Thursday, December 28, 2006

Results out


It was okaayy.. But I am just disappointed that I wasn't serious enough in my studies.. especially at the last mugging stage. I was just fooling around. Whatever results I got, no matter how great it was(if it was even great), it's not my 100%. And that's something cannot forgive myself for. I need to be more serious. This doesn't mean that I will be 24/7 mugger, but it means I WILL mug during mugging time, and not procrastinating around.
'As long as you have put in 100% effort, even if you only get 50 marks, you still score 100%; if you have only put in 50% effort, even if you get 100 marks, you only score 50%.' I created this quote quite some time ago, and have shared with many friends. And it wouldn't make sense if I don't follow it myself. March on! Learn from lesson, and I can always try my 100% in the future!
And I will do it. *smilez*
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Sunday, December 24, 2006

Shine your light on the world


Today's the annual class gathering again. And again I can't make it.. *sobs* Hope 73 peeps are enjoying yourself, hopefully still with the whines, the claps, and the lame jokes. And this entry is a tribute to the class to make up for my absence.

Was flipping through the class diary recently. The title of this entry 'Shine your light on the world', was actually the words written on the cover page of the class diary.Digged it out from the box of my jc notes. Was giving myself a hard time trying to decipher who's handwriting it is for every entry, since most of our class didn't have a habit of leaving names below our entries, which was reasonable THEN. Now, it posts a little more difficulties. But some people's handwriting (such as POW's) are just so distinguishable! Hoho.

Below are some of the excerpts that I thought was totally worth mentioning here. In the same order as their appearance in the diary. Colours used are the pen ink used then.

Our warm greeting/warning to the indian cleaner who cruelly disposed our first-2-months memories crafted in the previous 2 class diaries.

What Xavier does during physics and bio lect.
First: sleep and sleep.....
Next: Go toilet until bio lect starts.
Next: copy physics notes durin bio lect...
4th: Repeat first step

The modus operandi of Xavier.

How are we supposed to digest the lecture notes w/o lecture notase? (May be cellulase?)
Desperate attempt to survive in HC.

Qn: Why does Ms Ong hate hour-glass but adore 2nm?
ans: Hour-glass -> insult to her figure. 2nm -> reflects her figure completely...err...maybe it's 2km??? =)

2 light years!!
Does Miss Ong have a hunk bf from NJ in the end?

Beng Beng's dress sense has reached new heights!!! Haha... it has got hypnotic properties todae!
Beng Beng's dress sense is always our favourite topic.
Oh man.. I'm feeling dizzy! zzzzz

Class favourite song.

Shall end off wif a few words... A FEW WORDS!!!
Choon Siang's freezing humour.

Bio: reflection after being slaughtered in the first test
- i'm sorry that i'm very obedient in following instructions, that I write everything within given lines, when in reality those out of given lines are also counted.
- i'm sorry that my handwriting is too big that even when I'm given the model answer, i would not be able to squeeze them all into the given lines.
I'll allocate more time to study GP b4 exams so as to understand what the question is talking about.

Monstrous Bio training in Hwa Chong, that imposed unattainable demands. But eventually, we did benefit from it, lah.

Nirmala in pajamas
are jumpin down 'e stairs~
Nirmalas in pajamas
are chasing teddy bears
Nirmalas in pajamas are eating rotten pears~
"N1, are u tinking wat i'm tinkin?"
"Yes, N2, i tink i'm tinking wat u're tinkin."

More making fun of teachers.

Tossing Jaspar into the sea will result in water pollution or eutrophication cos he has so many micro-organisms living of him.
Memorable ECP outing. Don't know why we chose the heaviest to throw into the sea. Wonder if the fishes are still alive.

The day Jaspar's thought he would die. But apparently his imminent death won no sympathy from us! Hoho..

"Bewitched, bothered, bewildered" Is this a fair description of the relationship between miss wong's lecture and us. Discuss"
A magical combination of GP (General Paper) and Bio.

Something is wrong with blogger. It refused to upload the rest of the pics. So story ends here.. *sobs*

Yes I have to admit that I still haven't photocopied it to those who wanted it cuz I have already lost the list. Oops. Those who want it may tell me again.

