I see no point of me blogging anymore, because I cant scold the person I detest, I cant write out how I really feel etc. There are restrictions... There are things which we can or cant do, and need to depend on situation.
I'm really upset now. But I cant tell anyone. I had tried to tell someone, but it got me hurting more. How many of you out there really get to listen to my problems? Not much I guess, coz those I tell you guys are really nothing, juz complains or wanting to vent my anger. I noe there are many of you are willing to lend me ur listening ears =) Thank you. But I noe only time will heal. By deceiving and zi wo an wei I can regain my own self back.
I seriously dunno wad im blogging now...
Thank you people and see you ard in sch =)
Take care and byebye!
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Friday, September 19, 2008
...
Can you all please stop emoing? Damn I think I am affect by you guys... Argh.
Somehow my heart hurts, I am very worried, very scared.
For what? I don't know!
Suddenly I have lost my confidence...
Somehow my heart hurts, I am very worried, very scared.
For what? I don't know!
Suddenly I have lost my confidence...
19 Sept
Ok I swear it was raining when I woke up at 8am this morning.
Thus I did not jog in the end -.-
And the fats did not evaporate ='(
Haiz...
If only history repeats...
Where I will sweat even walking home from the station.
Where I will sweat when I play hula hoop.
Where I will get tired of chewing thus stop eating.
Where I will be so lazy to chew that I don't intend to eat.
If only...
Now I'm only getting fatter, fatter, fatter, fatter, fatter!
If only I can set losing fats in auto-mode =(
Thus I did not jog in the end -.-
And the fats did not evaporate ='(
Haiz...
If only history repeats...
Where I will sweat even walking home from the station.
Where I will sweat when I play hula hoop.
Where I will get tired of chewing thus stop eating.
Where I will be so lazy to chew that I don't intend to eat.
If only...
Now I'm only getting fatter, fatter, fatter, fatter, fatter!
If only I can set losing fats in auto-mode =(
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Buffet
Went for Sakae buffet with ZheSheng, KC,YongHwee, JunCai and Clement at Park Mall.
Really really really very sinful =/
Hope tomorrow morning I will wake up and go jogging.
I really felt like a pregnant woman, just that my body is stuffed with food instead.
Pray that when I wake up all my fats will evaporate!
Haha!
Really really really very sinful =/
Hope tomorrow morning I will wake up and go jogging.
I really felt like a pregnant woman, just that my body is stuffed with food instead.
Pray that when I wake up all my fats will evaporate!
Haha!
Monday, September 15, 2008
Disappointment
Friendship is just so fragil.
That's all I can say.
I'm really disappointed at how you look at me again.
It really hurts to read your post.
If you think I have changed, so be it.
I don't understand your jealousy towards me.
And I never will...
That's all I can say.
I'm really disappointed at how you look at me again.
It really hurts to read your post.
If you think I have changed, so be it.
I don't understand your jealousy towards me.
And I never will...
oh...
Keith told me about a pretty bass senior he saw in a youtube video and asked me about her last Saturday. Curious to know who she is, i began to search for that video.
I did found videos taken during the orientation camp back in 2006, but I saw other videos that seems more interesting. It was videos of our performance in the Esplanade and Sydney.
There is a video entitled 'FNZ' which was taken in Sydney town hall I think. So I waited for it to load and reminisce... And as I watched the shaky video, I saw an odd-one-out western instrument. Ya, one bei da was spoiled back then... Thus double bass was use to replace bei da and was played by RuiXiang.
Suddenly many things came to my mind... Like how Mike wished we cello section could play better, how rx will be disappointed with us if he know our current situation. But we are only left with less than a month to fly. 7 cellist, yet we can only hear 3. Joanne told me about his wish before he left us, but all it does is that it makes me guilty. "He wants and really urge to see cello section bloom and do well more then anyone else. He wants to improve his section's ability to play in an orchestra..." I want to play well, I want to excel. But am I able to?
"Pract lor", you all said. But without the foundation, I really could not convince myself. With a mindset holding me back, I can't let myself free from the barrier and play.
Do rae me fa so la ti do. What are they? I don't know. A B C D E F G. Alphabets? Sharps and flat. An object? All I know is how many fingers to press down on which string at where and pull or push my bow. This is not music. All I have being doing is 'operating' an instrument.
I swam my way through from NYP auditorium to Singapore's Esplanade to Sydney Town Hall and the Opera house. I'm drowning now. With guilt.
Conclusion? Go pract more la.
