musings of 10 years before..

right now i'm having the beginnings of a headache, with aching bones and intensive futsal training ahead. lolz.. i so wana just jump into bed and go to sleep, not wondering whether i should start reading a chapter of sarawak handbook a day or devise some sort of plan that precludes working, eating, playing, facebook-ing, drama-ing and sleeping so that i can fill my brain a little.

i've been mechanically going to work and coming home everyday, and suddenly i realise i've been a frp for half a freaking year. gosh, why don't i feel more adequate?

but i digress..

the main idea propelling me to revisit my blog was so because i was suddenly reminded of life as it was 10 years ago, when we were in form 5 and 17 and young.

ah those were the days...

i think back to how i thought life would be in the future.. and it is so not like what it is now.

i think back to what i thought was so important then.. and well, some still is, like friendship. exams..? err well, let's not talk about exams since we are finally beyond their bind. woohoo..

i think of tears shed over love lost. well, i now see the meaning of the phrase "what can't kill you makes you stronger".

somehow it saddens me to know that certain paths will no longer cross. that relationships will drift apart inevitably.

everyone has made their various decisions over the path of time, leading them to where they are now, to who they are now. some leading accomplished lives, some leading simple but happy lives, some still searching.

and i can sense a lot of red bombs landing soon.

we are who we are. life is good. the laughter shared over all these years are still echoing in my ears. the tears, i choose to forget.

life might not have turned out as what i always planned. in fact, it turned out better than i could have ever imagined. i realise that paths will cross and paths will part. that's the way of life. i'm saddened by the parting that always happens, but since there's nothing i can do bout it, i will just treasure the moments all the more deeply, all tucked in their respective pockets in my heart.

cheers everyone.

may everyone have a good life. ^^

points of interest in these two days...

1. bukit tinggi is freakin hot. is this global warming?

2. after like 2 years away from kl, i accidentally took the lrt instead of monorail.. so end up need to walk a long long way to low yat. in the rain somemore.. along the way, met this ang moh who asked me, pointing to my umbrella.. "where can i buy the parachute?"

wow.. now that i think bout it, there is some resemblance between those two..

3. some people actually prefer night call to A&E. i was supposed to work night call tonight and A&E on sunday. now i get to work A&E 8-5pm for both sat and sun instead. at least my internal 'clock' won't be jumbled up.=] working weekend sucks though.. if not i can go meet tortugana and maybe evileyn this weekend.. :(

4. was wearing my P106 t-shirt and shorts today and passed by some saleman. he had to ask.. are you over 18? ><

5. my camera oh my camera.. why are my pictures corrupted sometimes?? nikon says camera no problem.. memory card might or might not be the problem.. most probably computer problem.. huh?

6. i'm super freakin broke now.. :..( need to start saving some money...

look further

sometimes the world is wider than what we see or don't see in front of us.

when we look at our personal lives, we see things that don't go our way, dreams that aren't fulfilled, work that isn't done..

not to say that these are not important.. but..

somewhere on this planet, there are people who see their houses crumple in front of their eyes, with or without their family in it. there are parents who see their children die from starvation. sickness. old folks who have to walk maybe through bushes and steep rocky paths just to get to town for some groceries. children abandoned along roadsides by parents not able to support them. or innocent children born with HIV and just living waiting to die and it's not even their fault.

we are lucky to be alive and whole.

so i guess i should stop grumbling and ranting bout my insignificant problems and start being a better person in whatever little way that i can help.

sometimes life just goes in a circle

today suddenly had the urge to reconnect with some old friends.. found out some stuff.. felt quite sad. what i had predicted had come true after all.. it didn't end after we left. the new batch suffered the same fate as me. thinking back, i can remember the rage, the confusion, the disbelief at the extremeness sum ppl can go to, and i wouldn't hope it on any other. but life comes in a circle that doesn't stop. and this time it did not end up with someone as outwardly docile as i was. somehow, i feel sad for tigerlady too. coz i still believe that she does not really mean to hurt all the people that she has. so much has changed in just this short few months.. sigh..

