Wednesday, February 15, 2012 | 2:38 AM | 0 comments
I'm so tired. So mentally tired. I'm tired of your bullshit, the constant noise, everything. I'm tired of asking you guys to shut up. It's so much pain. But as I walk home I look at the setting sun. The beautiful sun that remind me of how beautiful life is. And how I have the ability to hold onto life while others can't. And so I try to comfort myself. But I'm still tired. Still mentally tired…My Dad.
Saturday, February 4, 2012 | 8:49 AM | 0 comments
A dad is special man in every daughter's heart. Always having a special connection that no one else seem to understand. My Dad
Is a special Dad.
He is the Dad I love.
My Dad and I, we are scarily alike in so many ways. We say and think of the same thing at the same time. Appearance-wise, people would say that I look so much like my Dad. We are both fat, we have the same face shape, we have the same kind of humour. Nothing goes wrong when I'm with my Dad. And that's why I love him. But in my perspective, he is more than just a Father.
He is my teacher. He teaches me Chinese Idioms, English idioms, and he also teaches me how I should live my life and how I should live it well. He teaches me how to love, how things won't always go my way, how life works, and how I should fight for my own battles, to keep trying even though you may lose, to keep holding on to that faith. He tells me than I should always try, and I should have more confidence, and that I should not constantly worry about irrelevant stuffs. He is my teacher. And I love him.
He is my friend. The one who encourages my to do my best. And that winning is not all that important. He cheers me up when I'm down, and when things don't go my way, he talks to me. When people leave, he stays. When I'm angry, he tries to take my anger away. He is a friend, that never left, he always stayed. When everyone leaves, he would not. He laughs with me, and plays with me. He acts my age although he is forty. Because he wants to level with me, and I know he is trying, just like I'm trying. He is a good friend. He is my best friend. And I love him.
And lastly, he is my Dad. He takes up a special place in my heart and that no one can ever replace him. He is a good father, no matter what people say about him. Things like how he doesn't teach his kids well. Well, to hell with them, because my Dad is a special man, and you don't know how he is like, how he teaches me well, how he is a friend to me, and how he is a Dad to me. And you don't know how much I love him. Others may have Dads too, but no one can level with my Dad. 'Cause he is the best dad in the world. As they say, "Anyone can be a Father, but it takes someone special to be a Dad." My Dad is special. And I love him.
I wouldn't know what to do without my Dad. He is everything I've always wanted in a Dad. God gave me this gift, and I will treasure it well. But of course I pray that God gives me all the time in the world to love my Dad wholeheartedly. Without my Dad, I'm like a fish out of water. Without my Dad, everyday it will rain.
My Dad, a special man in my heart. He is indeed the best Dad in the world.
Hard work pays off? Yeah right...
Sunday, January 8, 2012 | 3:14 AM | 0 comments
People always say that hard work pays off. That you're effort will be rewarded. And that you know, practice makes perfect. Often, these are words that motivates us to do better, and bring out the bests in us. But I beg to differ after pondering on it for awhile...It doesn't really matter whether or not you work hard on a certain subject. No matter how hard you study, or how much time and effort you put in MEMORISING word for word, it doesn't help at all if you don't understand it. I had an experience before when i studied for a biology test for 4 days. I memorised and memorised and memorised, hoping to be able to memorise it all. But you know, biology, being what the teachers call it, all about concept. You learn from the textbook, understand it, and you apply to whatever questions the teachers throw at you. Yeah.. And in the end, I failed. Haha Yeap so what I'm trying to say is that I guess you'll have to understand what you're studying before trying to memorise, if in any case you need to. Okay well that's all. Good luck to all students out there! :)
Baking day
Wednesday, December 28, 2011 | 12:39 AM | 0 comments
Hehe my cousin and I baked this sponge cake )^o^(Not very spongy but yeah it's still kinda nice hehe *\(^o^)/*
It was really fun (*☻-☻*)
Tuesday, December 27, 2011 | 5:52 AM | 0 comments
I've never thought so much about how you'd mean to me when we first met. And during the times when we talked, shared laughs, and just hang out.
But in the end, it all just ended with nothing.
Monday, December 26, 2011 | 10:00 PM | 0 comments
Tired like a pig. 😜A day without you is like a year without rain, and I can't find another one just like you. 😘(*☻-☻*)
Saturday, November 26, 2011 | 6:12 AM | 0 comments
Drama camp just ended. A whole week just flew past like that.I had loads of fun during this whole week, and I'm really sad now that it has to end :(
I will miss all my group mates. ;(
My group mates are those kind that are really very sociable, although they are mostly a year younger than me, apparently.
And they are really nice, they are my 'ideal' kind of friends I wanna make, and they are so much more different than the people I know in my school.
I really hope that I can stay friends with them and maybe see them next year, if I am going that is... I hope I am. And that they are too. And I hope that we will have a group outing soon.
Okay, so today was the last day of the camp, after our performance, we went to eat steamboat for 2 hours!! It was a buffet so... :D
SO during dinner, I laughed really hard in a really long time, my back was aching, I can't even remember when was the last time I was this happy. :/
They were really very funny people, and they were telling us lots of jokes, we were making lots of noise, and when people started to come in, I think they thought we were really noisy, and besides, we were talking about really sick stuffs, that makes things worse. But what the heck, I don't care. I was having fun.
And then there was this group mate, maybe it was due to the dance performance we had to put up, that's why he couldn't stop shuffling, he was addicted to it or something. :/ He kept shuffling at random places, at random times. It was really hilarious, really epic :D
I guess that if you have a sick mind, it doesn't really mean that you are a rapist or an unsociable person, because there are a lot of jokes that are related to it and I guess it is a way of fun too anyway.
I met really nice people, and I always wanna stay in contact with them. Even if it takes everything.