Yeah I will, and hope can be better.
Hope.
No point staying in the orchestra any longer. Just taking up spaces. Guess I will be leaving after the HongKong trip.
Unless I can find the true music, which I doubt I will...
I did found videos taken during the orientation camp back in 2006, but I saw other videos that seems more interesting. It was videos of our performance in the Esplanade and Sydney.
There is a video entitled 'FNZ' which was taken in Sydney town hall I think. So I waited for it to load and reminisce... And as I watched the shaky video, I saw an odd-one-out western instrument. Ya, one bei da was spoiled back then... Thus double bass was use to replace bei da and was played by RuiXiang.
Suddenly many things came to my mind... Like how Mike wished we cello section could play better, how rx will be disappointed with us if he know our current situation. But we are only left with less than a month to fly. 7 cellist, yet we can only hear 3. Joanne told me about his wish before he left us, but all it does is that it makes me guilty. "He wants and really urge to see cello section bloom and do well more then anyone else. He wants to improve his section's ability to play in an orchestra..." I want to play well, I want to excel. But am I able to?
"Pract lor", you all said. But without the foundation, I really could not convince myself. With a mindset holding me back, I can't let myself free from the barrier and play.
Do rae me fa so la ti do. What are they? I don't know. A B C D E F G. Alphabets? Sharps and flat. An object? All I know is how many fingers to press down on which string at where and pull or push my bow. This is not music. All I have being doing is 'operating' an instrument.
I swam my way through from NYP auditorium to Singapore's Esplanade to Sydney Town Hall and the Opera house. I'm drowning now. With guilt.
Conclusion? Go pract more la.
Yeah I will, and hope can be better.
Hope.
No point staying in the orchestra any longer. Just taking up spaces. Guess I will be leaving after the HongKong trip.
Unless I can find the true music, which I doubt I will...
Saturday, September 13, 2008
My love will get you home
For those who watched the HongKong drama Tang Xin Feng Bao will know this song...
If you wander off too far, my love will get you home.
If you follow the wrong star, my love will get you home.
If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone, Get back on your feet and think of me.
My love will get you home, boy, my love will get you home.
If the bright lights blinds your eyes, my love will get you home.
If your troubles break your stride, my love will get you home.
If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone, Get back on your feet and think of me.
My love will get you home, boy, my love will get you home.
If you ever feel ashame, my love will get you home.
When it's only you to blame, my love will get you home.
If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone, Get back on your feet and think of me.
My love will get you home, boy, my love will get you home
I find it nice =) Hope you all enjoy~
If you wander off too far, my love will get you home.
If you follow the wrong star, my love will get you home.
If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone, Get back on your feet and think of me.
My love will get you home, boy, my love will get you home.
If the bright lights blinds your eyes, my love will get you home.
If your troubles break your stride, my love will get you home.
If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone, Get back on your feet and think of me.
My love will get you home, boy, my love will get you home.
If you ever feel ashame, my love will get you home.
When it's only you to blame, my love will get you home.
If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone, Get back on your feet and think of me.
My love will get you home, boy, my love will get you home
I find it nice =) Hope you all enjoy~
Thursday, September 11, 2008
miss me?
Haha hiiiieeee all!
My blog has being dead for long. Who cares... I know you all don't. But I shall blog for my own pleasure hehe.
Why am I so busy? Because my butt itch, went working in CBD area, trying to get a feel of what it is like to be in business line as I had never tried office work before.
Hell, Fiona told me it was some bank company... And it came out to be an insurance company. Office work is a killer. I cant sit still!!! I just keep standing and moving about my desk as I do my work -.-... But I'm glad that I can quit within 8 days despite the fact that I had signed the contract ( 1 month ) because I told them I need to return school hehehe.
Haiz... This is the first job in my life that really give me the urge to quit immediately. Pathetic pay with super lots of things to do, super long traveling time, super squeezy on train blah blah blah. Fine. I tolerate. But one thing I cant tahan. ALL THOSE TISSUES LYING AROUND THE TABLES AND SITS DURING LUNCH HOUR!!!
This is just so super cheap man... AND WORST OF ALL, I NEED TO DO THAT TOO!
Argh....
Im super glad tomorrow's the last day.
Though I stayed there for 8 days, I have learnt alot about office related things.
Hope engineering is really for me.
And I seriously hate wearing formal.
Bleahx.
Approximately 18 hours to go~~~
CHEERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My blog has being dead for long. Who cares... I know you all don't. But I shall blog for my own pleasure hehe.