all is not bad though. today i walked in and you suddenly asked me whether i was feeling better. that simple act of concern really touched me. i mean, we are not even close. and i just mentioned it in passing to ur hubby last night and u remembered. that simple sentence made my day even brighter than it originally was. suddenly i catch a glimpse of why ur hubby chose u, since i have not really known u well before this. sum ppl have a lot of opinions on who marry who and whether they think they should or not. but i see how well u two suit each other. i have learnt to see a little deeper. now i really don't mind getting to know you a little better. and thank you for making my day.=]

sudden case of uk blue-ness

suddenly miss so many things all at once.. it's overwhelming.

i so miss slugging on fiona's bedroom floor...

miss chatting with shu yin till late night and still dowan to sleep...

i even miss yi lyn mama's nagging.. what has happened to me???? no la, kidding. hehe.. really missed you too lyn lyn..

and karen's cooking.. wow karen's cooking. need i say any more?

miss fen fen's cheerful smile and cute pinchable face...

miss walking into the kitchen and seeing leng's cheerful smile while cooking something delicious or eating or laughing at me as i go for my numerous top-ups of fried rice... i could finish up almost a whole wok, no kidding

miss going to new mercy.. our life group.. our discipleship group.. even walking to church for practice in the cold.. and of course, starbucks' dark berry mocha.. ;p

miss going for photo hunting.. with my "si fu"s chris and kelvin.. who introduced me to the wonderful world within a frame, and taught me so much.. miss trisha who brightens up our outing with her blur and sleepy looks yet positive attitude..

miss pui ee.. for being my guide. my friend. my dicipler.

of course, i would be lying if i say i didn't miss the internet connection there. haha..

miss traveling with all my dear friends along with all our sakai-ness..

miss hui yen and hui yin's laughter when we had the chance to be housemates at the last part of our year in uk. feel lucky to be able to be ah yen's housemate once again after such a long time. but feel a bit sad that i didn't get to know hui yin better earlier. but well, better late than never.=]

miss hanging out with my dear juniors before we left..

even miss walking to the bank, with my headphones on and music accompanying my every step.

gosh.. i just miss that whole year in glasgow (and out of it) so so much.

now we are all scattered all over malaysia, not forgetting uk, with hardly a chance to meet, except maybe each other's weddings in the future. sigh..

it's been a great pleasure and honour knowing all of you. wherever you all are right now, wish you all the best. to those in uk, miss you all! and take care. and to our fellow coursemates who are now prps, we will survive this!

hmm.. why am i so restless and nostalgic tonight?? i wonder...

anyhow.. glasgow will always hold a special place in my heart....

ramblings from last night

061107

It’s late… I listen to the songs playing on my cd. I’m dubbing a tape from it to put into my car. It sounds good. Puts me in a writing mood. What am I doing?? I’m supposed to wake up early tomorrow to make sushi and carrot cake and cocoa jelly in preparation for my cousin’s visit on Thursday. And yet here I am… haha..

There are just 5 measly days left of my semester 4 holidays. I started this week diligently trying (in vain) to learn Japanese. It’s been on my holiday ‘to do’ list since dunno which semester. Yet I always seem to lose my enthusiasm for it the minute I think of doing it. Well, so I started… and I simply CANNOT remember the different characters. Sigh.. god help me.. hopefully I can squeeze in a lesson everyday even after class starts again. Hmmm.. doesn’t sound like a responsible student should. Hah.. it’s my last sem in Malaysia after all.

Time seemed to has flown so fast. It seems like yesterday when I was still working during the half-year break waiting for semester 1 to start. It seems like yesterday when I was still in Tunku Durah with all my friends. Sigh.. gosh, I sure am in a sighing mood tonight. Maybe that’s what late nights do. I will start my fifth semester in 5 more days. The thought of that fills me with impending doom, with dread… not wanting to be away from friends and family here.. afraid of what might change when I return..