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Saturday, December 23, 2006

Was supposed to search for something inside my secret cabinet but ended up reading all the letters I received over the years. Yes I do keep almost every note, postcard, greeting card, or letter given, whether they were of motivating or destructive content, written with good or ill motivation. I guess I am a hopeless romanticist. While I move on with life, I would still like to keep EVERY memory with me. Good or bad. And letters are perfect retrieval cues for such memory bits. Despite living in this techno age, I still love HANDwritten letters. Nice or illegible. For the personal feel, personal touch. And also they are physical things! Means it feel real. Somehow computer to me is always a tool for business and not a place to safekeep emotions. Letters do the latter better. Found it so funny when pow thought i was a guy during the J1 angel and mortal game. And all the letters between me and hoo hoo were just so memorable. And jiayou letters for exams, for xmas, new year, cny, competition... Yes I am a hopeless romanticist who loves to safekeep every emotion. But it's just me. Don't know how to end this entry. Ok just end it like this.
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Thursday, December 21, 2006

1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18 and find line four
They describe the positive psychology movement as giving a stronger emphasis to and conducting more research on three general topics...
from = Psychology 7 by John W. Santrock =


2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can.
i got the Hwa Chong open house 2003 post-its stuck on my cabinet that says 'Wed: call lynn, call CK, do aiesec stuff, design more shirt; Thurs: meet WHSC; Fri: Register subjects, OC meeting 10.30am, send computer to repair'


3. What is that last thing you watched onTV?
superstar fan shen sai for females


4. Without looking, guess what time it is.
3am


5. Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?
2.20am


6. With the exception of the computer,what can you hear?
fan speed, music from some other room


7. When did you last step outside? Whatwere you doing?
stepped out of my room? To rinse my fingernails with water to soften them so that I can cut them. *heart ache*


8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?
Marcus' blog. I must be darn bored.


9. What are you wearing?
shirt that says 'I am nobody' in front and 'Nobody is perfect' at the back, and denim shorts. And ear rings too!


10. Did you dream last night?
Erm I didn't sleep last night. I slept in the morning till noon. Hoho..


11. When did you last laugh?
Erm.. let's see. When I was watching 'Triumph in the Sky'?


12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?
Posters. Self-written, posters from hoohoo, posters from parents, tweety cross-stitch.


13. Seen anything weird lately?
Super duper long chocolate bar(2 person's width?) and huge kinder choco balls from Candy Empire! Not to mention those solid and shatterproof christmas balls. Hoho..


14. What do you think of this quiz?
I love spontaneous quiz like this! Esp the first question!


15. What is the last film you saw?
On my laptop is death note. In cinema was the Prestige.


16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight,what would you buy?
Heels! And my white leather bag! Then buy air-tickets to go travel with friends and family!


17. Tell me something about you that I don't know.
I had all kinds of eye infections since April till November this year.


18. If you could change one thing aboutthe world,regardless of guilt or politics, what would you change?
The unstoppable movement of development! Let's just take a rest, and enjoy things around you.


19. Do you like to dance?
Love! J'aime danser a la folie.


20. George W Bush.. American?
Why is this boring question making its appearance here?


21. Imagine your first child is a boy, what will you call him?
En something.


22. Imagine your first child is a girl, what will you call her?
Phrenia! Or something ning.


23. Have you ever considered living abroad?
Have been living abroad. People only asked me if I have considered going back to hometown.


24. What do you want God to say to youwhen youreach the pearly gates?
I believe in universal system. Not run by anyone. But I hope someone will say this to me, 'you have lived this life well.'


25. 4 people who must do this
Anyone who reads this. But oink must do it!

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It rained and rained and continued to rain. Temperature dropped and dropped, and continued to drop to a low point of 23'c.

In Singapore, Thomson Road was flooded up to chest level (according to the florists), Goodwood florist lost up to S$100 mil. In Malaysia, it was reported that it's the highest precipitation ever in 100 years. 8 districts in Johor were flooded. Train service disrupted (no wonder I couldn't get train tix home). Somehow time before Christmas is always black black black. Not because of Christmas I am sure, but because of the climate. Not to forget the tsunami in 2004, the earthquake in 2005. Hope that people are alright this year.

Rain rain please be kind to the humankind.

