.
the one you once thought it's just nothing much.
but it does matters.
and, seventeen, eighteen, and blowing the 2 fat candles on the cream.
3,4,5,6..
just a few decades.
what's more.
learn, study, get into where everyone thinks its the path that'll make life good-the U.
out, work. work. promoted. work. family. work. kids. work.
old, kids big. retire. write your will. in the coffin.
send back to the earth.
but, how not to?
what are you going to fight against.
definitely not the best to lead it.
but like what most people says.
it's life.
seems like the only way is to change the attitude towards things we all have to do.
whether you want it or not, you got to accomplish the mission.
you can grumble all you want, swear, cruse, scream, complain.
still, you gona do it.
it's life.
i wonder sometimes,
how would it be like if there's 12 hours or 48 hours in a day instead of the 24.
7 days a week. 12 months a year. 365 days a year or 366, if you wanted to count in
the no. of days of some special year.
what if singapore is not lying near the equator.
or, simply, what if i'm not born on singapore.
or does not even exist.
i don't know.
of course it wouldn't make a difference.
what if i'm born black in us,
having to be discriminated most of the time.
or born with undeveloped body.
a failed one.
if, i got lost as a kid and never found my way back to my parents.
if i didn't make it to school at all.
well, it's all what ifs.
what if i've got super powers that could heal people like
the boy named collins in the novel, the gift.
thoughts. too many..
i shall stop here cause i'm already late for the show, on tv!
sweet dreams~
Monday, September 21, 2009
like a river of gooold.~ lol!
see, only a few units were lighted.
i'm thinking it's either the ppl haven sleep or they woke up early like me.
its 4plus that time.
back from 3hours of tuition from 5am to 8am!(:
still full from the breakfast. lol.
we met at the traffic, and i saw i car coming to stop
as its at the traffic.
and i'm like saying whoever in the car must be thinking
where the hell the 3 girls are going to early in the morning~
then i heard a horn.
its ms lee! and mr vincent.
lol.
so we hoped on the car, filled with tibits.
and the window was down, it's very breezy! ^^
then we reached. the first (:
took some photos outside then we went in. (:
soon the others came.
poor huishan couldn't make it today><
then we settled down><
called the mac delivery, did some questions.
and soon the guy came with our breakfast! (:
ate and did more questions.
it ended and they wanted to go home to sleep.
but i dont feel like going home.
i wanted to go out!
many venues popped up in mind.
but its either its too far/dont know how to go/
dont want to go alone.
and a little bit of lazy.
i'm thinking and thinking and i'm reaching
the lift.
i thought of beaches/malls/many ulu places.
but, i still came up home in the end.):
walked in to house, asked my mum whether we're going out
today.
no.
as expected.
i wana go out and have fun):
please bring me out~
sigh. ):
tossing and turning on bed yesterday.
i didn't know the time i fell asleep.
i know it's very late. and i got to wake up
early in the morning.
maybe its barely 3hours that i slept.
i don't know.
i just couldn't sleep.
): and the feeling's really not good... really
hi snowman! why aren't you melting??
black white ,white black.
lost balance.. ha
i like the wall.(:
(: graduated in 2005
painted when we're still in school(:
parade square.the floor is laid with artificial grass pad. cool huh.
soft soft de.
many games around.
i like this shirt. (:dream catcher
nice ma? (:our first time!
she's going freestyle!
mine(:
left hand.
corridor by the hall
emath p2 in the morning.
thrilling!
and fun. but i'm not sure about probability ques, the $$ ques and the mean mode median.
other than that... still ok? (:
then cherie and i went home to change then meet the rest at mrt.
then we parted ways from them. ah ting, cherie and i went to watch fame.
how is it? i have to say, unless you're interested in performing arts,
then you'll like it most likely.
if not, i could be making not much sense to you.
that's how i thought la..
then walk walk buy things.
trained back to bugangkok.
so qiao saw them too.
then walk to pps!
go find mum take goodie bag.
go hall see see walk walk around school take picture.
some of my relatives were there too.
then went home first.