Why am I so busy? Because my butt itch, went working in CBD area, trying to get a feel of what it is like to be in business line as I had never tried office work before.
Hell, Fiona told me it was some bank company... And it came out to be an insurance company. Office work is a killer. I cant sit still!!! I just keep standing and moving about my desk as I do my work -.-... But I'm glad that I can quit within 8 days despite the fact that I had signed the contract ( 1 month ) because I told them I need to return school hehehe.
Haiz... This is the first job in my life that really give me the urge to quit immediately. Pathetic pay with super lots of things to do, super long traveling time, super squeezy on train blah blah blah. Fine. I tolerate. But one thing I cant tahan. ALL THOSE TISSUES LYING AROUND THE TABLES AND SITS DURING LUNCH HOUR!!!
This is just so super cheap man... AND WORST OF ALL, I NEED TO DO THAT TOO!
Argh....
Im super glad tomorrow's the last day.
Though I stayed there for 8 days, I have learnt alot about office related things.
Hope engineering is really for me.
And I seriously hate wearing formal.
Bleahx.
Approximately 18 hours to go~~~
CHEERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Saturday, August 23, 2008
another 2c
My friend told me one of the renown Korean Plastic Surgeon is coming Singapore (or have arrived) and we go back to the "will you undergo plastic surgery if is free?" question. To my surprise, half of them will. They just look perfectly fine to me. Seriously I cant imagine them having larger eyes, or higher nose, or whatever they intend to do. All I will do is liposuction of my bottom body haha.
Are looks really important?
Many people will go " No lah only those shallow people will look at appearance de lor"
RUBBISH.
Hands up if you are guilty of that.
Interview. First impression. Aren't they looking at your appearance? Many jobs, especially front lines, requires you to be "pleasant looking", and define "pleasant" for me please.
If people don't look at looks, than for what we submit our resume together with our photo? Tsk...
I was once at SkinFood to purchase some creams, and i was shocked by what I heard. This not-so-pretty-lady served this aunt for like so long and when she is paying at the counter, that aunty saw the prettier-lady-who-served-her-last-time and asked if their pay was by commission and wanted to put the name of the person who attend to her to the prettier-lady-who-served-her-last-time and let her earn the commission.
She just came back from lunch and get the $$$ but the poor not-so-pretty-lady who used so much saliva end up with nothing?
DOTZ...
How unfair.
I thought only those lust uncles are till that extreme.
No wonder so many people are willing to die for Plastic Surgery.
More cases but I think I shall stop my essay writing.
Conclusion,
Is not about how much attention one gets, but how one is treated because of the looks.
Really a sad case in the society.
One method to be more pretty or handsome: Every morning look at the mirror and pysco yourself that you are good looking till you are convinced.
Shall see.
LOL.
Take care all~
Are looks really important?
Many people will go " No lah only those shallow people will look at appearance de lor"
RUBBISH.
Hands up if you are guilty of that.
Interview. First impression. Aren't they looking at your appearance? Many jobs, especially front lines, requires you to be "pleasant looking", and define "pleasant" for me please.
If people don't look at looks, than for what we submit our resume together with our photo? Tsk...
I was once at SkinFood to purchase some creams, and i was shocked by what I heard. This not-so-pretty-lady served this aunt for like so long and when she is paying at the counter, that aunty saw the prettier-lady-who-served-her-last-time and asked if their pay was by commission and wanted to put the name of the person who attend to her to the prettier-lady-who-served-her-last-time and let her earn the commission.
She just came back from lunch and get the $$$ but the poor not-so-pretty-lady who used so much saliva end up with nothing?
DOTZ...
How unfair.
I thought only those lust uncles are till that extreme.
No wonder so many people are willing to die for Plastic Surgery.
More cases but I think I shall stop my essay writing.
Conclusion,
Is not about how much attention one gets, but how one is treated because of the looks.
Really a sad case in the society.
One method to be more pretty or handsome: Every morning look at the mirror and pysco yourself that you are good looking till you are convinced.
Shall see.
LOL.
Take care all~
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
End of Fyp
Though FYP was short, it was one of the most enjoyable period throughout my poly life. People are real and innocent (excluding 1 person), which is what we will hardly find out there in the society. No masks were worn during this period and we all do is work and and play and crap. Doubt this will continue during study phase =(
Miss you people!
See you all in Oct =D
Miss you people!
See you all in Oct =D
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