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Wednesday, December 20, 2006

有时候很喜欢大人的感觉,能够很坦然地面对自己的感觉,就像你那样,成熟、坦荡。那段逝去的爱,虽然我没机会享受,但直到如今,我还是不断地从中汲取无穷的道理。从没跟你说过这句话:“谢谢你。”
祝你幸福、美满。
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Monday, December 18, 2006

地铁之景


疲惫的早晨。喧嚣、混乱、没有胃口。
站在月台的人,双眼尽是饥渴。含蓄的凶猛,充分表现出优雅社会的上进心。
车门一开,人们有秩序地挤进车里,炯炯的双眼向四处涉猎座位,座尾的座位更是上上选。瞄准目标,以优雅社会标准许可下最高速度前进,走到座前,在徐徐坐下,摆好双脚,心满意足地闭上双眼。小寐。


在这个脚步不断加快的城市中,我只想做个沉寂的观望石。

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Saturday, December 16, 2006

A good deed a day keeps the karma away!


Went out with Janice for shopping today! And guess where was the destination? It was shockingly shockingly Jurong Point! What a disapPOINTment. But anyway shopping with her never fails to bring me suprising embarrassment. And loads of laughters too! She wanted to get a coin pouch, so I told her to just stand in the walkway and scream, 'I want a coin pouch', then an angel will fulfil her wish! So I helped her to scream, and immediately we saw the poster hanging on the pillar. Reads: 'coin pouch at 50 cents with every $20 purchase!' Wan Xin's words are full of prophecy. Haha..

Then while walking out of toilet, she stepped on my sandals from the back. And as I was on continuous motion, my foot continued to move forward. So the thin strap cut into my flesh, causing me to send out a long loud wail, which drew attention. Thanks a lot for that Janice. And I will always remember our mechanical nods and hand shakes to follow the music. Haha.

Anyway after sending her off, it started raining. I was reluctant to get wet so I chose to stay inside Jurong Point again to walk around. Then I saw this grant-a-wish activity set up by NUS students. It's an event for public to grant the wish of children from different homes or hospice. You buy them the presents they want instead of donating money. I helped to buy 'shinny and colour pens' for an 8 years old girl. Hope she likes it. Even though this was unexpected expenditure, I felt happy about it.

Perhaps we have been too preoccupied with our live to notice the simple wishes of the others. We care too much about what we need to acknowledge the needs of the others. As I was buying it, my heart was slightly aching. Ouch there goes my white leather bag in Bugis. Then I started wondering. Why am I always placing myself before others? I want the bag, but a little girl out there wants some pens too. They are equivalent wishes. But why not for this time, I just not get the bag, but fulfil others' needs? Let me learn to sacrifice for others.

And I have gladly done so. :) And taught myself a precious lesson. :)

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What is love?



Love stops time. When you are doing something you love or be with someone you love (will be condensed to 'when you are with love'), time stops. A second seems forever. A touch of heart, a communication between souls. Every piece of memory lingers in your heart for eternity. Love speeds up time too. When you are with love, no time is ever enough. You turn into a beast, craving for more. But somehow time is just running out as quickly as it could be, leaving you unsatisfied, which is the feeling that drives you to crave for the next moment.

Had a request from Yin How to write a paragraph of what is love to help him with his project paper for the module of 'Philosophy of Love'. Wesleyan's modules are just so fun! But I certainly don't think it's a simple paper especially for people like us who have adapted to non-spontaneity.
so that is what I wrote. I thought it is so true~

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Thursday, December 14, 2006

Welcome back myself, welcome back laptop!



We love you OC, we do; we love you OC, we do; we love you OC, we do; Oh OC we love you. How much? THIS MUCH!"

OC plus the others at post-NLDS dinner. Clockwise from left: David the OCP, Daniel the German, Lun Kai the rice-turned-potato, Khai Jia from Malaysia, Cecilia the year 3, Imran the NUS LCP (local committee president), Pamela the Marketing Vice-pres, Laura (hidden), Won Jang the Korean, Siew Yik the pseudo-DHL mailman, me, Cheryl the dot-dash-dot.


Be gone all the depressing posts that I have posted. I am back. Refreshed. Renewed. Though I can fall asleep at any moment now, sitting, standing, listening, chatting, but my spirit is high.

I am just back from National Leadership Development Seminar, a nation-wide seminar organised by Singapore AIESEC. AIESEC, is an international platform for youth to discover and develop their potential. Ok enough introduction.