Anyway, I digress..

The songs put an idea in my head to make a list of whatever I can remember. Weird right. Heh.. anyway, I suppose I should start. I have already crapped more than half a page.

the first song I liked, leading me on to listen to the radio.. – Sometimes, by Britney spears. She was real sweet back then. I remember hearing the song in Genting theme park with Grace (Hui Man). We were at some family camp in peacehaven, I think.

The first gassy drink I liked – well, actually I still don’t like gassy drinks. But that time when I enjoyed it most was in secondary school, when we girls would drink iced coke after PJK when we were all exhausted and breathless and dead thirsty. I would always drink with 2 straws. Hehe.. one of my weird habits. I think it tastes nicer. Try it!;p

The first time I cried buckets into my food – eww.. that was when we graduated in form 5. because my camera, containing precious photographs of my high school friends, SPOILED!! With all the pictures inside. Of people I thought I would not be seeing again for my entire lifetime. Okay, I know I’m being dramatic, but that was what I was thinking at that time. Well, at least I managed to salvage one very special one. ;p

The first colour I liked – blue I think. Since I was young, dunno why. Then it became purple, thanks to influence from john white’s books. At least I think so. Can’t really remember anyway. Now?? I suppose it’s pink. I don’t consciously make a decision. It’s just that one day I looked at my clothes hanging to dry at home in seremban (at that time I still took all my laundry home), and I realized they were all pink, in one way or another.

My favourite soft toy?? – the teddy bear, I suppose. My first teddy bear that I positively adored was one given by Aunty Meng Choo when I was hospitalized in standard 1. it was just so soft, with two hearts hanging from its neck. Now? Well, in a way, my taste in bears is the same as kee san: must have hair, soft, nice to hug, and simply capture my heart! Haha.. my dream bear… must be simply LARGE!! So that it can hug me. Hehe.. the pink bear I saw that day is down to one!! Somebody actually bought one. I wonder who the owner is, could it be a little girl, ecstatic over her new toy, hugging it to sleep everynight. Or maybe it’s a teenager like me, okay I just realized I’m already out of my teens, but anyway, a teenager reliving her childhood fantasies. Maybe it’s a boy, waiting to surprise a special girlfriend with it. Or maybe the boy could keep it for himself! Haha.. boys can like soft toys too can’t they? It’s a free world. ;p

What else?? I’m already out of topics. Can’t believe it… is this getting boring??

First time hospitalized? – well, that was in standard one, for suspected meningitis. They almost wanted to dig out my bone marrow for checking!! What a close shave I had. I’m so glad I didn’t know at that time. Imagine the pain! Anyway, in the end, amidst lotz of prayers, the doctor just gave me a strong antibiotic and it died out on it’s own. Second time hospitalized, was because I got bonked in the head by a basketball. That sound stupid right. Haha.. I think the precipating factor was the flower pot which hit my head when I fell.

Can’t think of anymore.. I think I better go to sleep. If not I wonder what my cousin will be eating on Thursday. Haha.. good night everyone!!

continuation of my list

071107

So here I am again while waiting for the sushi rice to cook. I got some more ideas last night before I slept.

My first attempt at knitting – I started with gloves. My first one was quite weird, the thumb part. When I got the bright idea to learn how to knit, I went online searching for lessons. What I got was so hard to understand. Thank goodness I found myself a ‘sifu’ just waiting to be asked – my dearest grandma!;p from her I learnt a lot, including the basics and the not so basics. Sadly, I have forgotten most of them, again. Well, yesterday, I shot a video of her in action!

First time I witnessed an accident – it was on my way to my second driving test. Yup, I failed my first one, the inside one. ;p I was thinking that those people sitting for the outside test that day was so lucky for not having to go out to town, instead they just went a few rounds around the labu road. Then this guy says: I’d rather go out than have somebody die. Wow.. made quite an impression on me. Hehe..

