i want to have the best of both worlds
=(

mommy’s coming home =)
i miss all my garfios seniors

i still have FOUR more papers! im already planning my post-exams celebrations but strangely nothing’s coming to my mind.

i only know we’re gg zouk on 16dec. what else! =(((
someone plan smth for me pleaseeeeeee
haha oh, lunch with hoho and bryan this thurs. i like!

pretty =)

give us faith so we’ll be safe

counting my blessings.
=)

did i mention HOW F-ED MY TIMETABLE IS FOR NEXT SEM?
firstly, my papers start late, and end on the last day AGAIN.
secondly, i start late but because of that, i have 3 days tt end at 530pm. which also means i essentially have a limited amt of electives to choose from.
tts on top of next sem’s advanced bioPHYSICS and bioINFORMATICS. what rubbish mods. do we really need them?
sigh, we sbs kids are a cursed batch.

sometimes i wish i could be a cartoon character and live from fantasy to fantasy.

idealism

maybe there’s no such thing as freedom nowadays.

turning, spinning

im happy =)
i wouldnt ask for anything more. (ok maybe wayyyy better results?)

haha this milk toof thing can really brighten up my day. lardee and ickle <3
=)

there jon, here’s the green field i was talking abt

 

house of small cubes

all the debates on discovery channel on whether doomsday = dec 21, 2012 and reports on war, bushfires, flooding and global warming are freaking me out.
i cannot imagine how life would be like in the future (assuming we all dont die by abovementioned date). living in temperatures of 40degreecelsius? constant flooding, low-lying areas submerged. no more seafood(ohno). famine.
hopefully the  Copenhagen conference people do their job and do something abt the environment, finally!
interestingly, i learnt that the word ‘armageddon’ means the final battle between the forces of good and evil, which is prophesied to occur at the end of the world in the bible. wait. that seems to be happening already. does it?

and whats tt big hoo-haa abt the theirry henry + ball-handling thing. just kick him out la. so simple.

no turning back

i would be lying if i said i wont be affected when the results (not academically) come out.
SIGH  *hug?

‘You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.’

“Why don’t you love me?” is as impossible a question (though a far less pleasant one) to ask as “Why do you love me?”. In both cases, we come up against our lack of conscious control in the amorous structure, the fact that love has been brought to us as a gift for reasons we never wholly determine or deserve.
To ask such questions, we are forced to veer on one side towards complete arrogance, on the other to complete humility: “What have I done to deserve love?” asks the humble lover; I can have done nothing. “What have I done to be denied love?” protests the betrayed one, arrogantly claiming possession of a gift that is never one’s due.
To both questions, the one who hands out love can only reply: “Because you are you” – an answer that leaves the beloved dangerously and unpredictably strung between grandiosity and depression.

The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because it’s only intangibles, ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on. If you can change the way people think. The way they see themselves. The way they see the world. You can change the way people live their lives. That’s the only lasting thing you can create.

another one:

Love surrounds us and we can’t avoid it. Love surrounds even those who deny it, or those whose hands are stained with the worst crimes. It penetrates and exists where we least expect it.

See the Nazi case. Nazis couldn’t help having their own private spaces of love – family, spouses, lovers… And they loved power, exhibition, and the ideas they shielded.

See the Hitler example. Did the fact that he missed the love of his father contribute decisively to his paranoia? Did he miss the true physical love of women? Maybe. But many women loved Hitler, and he knew and loved it, and courted some of them, though in a dubious way (he involved himself in an unclear love with his niece, and in another rather unclear love with Eva Braun, and some more…)

And yet more openly didn’t Hitler love his ideas, and his political career? Hitler loved the German motherland, and power, and to tell dirty jokes; he loved making grandiose speeches, and to feel the irrational roaring of the German public, and the military music, and to denigrate Jews.

Were true love – the love of wisdom, the brotherly love and others – missing in his life? Absolutely. But we can’t say that love was absent in his life. Perversely, love nourished many of his acts.

 

nice eh? i can make origami jumping frogs.  want one?

in this life we cannot do great things. we can only do small things with great love. – mother teresa

im home, happy!

its a new day

im feeling more hopeful. my tummy feels kind of churn-ish i must be drinking too much tea.
anyway msn with foong just now was haha fun. come back soon! no actually i just want your chocolates lah.
8th dec. omg. but i’ll be busy until after the 13th. thanks to children’s camp and omc leisure trip. well the kelong trip sounds promising, looking fwd to honing my mj skills plus learning how to fish! catch a guppy or two maybe? or a shark?

to jenn, somehow, we’ll get out of this shit. we must actually. cause i want you to be there for everything. if i get married, if i have kids, when i graduate (this one cfm must), when i get my dream job (this also too) and drive arnd having the time of our lives. we’ll work it out.

i hope my daddy buys us a car soon! vrrrrrrooom. someone teach me how to park ok?

lucky me. to have you =)