And now I am speechless. There's just so much to say. It's one of my most enriching experience in life. Ok, let's start from Day -1, two days before NLDC. I went to pick up 2 Japanese delegates (we call AIESEC members as delegates) at Changi Airport. It's the first time for me to pick up people without knowing their faces first. So I wrote their names on a piece of A4 paper, and started standing at the arrival door. Just like some of the others. But very unlike many others. They landed at 0020. At 1am, they were still not out. I started panicking. How if I have missed them?

Luckily, they were out soon. Two young and good-looking Japanese. So I took them to backpackers' hotel at Little India. And yes it is the first time I visit a backpackers'! At 2am, I started taking a cab back to NTU. West to East then East to West again. It's the first time I travelled like this and it's the first time for me to take that many cabs. And oops I have moved on to Day 0 - the pre-camp day.

At 9am, I sprang up from my bed to register subjects for next sem. Only to realise that my reg time was actually 1130am. So I went to deep sleep again.

After that I sent my laptop for repair, as it would be a time when I don't need to use my laptop so no missing feel for it. It was raining. I took a cab again. After sending it, David the OCP (Organising Committee President) called rushing me. So I took yet another cab to SMU the place where NLDS was held. There marked off a whole blast of 4+1+1 day of fun, craze and SK (Sai Kang which means tough labour). We had to carry 30 tables from School of Business up to the 10th floor of Admin Building, walking through the busy city streets. Wonder why SMU have to have such heavy tables, and why was there no table in the admin building! But it's ok. The guys did the transportation. The girls only transport it up to the 10th level, which MIND YOU wasn't an easy task as well. So SK jobs went on and on till night. In between, I went to meet a Columbian and a South African AIESECer to get keys which they wanted to return to another AIESECer who provided their homestay. After that I went off to the airport again to receive yet another Japanese delegate. Japanese looks never fail my expectation~ Then rushed back for meeting again. The night ended at 4+am. We slept at SMU hostel. It's actually not opened yet but they made an exception for us. We were the first batch of inhabitants!

The very heavy tables the guys (Nicholas the teddy bear and Lun Kai the Uncle Wong)carried under the hot sun through the busy (which didn't appear so in this pic) city streets.

SMU hostel. It's an apartment style hostel. Good idea, tinu rooms. This is a picture of a single-bedroom. Take note how small it is. I was taking it from the other side of the wall.

Day 1 -the official day of NLDS!
Woke up at 630 when my hair was still WET from pre-sleep bath. After breakfast, we started a series of registration for the delegates. I was an usher at the lobby to direct the delegates to the correct destination. I thought NLDS was only for local delegates. Apparently I was wrong. There were people from Japan, Taiwan, Korea, Indonesia, Thailand, India, Nigeria, Pakistanis, Malaysia..! And even within the OC and the facilitators, our background is diversed. We had Malaysians truly asians~, Singaporeans, Vietnamese, Filipino, PRCs, Indonesians, Germans, Luxemburgians (the NLDS chairperson), Poles (are Poland people called as such? I dunno.), Russian, British, Canadian, and Egyptian! This was Developing Leaders Day. Big managers such as Microsoft regional director came down to give talks. It was really interesting. Sadly I could only attend 30 min of the seminar which lasted the entire day as I had to do SK jobs. After lunch we started preparing the goodie bag and registration process. After that was a grand gala dinner where we had to dress up nicely and enjoy nicey meals. The night ended at 3am.

Random picture with a hat I have always wanted to wear.

Day 2.
Woke up at 630am again. OC were the alarm clock for all the delegates. So we went apartment to apartment, room to room to wake the delegates up. After that it's more SK but we started to have more interactions among the OC. We just officially met each other on Day 0. But everyone was really fun-loving. We renamed OC as SK III, a name suggested by UncleWong aka Ah Beng Wong. And we have 3 uncles in SK III! Due to their deceiving looks. Namely the Uncle Ah Beng Wong, Uncle Thong the OCP and Uncle Chia. Our interactions went so well that some of us sneaked out together to have a little escape from the stale air of SMU. Then it was the NLDS night. We brought the delegates out for food hunt, and the stupid me brought them to the wrong destination! But we got great food from there anyway.