The first smile I fell in love with – literally. His smile sorts of crinkles up his face at the side, making him look as if he is very shy. Like a person blushing in a comic book. Hehe.. but I think it’s very cute. That was the first thing that caught my attention. Dunno was it this first or the driving incident first. Gosh, I’m getting sappy. Okay, next topic..

My first crush?? – okay, bear in mind. It was really nothing serious. Heck, I was in kindergarden at that time! And the guy had a gigantic mole on his face! I amaze myself sometimes.

My first home – it had a garden where we planted banana trees, papaya trees, mango trees.. my dad even had a tank there once, to rare fish to eat and to plant lotus. Strangely, the fish all died. We shifted 10 years ago. I didn’t want to actually, coz it was full on memories of my bro. anyway, it was for the better, or I would never have met and gotten close to my friends living near my new area.

My first dog, well, sort of – I named it Scotty. It was a white dog with black patches, had long hair and a long swishing tail. All in all, it looked simply adorable. It was a stray, usually following the madman living four doors away. One day I took pity on it and started feeding it. It came back every evening after that. Mind you, Scotty was having gardenia bread for dinner everyday. Wow.. anyway, one day, I never saw it again. My grandma, the maternal one, told me the madman had cooked it and ate it. Now, I think some people must have put it to sleep. That’s what happens to strays anyway. Sigh..

The first ice cream I bought with my own money – at the shop beside chan wa. I remember eating it with boon koon while waiting for our transport home. Felt so nice to be able to hang out with a close friend like that. Still remember it till today. =]

Do you believe that everything we go through makes us who we are now? I think so. Everything that has happened before made us who we are now. Coz we learn as we live. We change, sometimes for the better (hopefully), sometimes for the worse (hopefully not). Every decision that we made, whether consciously or not, leads us to where we are now. People we may not have met, places we would not have gone.. but the romantic in me still believes that if fate have decreed us to meet, even though things had been different, we would still have met, albeit under different circumstances, in another time. And we would still have memories to cherish, even though it may be different ones, but nonetheless still precious.

remember me as me...=)

this morning at 2am, a family friend passed away.. it was so sudden.

he had one leg shorter than another, then one time during a healing prayer meeting, he got healed and his shorter leg grew to the same length as the other. but due to a lack of use for umpteen years, it was kinda weak, so he still walked with a limp. but at least he did not have to custom make his shoes to have one with higher soles. but i digress.

he died due to a heart attack. heart attack...or otherwise known as myocardial infarction... it happens when there is a thrombus blocking the coronary artery or when an unstable plaque ruptures, leading to myocardial ischaemia where the heart lacks oxygenated blood. if not reversed, irreversible myocardial cell damage and cell death occurs, leading on to myocardial infarction, with reduced function of the heart. when the heart cannot function, the whole body just shuts down.

yea yea i know all this facts, but people are not supposed to die. that's not the end of the story. they are supposed to get rushed to the hospital and recover after that. then we the pharmacists will counsel them on changing their diet and on how to take their medication. but well.. this is reality.

everybody dies in the end. but what do we leave behind? i remember that i always went to this uncle's house when my old house was fogged. he was a very nice guy. then his three daughters would entertain me and show me their coin collection. i was... in kindergarden? older maybe?

a friend of mine wrote that when people die, others will remember them for what they did, not what they were. it's like, they won't remember someone who was the top of the class, or someone who was the prom king or prom queen. but they will remember the someone who lent them a helping hand when they were in need, the someone who sat beside them when they cried, the someone who left an impact in their lives..

it just makes me wonder, what will i be remembered as? =]

what a surprise..=]

i thought my writing that day was quite lame, with a lame plot and an even lamer style of writing, but hey, i got second in the emerge essay writing competition. but one day, i'll show you all what i think is a quality essay.

