Wednesday, June 27, 2007

You're Boring

This is it. You're time is through.
You're boring!
You're rambling end in sight
You're boring!
No need to thank your parakeet!
You're boring!
Look at Catherine Zeta-Jones, she's snoring!
You could have rushed up to the stage, but you were lollygagging
They're turning off your microphone...
And cutting to a commercial for Del Taco!
Del Taco!
Del Taco!
Del Taaa-aaa-coo!!!

Sunday, June 24, 2007

And if not now, when?

If I am not for myself, who will be? If I am only for myself, what am I? And if not now, when? (Pirkei Avot 1:14)

Hillel (הלל)

Saturday, June 23, 2007

how long

i kept thinking abt it

what did u mean when u said that

why didn't u call when u were leaving

how much was our "frenship" worth?

or maybe somethings don't last that long

Friday, June 22, 2007


woot, rejected from NUS appeal. cool

anyway, sch reopens, which means i have to start teaching chinese soon. freaks. suxs infinity cus i haven been speaking or reading chinese. stressssss

have yet to hear anything frm ntu nie yet. i don't noe. my fren said she's gonna pray for me.

oh well.

meanwhile, let me rot

Friday, June 15, 2007

life teh suxs with no money

effing anal assholes

my dad will be wrking all day on fathers' day so no one is in e blardy mood to celebrate it. good. save my money.




Wednesday, June 06, 2007

1リットルの涙 1 Litre of Tears



妈妈 我到底为了什么而生存着

医生 谢谢你没有丢弃我

好高兴啊 我还活着

我要承认现在的自己 生活下去

1 Litre of Tears (1リットルの涙, Ichi Rittoru no Namida?) is a Japanese television drama for Fuji Television about a girl who was diagnosed with a disease called Spinocerebellar Degeneration when she was 15 years old, and was able to continue her life until her death at the age of 25 years old.

The plot is based on the true story of a Japanese girl named Aya Kito (木藤亜也, Kitō Aya?, July 19, 1962 - May 23, 1988), who had the same disease. She kept writing in her diary to remember her experiences until she could no longer hold a pen. Aya simply wished to live until the end of her life, and the purpose of writing in the diary was to remind herself to not give up. She shed tears many times, at the same time encompassed by the rich love and support from her family and friends. Her diary titled 1 Litre of Tears was published shortly after her death. It encouraged many people, healthy or diseased, because of its inspiring and courageous messages. As Aya wrote, "Just being alive is such a lovely and wonderful thing."

Sunday, June 03, 2007

Houses of Healing

With a sigh you turn away
With a deepening heart, no words to say
You will find that the world has changed forever

The trees are now turning from green to gold
And the sun is now fading
I wish I could hold you closer

a happy deluded girl.

i want to be alone. or maybe nt.

somehow it's just so freakin irritating if ur good fren frm nt too long ago ask u where u're going & then u've to start explaining to them tt u didn't do well & u got rejected and ur future plans are to appeal and den if all else fails try again nxt year.

it's tiring to repeat it, it's tiring to even think abt it. i noe it's really nt their fault, at least they think abt u & do nt consider u dead in their list.

so far, e tot of just going out with frens is tiring. maybe i'm just scared of ppl asking me wad my future plans r. maybe i'm just scared of repeating what my future plans r because e more i say it, e more uncertain i am abt e future.

i haven written e fuckin appeal. i don't noe wad to write. y r u appealing? y r u appealing?

damn shit i just want a break. i wanna die in front of e computer. a happy deluded girl.