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YFriday, November 20, 2009


Finally.


Finally, the schooling year is over.
Finally, our holidays have begun.
Finally, the ever-anticipated prom night is over.
Finally, we got the break from studying.
Finally, the O's are over.

FINALLY, WE'RE FREE! (:

Phew! I feel relief, but I feel tension. Dude, the O's may be over, but we still don't know how we did. Stupid, init?

Flying in two days and I feel awfully unwell still. I'm not sure if I can bear the brunt of travelling. The icky flight food makes me sick, the long journeys are extremely exhaustive and don't even talk about hygiene!
On the plus side, I get to see more of the world and not be trapped like frogs in a well. I get to meet people and experience different cultures.

Travelling is exotic, I guess.


PS: I'm wearing my tiara, and I don't know why. Qwerty said I was random. But hey! I saw it on the table and decided to put it on! D:


With Love,

YWednesday, August 19, 2009


Ohmygosh.


Yay!
No more orals to be worried about. One hurdle less.
Still scared.
I feel so weird inside. I swear, there are somethings I wish I could share with someone. :/
Uggghhhhh.

Prelims on Friday. Have to start the engine. Forgot to oil it. Shoot!

PS: Qwerty's been very happy the past few days. Ooooooooh. Someone is getting close to her Romeo. :P


With Love,

YMonday, August 10, 2009


So weird.





For the past few weeks, I haven't been feeling well. Not physically.. I don't know how to describe it.
Probably mood swings a hundred times worse than PMS.
I swear, people have really screwed up my mind somehow.
I don't even feel like I know what I'm heading for. Dudes, this may sound like emotional crap, but I swear, it's really weird.
I have this painful feeling that smething really awful is going to happen. I don't know what, I don't know when. I can only say that it's going to be horrible; catastrophic, simply.

I'm usually quite optimistic, and I don't believe in negative vibes being contagious. Somehow, these few weeks were different. I feel like I'm in a different universe, where I collect all the negative vibes. I don't want to be a retarded emo freak who thinks about slashing. I won't go to that extent.

Have you ever felt happy about your friend's happiness? Don't you feel the joy when you see their faces light up with smiles? I practically live for these smiles. Now, whenever I see these smiles, I feel joy, but there's also a twinge of envy and a glow of sadness radiating everywhere. Damn, why?!?

I feel lost, like a lonely swan, heading to nowhere. Deep down, I know the cause of this crappy feeling. Somehow, I don't have the guts to share it with the world.


With Love,

YThursday, June 4, 2009


What a comeback!


I am in love with shades of yellow.
These shades just perk me up. It's really true, I guess. Yellow is supposedly a colour that signifies. I really cannot put it into words. It just brings out the glows of optimism from a person. I'd thank Obama's wife for sure. (:

"The holidays have arrived!"
Too bad I cannot say that with glee beaming in my voice. These revision classes literallyleave me as a restless, sleepless teenager with eyebags. I can only hope it's all worthwhile. I'm trying my very best to stay motivated and become serious. I really want to do my best, which I can safely say was not done for the MYEs. I do not want to lose focus due to some obstacles. People trip all the time while travelling on the bumpy road of life. I simply cannot sidetrack.

I learnt a new word today, and I want to use it now!
I cannot be INDOLENT! :D

Haha! The seminar was somehow interesting and useful. I now understand the mistakes I've been making for comprehension for the four years in secondary school. It is no wonder I never did well! :D

Wait, let me vent my stress. I'm not all yellow inside-out like a banana, at least not yet.

ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
I want to get the E-Heritage Project over and done with. I'm sick of some voices. There's this uneasy feeling in my guts constantly nagging and tugging. This reminds me of my primary school teacher's story to discourage us from procrastinating, which is what I have been doing for this project. I have to admit it to let the guilt sink in so that I will learn my lesson.

Every assignment given to you is like a monkey in your mind. At first, it waits patiently to disappear when I diligently complete it. However, if we procrastinate, the monkeys become restless and start disturbing us in our sub-conscious and conscious minds. These monkeys are claustrophobic, it seems, and they get more edgy with time.

Too many of these grumpy monkeys crammed in your mind is not good. That's how my teacher ended, letting us come up with our own conclusions. I can imagine that as primary school students, many would have thought about bursting brains and monkeys taking over bodies.

Now, I understand.


With Love,

YTuesday, April 28, 2009





Oh yes. You know it. I know. Our guts feel it. Our sweat glands groan at the thought of it. Our fingers prepare to get sore and tired.

IT'S EXAMS TIME!

That's all, folks. Sorry. -.-



With Love,

YThursday, April 2, 2009


Time is precious.


Time can never return to you, even when you babble like the big baby you already are. Emotions run deep, and ruin deep inside you.
Let yourself free, to secure yourself.


I've been busy, as usual. Less busy than usual, though. Okay, I sound very oxymoronic. :D


I feel a rush of emotions coming all together now. Haha, the past few weeks were like a long-distance race for me. I've finally reached the finish line! I can finally breathe now, and understand what has happened.


UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!


With Love,

YWednesday, March 4, 2009


How savvy.


I know, I know.
You don't need to blare it out on speakers or say it through the microphone for me to understand that my blog has been pretty dusty lately. Okay, not pretty. More like very.

I have a reasonable justification for that, okay?
Drowning in the workload, as usual.
I just don't know how people manage to manage their time so efficiently.
:D

So, basically, we've been playing a fool. It doesn't feel like we are Secondary 4 students.
And yes, I know Najmah would gladly interrupt by calling me "childish" and "immature" in her more diplomatic terms.

Haha, speaking of diplomacy. I enjoyed the showdown. Co-incidentally, Giselle made me do a speech on "Why people should like Saddam". It was a tricky topic, and apparently, I failed to convince her. Hoho.

:D

The "CRYPTO" gang is HILARIOUS!
Oh yes, not to exclude our "extra", our little Miss Mole. Hehe.
We've been crapping for weeks. The jokes are awesome. Weird humor, but in a nice way.

Friends are just awesome.
The world is just awesome.
(Haha! I know, I'm such a rip-off!)


With Love,

YOh, it's only me.




PARIS. :D
14 September '93.
Student.
4e3 '09.
Singapore.

YJust random facts.



Hey! :D
Trying to live with constant nostalgia.
I'm usually very easy-going,
And friendly, I'd say.
I don't think climbing up the social ladder is life's greatest mission.
I can be fun to hang out with.
I become weird and hilariously lame at times.
I think I have a GREAT sense of humour,
It's up to you to agree. :D
Mesmerized by the sky,
I love my nature.
I blog passionately,
Therefore I'm not a poser. (:

I admire sarcasm, talents and brains.
I love quotes, especially Mark Twain's. (:

"It is better to keep your mouth closed and let people think you are a fool than to open it and remove all doubt. "

Not interested in BGR,
At least not yet.

YThey are called mates.


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