One thing is AIESECers were really fun-loving people. While waiting for roti prata at the stall, I dare my Pakistanis delegate to bring his beer and say cheers to the cashier. There goes the conversation:
Nabeel: Hey lady!
Blur cashier: Yes?
Nabeel: C-H-E-E-R-S!
Cashier: Err.. cheers..
Wahahaha.. it's oh-so-fun! This marked off the night of Day2.

Day 3 - a tinge of sadness.
Half of NLDS was gone within what seemed like seconds! But I told myself to stop mourning and continue to treasure every second. But people were nastier to be woken up. Some of them would actually get angry with you, or simply refused to wake up. But OC had invented ways to conserve energy using technology! Everybody had a walkie-talkie, and I just played my very loud doraemon ringtone from my phone and transmit to everyone else who on their walkie talkie at maximum volume. Hiakhiakhiak.

OC started getting siao in the evening. We took so many idiotic videos that managed to self-entertained ourselves to the maximum! Hoho. Uncle Chia talking to the tree and bringing it out for a walk. Video of us mimicking the crazy orders by facilitators. Should upload our PRC game video here if possible.

Random picture of Uncle Thong.

The headlines were just right for this photo shoot! Take note of the headline of the right. Marcus the Uncle Chia in action.

The highlight for the day was Global Village, where everybody from their country brings something from their countries for showcase. We got some from the embassies. too. Where on earth can you see so many precious displays of countries' jewels in a little place? The sights were overwhelming. People were dressed in their most authentic costumes. People were dancing. We were eating, collecting brochures, trying out costumes, listening to introduction. It's the night when you see beauty of the world. It's the night which allowed me to reaslise that differences between cultured are to be appreciated, not to be viewed as point of conflict. So peace, no war, please.

Me with Yasmine the Egyptian. Mummy returns.

Me and Wang Fang the PRC and Won Jang the Korean who can dance really well!

Me and Laura in OC shirts with the Japanese delegates! and erm Shin the pseudo-Japanese who's actually a Malaysian.

After that was beer drinking competition. We had 40 litres of beer kindly sponsored by AIESEC alumni! But sadly, we couldn't make too much noise as there were still people living around the hostel. The OC went out for supper that night, and I was so reluctant to sleep, since it's already the last night of NLDS. So after supper, me and Siew Yik the pseudo-DHL man stayed back and played with the delegates, till 5am when they were exhausted. Then I stayed on with a Malaysian senior and Nabeel to chat under the bright moon sky.

Friends connected under the bright moonlight.

Day 4 - Nice wrap up.
A lot a lot of SK work were done. We had to transport back all the heavy tables back to Sch of Business, again, by the guys. Poor thing. A lot of cleaning work too. It was the day that I started feeling sick. I still couldn't take alcohol. I had terrible horrible rashes. They were itchy, red, and hot! Yet on the surface I was feeling cold. OC weren't very kind though, they laughed me for drinking when I can't. Hmmph.. But I guessed it's the return of karma. For jacking at them continuously. Hoho.. It was painful, but still a lot of SK to do.

Our ability to doze off anytime anywhere. This was at SMU underpass where many public walks pass.

OC at work in a messy messy place. Level 10. The place with great sights, great stress, great fun and thus great memory!

Mei-Xi who found comfort eating in front of my slippers! Of among my slippers!

After the closing plenary, when a lot of people were getting emotional and wet in tears, the OC actually got crazy and started screaming together 'IT'S OVER! IT'S OVER! IT'S OVER!' That won us a lot of stares. No one can truly understand how much SK we undergone over the days. No doubt the delegates were thankful to us, but being OC was really a lot of work to do! Everyone must be an OC once, but once is MORE THAN ENOUGH! Haha. But ok la, we were a bit emo too.. I was so sad to part with Yasmine the Egyptian mummy. She's the next crazy girl I can find on earth! After the entire check out procedure, we had our OC reflection. That was the time when we started replaying the precious flashbacks of the entire NLDS. From siandiao and lost to fun and excitement. From energetic to able to fall asleep at anywhere. Yes within the 7 days I clocked only 21 hours of sleep!

It was an eye-opening experience. I finally understood what does the tagline of AIESEC means. There were literally endless opportunities available in AIESEC waiting for me to discover. There were tonnes of people from all over the globe for me to shake hands with. There were so many things I could do to mature myself. I am lured by the opportunities, yet a bit apprehensive. I don't know if I can manage it. I wonder if I have the capability like the uncles and the other VPs. But I will try. At least for next year, I am going for Hong Kong conference! Hoho!