today, khen called me and told me the good news, but of course, not before he had fun tricking me bout it. anyway, this is the first time i heard him so 'sakai' when he was talking. normally he is so serius. anyway, i was quite afraid that he was going to scold me for letting imu down. even though second is not that great, i'm glad i didn't let imu down. Go L.U.!

so here is the piece i wrote for the competition. personally, i don't think this is something i'm really satisfied in. that's coz it doesn't give me the feeling i want. when i write a piece that i'm proud of, i get really into it when i'm writing, and when i finish, i can feel in my heart that i did my best, a real sense of satisfaction. i can't say that for this essay, but well, here it is. there's some ammendments which i have already forgotten since i wrote it some time ago. but the gist of it should be something like this...


“No dad! Stop! Please!!” He used his bare arms to try and shield him and his little sister from their father’s lashing belt. His father, in his drunken rage, continued to lash out at them mercilessly. At the fall of each stinging whip, he could feel pain rack through his entire body. Still, he held his sister tight, trying in vain to protect her as much as he could. They had lost their mother to a painful accident two years ago, leaving behind an insanely drunk father. His sister was all he had left. The pain was not too hard to bear. Soon, it will be over. Soon, their father would lumber up the stairs to sleep off the booze. Soon, only the wailing of a child could be heard in the silent night.

“We have to get out of here.” He told his sister, Fanny. “If we stay on any longer he will kill us one day!” Fanny just stared up at him with large, tear-filled eyes. “What should we do?”Fanny whispered, fear reflecting in her eyes. “I want mommy back”, Fanny started to cry. He could only hold Fanny close as Fanny’s body shook with wracking sobs. He was sad too, devastated at the lost of his mother, in fact, but he had to stay strong. The night his mother died was the night he had to grow up in a hurry, as that very night their father turned to alcohol to drown his sorrows. Apparently everyone had their own way of dealing with pain.

“Tonight,” he promised Fanny. He had been secretly selling berries, which he picked from the forest near their village, to his classmates for a year now. The meagre fare he saved up was finally enough to warrant him and his sister a seat in a boat to the next town where he heard that children could earn a living mending fishing nets. The chances that he would find a good samaritan willing to take them in was very slim indeed, but it was better than trying to pretend that the pain from the numerous beatings was gone, or to see his sister covered in bruises, cowering in fear, or wailing in pain. They had to get out. It was their only chance. It could be their last chance.

They waited until darkness enveloped the sky before creeping out of the house. From afar, he could see the lonesome figure of his father drinking alone on the porch. For a moment, it nearly shook his resolve to run. But then, remembering the screams of his sister at the lashings so cruely served to them, he steeled his heart, tightened his hold on Fanny’s arm and ran like never before. Finally, he felt free. Finally, he felt safe. An unknown world was out there waiting for them, with new roads to be taken, new paths to be found. But he would not be alone. Together they will find their safe haven.

It was only a short distance to the dock. Frantically, he scanned the boats for the sailor he spoke to earlier. Finally, he saw him drinking with some other sailors aboard one of the boats. His heart froze at the sight of booze, but he told himself that it would be ok. That it was just a short boat trip. He tugged his sister behind him and hailed the sailor in as manly a voice as he could. “That’s the boy joining our boat tonight,” he heard the sailor say to his friends while guffawing loudly. Drawing on all his courage, he said to the man, “here is the money. Can you help my sister up first?” The man bent over and gave Fanny a shove up. Looking back once more at all that he knew, the boy hoped that a brighter future awaited them at the other side of the lake. Finally, he turned and pulled himself up the boat.

“What do you think you are doing?” the sailor growled in a low voice. Puzzled, he said, “I paid you didn’t I?” The sailor laughed an evil laugh, and then said, “You paid me alright, for one seat. That’s for this adorable young lady we have here.” Turning to leer at Fanny, the sailor nudged his friend, “How much do you think this girl can bring us?” Their manic laughter rang in the air as they continued to gulp down more beer.

