keep believing

night cycLINK
coming on 3 nov
only in sheares hall

the break is over
and what’s left?

two tests, not prepared
two tutorials, not done
one project, no topic
pub stuff
another pub stuff
muscleaches, hockey-danceblast-zouk-softball combined
blueblacks on both legs, thanks to the hard softball
stress
a selfish daughter who went to have dinner with her friends instead of her parents

when the speed is high, pressure is low

it’s a holiday pardon me as i celebrate..

eat, eat, pool, pool, movie, movie. it’s not about the food or the game or the movie. it’s about spending time with the people that matters. it’s about using pool sticks to sing. acting like paris hilton. gossiping over plates of sashimi. catching up with the people i almost forgot. acting like a pool pro. talking really loud like we own the country. taking care of a bunch of small kids. cabbing everywhere like rich people. talking chicken over suppers. slapping and kicking each other. returning to my room after midnight everyday.
at the end of the day i may not remember who won the game or what i ate exactly or what happened in the movie. it’s the memories that linger.

john tucker must die is good. you must watch. it’s rerenlaughuntilsohardforwhat funny.

we party forever n get down together we don’t stop n we don’t quick
let’s get it goin cuz we know we gonna celebrate cuz its a holiday..

but life is not all about celebration.
i had a training, a meeting, and there are more trainings and more meetings to come. two tests next week and i’m so going to die.
my life is full of surprises. things crop up, things get canceled.
my parents are coming this friday.

the hall is peaceful during the weekend. everybody goes home except the people who don’t go home. the phantoms do laundry because all phantoms think alike.

i cleaned my room and now it looks more like a room.
i found a new way of watching webcast without falling asleep: watch webcast and chat in msn at the same time. you learn a little and you widen your social circle. kill two birds with one stone.

i learned not to be selfish, it’s hard. people should stop thinking about themselves only and they will be happier people. but, to feel happy is not the aim of doing good deeds, it is the implication.
i learned to be sure of myself. disappointments and failures make up a colourful life.
i learned to dream again. i am not that old yet.
i learned how to play hockey, no injuries. yet. i am now a sticky girl. don’t mess with me.
i’m learning new things and forgetting them almost at the same rate.

i youtubed singapore idol grand finals. i can’t decide who is a better singer.

i was talking to pat and we came to conclusion that it’s very sad to be a naturally irritating person. it’s like you were bornt irritating. when you are smelly people can always tell you to go and shower. when you are a liar, people will go hey you stop lying. when you are stupid, we can tell you stupid la you and not feel guilty about it (unless you feel very down and we kick you down some more by saying that, then we should feel guilty). but when you are irritating in nature, how are we supposed to tell you to change that.
hey you stop being yourself.
that’s mean. people will tend to stay away from you and it’s also mean.
it’s hard to be a human.

reren is gone. reren is weird. reren is crazy. reren is pink. reren is tall. reren is young. reren is missed!

There are nine million bicycles in Beijing
That’s a fact,
It’s a thing we can’t deny
Like the fact that I will love you till I die.

We are twelve billion light years from the edge,
That’s a guess,
No-one can ever say it’s true
But I know that I will always be with you.

I’m warmed by the fire of your love everyday
So don’t call me a liar,
Just believe everything that I say

There are six BILLION people in the world
More or less
and it makes me feel quite small
But you’re the one I love the most of all

We’re high on the wire
With the world in our sight
And I’ll never tire,
Of the love that you give me every night

There are nine million bicycles in Beijing
That’s a Fact,
it’s a thing we can’t deny
Like the fact that I will love you till I die

And there are nine million bicycles in Beijing
And you know that I will love you till I die!

time flies so fast here, especially after dinner onwards. once it passes seven, it will soon be two. it’s different in the afternoon, especially in two hours lectures or tutorials and i am all hungry and sleepy, five minutes feels like a year.
hey midbreak is here already.

i have things to do now, made a few commitments; two committees in hall, hockey and probably some softball, a boy with his psle maths, iscf, ktb. not too many but enough la. i got offered to give tuition to a primary 5 girl but i’m still considering. i don’t really like to be busy.

i screwed up two tests and an assignment. what happened to me?

who am i kidding, i have never done well in tests and assignments in my schooling history. i need to buck up. my room looks like a plane has just crashed inside.

we just had buaya week. i was a pretty good buaya i think. at least my buayee is very happy with whatever i did. i am happy too. he knew it was me from the first day thanks to some guy with sucky life.
and my very slow buaya, i think he must die. it was funny. a lot of buayaing and cheating each other. i got cheated the most. we are friends now.

i made a few new friends. i had a good nap. life’s good, life’s good.

the rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house; yet it did not fall

i will not fall.

serene or plain boring?

morning’s here
the morning is here
sunshine is here
the sky is clear
the morning’s here
get into gear
breakfast is near
the dark of night has disappeared.

i’m finally coming back to reality, a world filled with tests, lectures, tutorials, assignments and ccas, where i can’t just ignore the stuff i hate and only do the stuff i like, where life is not all easy and happy. i was kind of extending my long long holidays but of course i have to end it eventually. next week: 2 tests, 1 assignment, 1 revelation.
(it’s buaya week here. it will end this thursday with a revelation.)

i’m trapped in this vicious cycle of stupidity.
i sleep late, i don’t have enough sleep, i go for class, i’m too tired to study, i take a nap, i go to play, again too tired to study, i sleep late, i don’t have enough sleep, i go for class, i’m too tired to study, i take a nap, i go to play, again too tired to study, i sleep late, i don’t have enough sleep, i go for class, i’m too tired to study, i take a nap, i go to play, again too tired to study, i sleep late, i don’t have enough sleep, i go for class, i’m too tired to study, i take a nap, i go to play, again too tired to study, i sleep late, i don’t have enough sleep, i go for class, i’m too tired to study, i take a nap, i go to play,..

and again, i’m too tired to study.