Last Sunday V learnt how to use chopsticks. Bravo!
Two weeks ago. It was at a boutique, a small band was playing.
He picks a fight with the vacuum cleaner, crazy boy!
I didn't want to finish the year with just the green quilt, so I looked up in Kumiko Sudo's book on omiyage which had been sitting in my shelf for nearly four years now. The sakura project looked easy so I tackled that and it was great! Enjoyable to make, lots to learn and the result was pretty and functional.
The back has a pouch for carrying small items.
i guess this'll be my final entry on this vox blog.
it has served me well enough as a platform of stress and release.
but i realise how vulnerable, narcisstic and attention seeking this has been.
people may argue they write for themselves.
how much truth does that holds.
how many ppl blog their worst thoughts online.
and if a blog serves only for the desire to portray a better/hidden/another you to ur audience or
telling your friends how you want them to feel about you, it has defeated its role as one.
even though it's meant to be a private blog for my close friends,
it has evolved to be one that ppl could easily surf.
i'm not chastising blogs.
organised blogs with themes are admirable.
as for mine, it's just a verbal diarrhea of my innermost thoughts.
honestly, why are ppl penning their thoughts online if not for validation and attention from others.
and to everyone out there, this is just my humble opinion.
you have every right to differ.
so i guess.
i'll continue my journey somewhere else.
so farewell peeps.
before i end this,
if ever he finds this blog,
i dedicate particularly this song to you.
as i was walking down the stairs @ biz, i saw only a group of indians still at their peak on the benches below.
thinking they must be some indian scholars pia-ing so hard in the wee hours of the morning.
until, i walk past them.
they're playing warcraft.
moral of story: seeing is not always believing.
only owl in the wing.
i love silence.
but sometimes,
just once in a while,
it can be be quite deafening.
shall entertain myself with crunchroll whilst waiting for my thinning hair to dry.
at the rate that my hair is dropping, i think the time taken for it to dry would have decreased right.=X
rubbishing.
i found someone who habitually have the same thought when climbing the stairs.
and two other ppl who melts when guys do that.
hoping no one does that to me now.
dangerous.
明天一個人的我依然會微笑
那怕早已沒有人記得我名字
slow progress with three gorges dam.
curse of damnable dams.
i don't like them in every possible way.
and particularly that way.
gonna park here until i finish what i plan.
looking forward to xmas deco and songs.
my sister's friends are so adorable.=D
this angmoh sitting at a table adjacent to me, had a condom falling out of his bag.
at the corner of my eye, i saw him surreptitiously pick it up, sneaking glances if i saw it.
oh man.
i am not hungry if you don't place food in front of me.
nothing much to blog of today.
because i am very behind schedule with this gek module.
~
hope xt comes back to sh.
and i'm so much happier now than during glc period.
i'll tell nyc soon.
不要再犯规。
this angmoh sitting at a table adjacent to me, had a condom falling out of his bag.
at the corner of my eye, i saw him surreptitiously pick it up, sneaking glances if i saw it.
oh man.
i am not hungry if you don't place food in front of me.
nothing much to blog of today.
because i am very behind schedule with this gek module.
~
不要再犯规。
one other reason why i was so contented yesterday;
because 我终于用心读书。
just like how i 用心跳舞 or 打球 or 听朋友说话。
and this i must applaud my mum.
not my late one.
but the one i don't often see eye to eye with.
she provided me with this enlightening phrase.
要做家务,要用心去做。
不要随随便便做。=D
无论做什么事,要专心,要认真。
不要马马虎虎,随随便便。
用心做的人果然和其他人不同。
值得欣赏。=X
even though, i may not pull up my cap this sem.
i'm glad.
because i finally pluck up the courage to try my best for something i lost my confidence in since i entered uni, or should i say hall.
to face that disappointment if i fail properly.
and that feeling of picking up myself is great.