Fear gripped his heart. Everything was happening in a whirl. He could not believe that this was happening. They had tried so hard to run away from danger, but fate decreed otherwise. He had been duped! He had to get Fanny out of there now! “Fanny! Come quick!”He shouted. Fanny, terrified beyond her wits, started to run towards him, but was held back by one of the sailors. “She’s ours now.” The sailor said with a grin, then pushed him over the side of the boat.

Time seemed to stand still. He could see Fanny’s head looking down at him, but it seemed so unreal, so dream-like, like it was from another world. He felt separated from her by an invisible barrier. Her mouth was open and she seemed to be crying, but he could hear nothing. He could only watch as her face grew smaller and smaller, further and further. Then everything went black. Darkness enveloped him. He could feel no more pain, no more fear. But it was not supposed to end this way…

(915 words)

reminiscence

suddenly miss being in the band.. i still remember the feeling when we performed the final song conducted by the fat cute teacher. forgot his name oredy. haha.. i remember it all sounded quite horrible during the practice. not that we practised much on that song anyway. i can't even remember which song it was, but it was a nice song. i remember going up to join the main band for practice and seeing them play saxaphone and trumpets and trombones for the first time, also witnessing the 'real' disciplin in band for the first time. man, it was fun. then when they called us to perform separately, as in 1st strings, 2nd strings, we sounded quite horrible too, especially the high notes. haha.. but the miracle was, when we all combined, we sounded fantastic. so nice.. and the feeling of being a part of the music was simply awesome. it was like.. we all merged into 1 voice, 1 sound. but i still can't remember the song. ;p

penang~

还好啦。。 除了吃，还是吃。哈哈。。

映像最深刻的是有一天晚上，我刚到 song river 吃。吃饱了走着出去时，我看到一个男子边笑边吃。开始我觉得。。 哇，这个人不错。吃到这样开心。过后才看到原来他手上拿着相机，在录着自己吃satay， 还说：mmm,真得很好吃。。

有时我想，他到底是怎样的人？

是一个人吃一个人来槟城玩吗？好像有点可怜，有点凄凉。不过他却还能很开心。。

是录了过后给女朋友看吗？或许他们刚好那天晚上不能在一起，他把吃satay的过程录下来给他看？？真甜蜜哦。。

不过在我的想象中我还是比较喜欢想像说他是一个虽然孤单但很坚强的人。=）

sem 2 coming to an end...

this sem has been quite fun, come to think of it.
putting aside all the projects and assignments, for the rest of the time we were just busy thinking of whether wana go to midvalley or timesquare. haha..

this sem we went to midvalley god knows how many times, went for cell outing, discovered the passage connecting sg wang and timesquare, discovered food everywhere, including jalan kuchai lama and old klang road, tom yam in sri petaling, sg besi pasar malam & no. 1 claypot chicken rice (which i haven't had a chance to try yet) ...

i got obsessed with a type of pants, so now i have 3. haha.. this is wat i call obsession. actually i got obsessed with quite a number of things, but i can only remember the pants and the cute tortoise thing. i actually bought 1 for myself already, then i saw them selling blue and pink tortoises another day in pasar malam. due to my excessive undecidedness, i didn't buy. so i had to drive all the way back through all the jam to buy the two pathetic tortoises.

in midvalley one day, i actually saw my favourite contestant in malaysia's 'i want to be model' with her boyfriend i think. my goodness, her body was so unbelievably perfect and she was so pretty. but then again, she was only kicked out coz she was too short to be a model. ai...

i went to see imu cup events: only football and cheerleading. i wanted to see basketball too, but i didnt know where it was. they said it was far better than football though, aside from all the eye candy.

cheerleading was fantastic. pharmacy won! i always thought they were the best anyway. our batch was very supportive. we made confetti to throw down from the 1st floor at the end of their performance. the guys even painted their purple t-shirts to spell out the word 'PHARMACY' so creative of them. the banner was very nice too.

so... what else..?? well, i am currently broke beyond broke. if jpa will really increase our money i guess that will be a dream come true.