And today, I received 51 mails in my inbox. Not that I didn't check the email during the seminar. I am excited to read them now.

My inflamed thigh due to rashes.. *sobs*

I love you OC I do; I love you OC I do; I love you OC I do; I love you OC I do; Oh OC I love you. How much? THIS MUCH!

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Thursday, December 07, 2006

A dose of light air into this gloomy blog


Ereneh jy and yiwen complained that I only blogged the dark stuff here. So fine, I shall blog here the happiest event for today. I went k box with ereneh jy and yiwen today! It's the first time my k box have this combination. But well, it was a powerful combination. Partly due to post-exam joy, we were so high. We started screaming into the poor mic. Sometimes 2 people to one mic. And we started arranging the songs to the high times and low times. But they all kept ostracising the poor me, like refusing to let me sing, esp the pang seng song. Hmmph.. Haish.. But in the end I got my way through the three evil forces! Haha.
And it was the longest k box I have ever gone! 4-9pm! And it's the first time we got out before the waiter politely chased us out. Because we were so exhausted already. 5 hours of singing! Wahahaha..
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results of boredom

Being really bored on a beautiful tuesday afternoon after I woke up (at 2pm. oops), I decided to experiment with eye make-up and photography. It's really difficult to get good light cuz the camera was so close to my eye, so effectively blocked out most of the light. And I can't use flash here also as I don't want to get blind. So it was a good test on the steadiness of my hand. The results: Smoky eye! Actually it's eyeliner. Nothing can be seen when I open my eyes fully, thanks to my extremely nei4-shuang1 eyelids.

Yet I look so perfectly single-lided here. Haha. And thanks to shadows, my eye lashes look looong!

Tired hands. Puffy eyes.

Does a ray of light brightens up everything?


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Singing a song for myself to hear. It's ok if you don't understand.
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Wednesday, December 06, 2006

I don't know what's wrong with me. Nothing wrong is happening in my life. But something just doesn't feel right. I don't particularly feel hopeless, not particularly sad, not particularly hurt, not particularly lonely, not particularly free. But I just don't feel living. Something vital is missing there. I still feel happiness, I still get excited. But they just don't last long. They seem superficial. I realise my attention span is getting short. I can't even finish listening to what my friend said. The sense of emptiness just wells up in the middle of night, conjured up by a song, by a sentence said, by a picture, by a piece of though, drying me up.

I don't want to hide this feel with other stuff. Problems aren't solved this way. I need to face it, know it, solve it, get out from it. Not just get occupied with something else, then think that everything is solved already. Problems aren't solved this way, and they will never be solved this way. If you never feel it again after getting busy, it's because you have lied well to yourself, not because you have gone wiser. I need a very huge thing to bang on my head to correct the connections inside. But 'cuse me, I am not trying to invite a series of unfortunate events. I just need something. Something that enlightens my dead body once more. Something to guide me out of this dark tunnel. This kinda feeling is worse than any kinda negative feelings. It's not suicidal, it's not depressed, it's not distress. You feel like there's a voice within you which wants to scream out loud, but somehow when your mouth opens, nothing comes out. No voice. Or may be you don't even know what to scream. Why to scream. I feel blind, I feel dumb, I feel deft. My eyes are stale, my ears are rotting, my senses decomposing. I am not breathing, I am not sensing, I am not responding. I don't feel human. I need fresh air. I need fresh eyes, fresh ears, fresh insights, fresh hope.

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Saturday, December 02, 2006

I have begun on a new journey. Or a journey that I have abandoned after being misled. A journey that will carry me very far, yet the distance travelled is very short. It's a journey to my true soul. It is a short journey, cuz I am the soul in a way. It's a far journey, cuz I am so far away from the destination.
I am learning to be contented even when I am alone, I am learning to source happiness from within and not without, I am learning to create permanent joy and not temporary excitement, I am learning to be wiser.
祝福我。
To all of you who care, thank you very much. You guys make me feel much better. See, it's what happens when you are empty within. But it's okay. Friends are not external beings. You all are part of me.

~Life is a road and I wanna keep going on
starting out on a journey~
~At the beginning
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