(:
tuition tmr again~
Thursday, September 24, 2009
hmmm. i'm not suppose to be here right now.
i should be somewhere away from this screen and keys, staring
at chemical equations and reactions. explosions maybe?
thoughts thoughts and thoughts.
it seems like the older you grow, the more you get into the real situation that's
happening everyday.
you looked back at things/ happenings.
just like how some songs just brought you back to some memories.
it's like a cycle. a routine.
everyday. most of them
drag yourself out of the nest, washing up, breakfast, school.
same path taken. from the steps. to the corridor, to the class.
greeted by some classmates. settled down.
assembly. lessons. lunch/home/back to school for ert.
home rest. sleep.
and then the next day you wake up, doing the things all over.
again and again.
i'm 16.
so are thousands and millions in the world.
some may be out into the society.
some having to work to feed their family.
some having fun all day.
some sick, suffering from illness.
some having big dreams and goals.
some in poverty.
some being a parent already.
some schooling just like me.
some, dead by this very second of starvation and malnutrition/terminal illness.
and the list goes on.
sixteen, a age too raw for the world, yet too old for the playground.
soon, very soon you'll be out in the world.
the complicated one. exposed to the 'dark side' of everything.
the one you once thought it's just nothing much.
but it does matters.
and, seventeen, eighteen, and blowing the 2 fat candles on the cream.
3,4,5,6..
just a few decades.
what's more.
learn, study, get into where everyone thinks its the path that'll make life good-the U.
out, work. work. promoted. work. family. work. kids. work.
old, kids big. retire. write your will. in the coffin.
send back to the earth.
but, how not to?
what are you going to fight against.
definitely not the best to lead it.
but like what most people says.
it's life.
seems like the only way is to change the attitude towards things we all have to do.
whether you want it or not, you got to accomplish the mission.
you can grumble all you want, swear, cruse, scream, complain.
still, you gona do it.
it's life.
i wonder sometimes,
how would it be like if there's 12 hours or 48 hours in a day instead of the 24.
7 days a week. 12 months a year. 365 days a year or 366, if you wanted to count in
the no. of days of some special year.
what if singapore is not lying near the equator.
or, simply, what if i'm not born on singapore.
or does not even exist.
i don't know.
of course it wouldn't make a difference.
what if i'm born black in us,
having to be discriminated most of the time.
or born with undeveloped body.
a failed one.
if, i got lost as a kid and never found my way back to my parents.
if i didn't make it to school at all.
well, it's all what ifs.
what if i've got super powers that could heal people like
the boy named collins in the novel, the gift.
thoughts. too many..
i shall stop here cause i'm already late for the show, on tv!
sweet dreams~
Monday, September 21, 2009
like a river of gooold.~ lol!
see, only a few units were lighted.i'm thinking it's either the ppl haven sleep or they woke up early like me.
its 4plus that time.
back from 3hours of tuition from 5am to 8am!(:
still full from the breakfast. lol.
we met at the traffic, and i saw i car coming to stop
as its at the traffic.
and i'm like saying whoever in the car must be thinking
where the hell the 3 girls are going to early in the morning~
then i heard a horn.
its ms lee! and mr vincent.
lol.
so we hoped on the car, filled with tibits.
and the window was down, it's very breezy! ^^
then we reached. the first (:
took some photos outside then we went in. (:
soon the others came.
poor huishan couldn't make it today><
then we settled down><
called the mac delivery, did some questions.
and soon the guy came with our breakfast! (:
ate and did more questions.
it ended and they wanted to go home to sleep.
but i dont feel like going home.
i wanted to go out!
many venues popped up in mind.
but its either its too far/dont know how to go/
dont want to go alone.
and a little bit of lazy.
i'm thinking and thinking and i'm reaching
the lift.
i thought of beaches/malls/many ulu places.
but, i still came up home in the end.):
walked in to house, asked my mum whether we're going out
today.
no.
as expected.
i wana go out and have fun):
please bring me out~
sigh. ):
tossing and turning on bed yesterday.
i didn't know the time i fell asleep.
i know it's very late. and i got to wake up
early in the morning.
maybe its barely 3hours that i slept.
i don't know.
i just couldn't sleep.
): and the feeling's really not good... really