i'm so happy these few days. my relationship with my fren can be considered stable, peaceful and happy. got to see him in this whole sem more than the entire year before. haha..
really feel happy. i guess it is me. as long as i don't think too much and don't be unrealistically demanding, and if i trust him, really trust him, happiness isn't that far around the corner.
of course, the book really helped. "men are from mars and women are from venus- by john gray"

i still have 2 weeks of class before 3 weeks of study break. then i will have 1 day of exam. hey, that's finals wei. kinda idiotic rite?

so this week, monday, that is today, we are eating at tast walking then watching our own movie. we've been having our own movie marathon watching on my laptop in my room with the lights off. so far, we've watched what a girl wants, monster house and blue lagoon, which caused us much entertainment. especially my housemate. haha...

tues is pasar malam day. i hope to be able to but a tortoise hp case i saw last week. (note: obsession)

wed we are going to the gray and amour then eating at old klang road.

thurs go sunway, sat go times square and sg wang and isetan. fri unknown yet. sunday?? well, i guess i'll hav to study bm and eng, coz my tests start next week monday.

gotta go now. since i discovered the scanner in the library i have been waiting for this day. ~
i'll upload some pictures when i find time.

爱情的秘诀

1。 信任
总觉得很难做到。。
动不动就怀疑他，责问他，尤其是当他身边有别的女子，
还是别的女子对他太好，跟他太亲，跑到太近。。唉。。。
其实我觉得他并不会去‘靠’别的女子，只是怕他会对她们太好，使她们心动。。
我知道我因该给他我100%的信任，可是却做不到。
我太容易吃醋。太怕受到伤害。。
信任越大，往往受到的伤害越大。
可是或许不信任
到头来
伤害最大。

2。 接纳
每一个人，有优点，又有缺点。
为什么人往往要去改变一个人的缺点，
成为他们所认为该有的优点?
改变是不可能会发生的。
是贪心吧，还是笨。
如果能就这样接受。。那该多好。。

突然觉得这一切都很烦。
我在这以前到底是个怎样的人？
我已忘记了。。

到底我不知不觉的改变，是为好还是为不好？
我也不知道
只是突然觉得遗失了自我
想花一点时间找回自己，
却害怕找到的自己是连我自己也不喜欢的，
或则是孤独的

不过我所知道的
就是要重新找回
轻松的笑容

reflection

my fish 'n' chips

my 1st sem has passed so quickly... when i think back on the past 3 months, i guess i did quite a lot of stuff too.haha...

1) i jogged.ha.. 2 times to be exact. the first time i went alone and went around 2 rounds without stopping, but at a snail's rate. the second time i followed a friend, and almost died trying to keep up. after that i tried the 'crazy type of thing some ppl call exercise' -as my dean of pharmacy prof peter pook says. but it was fun! so i guess i'm crazy too.^.^

2) i ate. and ate. and ate.

3) i almost got blown up. coz the van driver took petrol without switching off the engine, while talking on the phone. he broke almost all the rules, just minus the smoking.
a friend of mine was using his bag to cover his face, so that even if he should blow up, his face will remain intact. ha..

4) got stressed up playing games. every friday!!

5) went crazy and had maniacal laughing fits. but then there was this one time i really had a cause to laugh.. this guy sitting opposite me in a meeting was eating paper!! okay, so he didn't really swallow the whole thing, but... it was just so funny!! i control very long oredy de, but then i started laughing, and offended the person talking to us i think, coz she thought i was laughing at her.hahaha.. anyway, whoever is interested can see me and i'll give a demo with full sound effects.;p

6) accidentally insulted the 25-year-old canteen man by calling him 'uncle'.. but made a new friend in him instead.ha..

7) found myself a whole new extended family complete with a son and grandmother. quite a fillial son too.;p

ai ... i can't think of anything else to write. so i guess that's all for now! i'll see if i can upload some pics here..