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Humph, I still haven’t got the sentaso cove to 50:50…

Of all the places and time, I least expect to see ur @ 12.30 am…

I was wondering did she see me first or yufan saw her first…

Nvm, the feeling wasn’t good at all…

Rainy Season!

I always love this part of the year most. I love wet weather. I love the smell of the weather and I love the cool and relaxed feeling it give me.

Imagine that warm autumn has ended, arriving into the next cold season, you put all your stress and thoughts behind you and go for a walk in a quiet cool and calm park, breathing in cold air, hearing the wind hissing gently in your ears…

I suddenly love life a lot. Its definitely a good time for me to think about things. Thinking back about my life, enjoying every thoughts and memories that came back, so naturally. Its definitely a good time to think of adventures I had in life, troubles I faced, those little little bits of memories in the cold cold season… before the year ends… before X’mas comes…

I like you, Raina. At least for now, in this very moment.

Life

Life is What The Fuck.

O years old.
When you aren’t even born, you don’t know anything about life, wtf.

4 years old.
When you’re just starting to learn how to talk communicate properly, you were sent to self enrichment classes which makes you unable to choose what you want in life, wtf.

8 years old.
When you’re starting to enjoy what you’re doing, you started to choose to dislike & hate various things that doesn’t suits you, wtf.

12 years old.
When you’re starting to think on youself, make decisions for yourself, PSLE (Primary School Leaving Examination) is here. You have got no choice but to follow what your parents choose for you, study… Wtf.

16 years old.
When freedom’s getting more and more into your life and you see what you really wanted to do (everything but study)… You failed your O levels, wtf.

20 years old.
When you’re out alone to face the working society and environment, you’re thinking of getting more education, better grades, better qualifications. Wtf.

 

 

That isn’t Life. That is Hell.

As I mentioned in my older post(s), the path everyone chooses is different. The path you choose depends very much on your personal ability, preservation, how optimised you are, confidence level etc. However, if one doesn’t even have the discipline to choose what he wants and suits him the most, his/her life in other’s eyes is, wtf is he/her?

I’ll talk a little bit of my life.

My life is extraordinary; cos I wanted my life to be & I chose my life this way. Extraordinary can have different different many many different definitions. Extraordinary in my context, means too ordinary to be ordinary.

Not many people; from friends to family to relatives knows how I think, knows this much about why I’m behaving crazily, different from them. I’m trying to experience things in a different way, in an ordinary way, in a way that things are suppose to work. Therefore, I always volunteer myself gladly to work/things people doesn’t like to do having in mind that I am putting myself into a new experience, an experience that you may only obtain and get to learn from it once in a lifetime. Maybe that’s considered as 1 of my purpose in life.

Thats really what gets me into thinking out of the box. Thinking of what people like to experience, thinking of what have I not experience. Well one good thing about this is that it’ll change your mind set in accepting things. There’re no good or bad, like or dislikes unless you really experience it yourself and when you experience it, you will then think twice before you decide not to accept it.

Therefore, I’m a very ordinary person who can accept things in life that happens as it is and I don’t want any changes to it. I’m happy about my life and I’m glad to remain it as it is. What about your life? How do u want your life to be?

It’s not easy

It’s not easy, almost impossible to find someone like her. I don’t know how should I phrase it, but this is just so irritating.

I know what she’s thinking and I’m sure she knows mine. Its not impossible and it doesn’t seem possible for this relationship. We’re so alike that we don’t realise it until we talked. Same dreams (the dreams u had when u’r sleeping), same character, same likes and dislikes, same habits, same… what else do u want?!  Talking for hours and hours without stopping… getting tired out and wanting to sleep… Lol!

She said its impossible cos we’re cousins and we’re so alike cos we’re cousins. Ya, I did tried to convince myself into that too, but well, its clear that it must be settled ( I don’t know how). Maybe I’ll find someone more suitable for me than her? I don’t know… it all depends on whether I can find one or not…

This is Motivation!

Went to my dad’s friend’s house today. His son is 1 years old today. The house is at sentosa. That’s my motivation. My dream. BMs, Poshs in front, a personal yatch parked at the back. Enjoy the pictures.

Hmm sorry. This’s not a poetry.

These rules are mine!

Please! I have my own set of principles to follow. My first time lying down these rules. Maybe it’ll help you to know my better, as a friend or even just a reader.

Rule 1: Families always comes first.
Rule 2: Money comes next.
Rule 3: Never ask me too much questions (I’ll justy simply ignore u)
Rule 4: Education (both ways, teaching and learning)

Okay! Rules are meant to be concise and precise! Having list down these 4 rules, they act as my principle in life, things that doesn’t concern these 4, i’m not concerned.

Okay. What about friends? I’m sorry to say that I cannot live without them. But why aren’t they in my top principles? Simple. Making friends have no guidelines, its about feelings and trust me, deep down, i know who I regard as friend and who I do not. Very clear, 100%. So, if  i don’t treat u like a friend, don’t treat me like one.

I forgot about Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince totally today, until now. Had a really busy, interesting day.

Yup. My next post should be another poetry.

Posting Something

Good evening. I haven’t been posting for long. Sorry, if u visit often.

Someone said: “I won’t be in a relationship until 20 years old”, I remember… What now? Okay, what I wanna emphasis is there’re no absolute answer to anything.

So, what we say now is as important as what we’re doing now. If you have a dream, work towards it. Find out every means to make it come true but at the same time, know our limits. If you don’t have one, its time to find the goals of your life, make your life fill with meaningful experiences.

Whatever u choose, always remember to always choose to be happy! Cheers!

=.=

A stone rumbles down into a lake
A  noisy rumbling stone

A bigger stone rumbles down into the lake
A noisier bigger rumbling stone

A large stone rumbles down into that lake
An irritating large rumbling stone

A huge stone rumbles down into the lake
An anonyingly huge rumbling stone

An enormous stone rumbles down into that lake
…

 

Oh My God, the lake isn’t big enough for that.

Think a poem, Write a poetry.

Quiet are handsome horses speeding across the plains,
Violet are fragrant lavenders spreading beyond the hays,
Noisy are crystal waters splashing above the stones,
White are the colored rainbow,
below the sky.

Pictures as calm as grasses sway,
Memories as fresh as babies may,
Dreams as disturb as moonlights ray,
Love as pure,
wind says. 

Sunny waves sandy rays,
Rainy days muddy place,
Cloudy winds many days,
Casual chats,
Usual stays.

Music plays,
Poem says,
Drawing paints,
People change.
 

Please…

I like being out with  you. I just don’t have the correct feeling. The feeling of being in love, the feeling of being wanting to be with you. We can talk, shout, joke, chat. I’m just not comfortable with it. 

Thats the answer you wanted. (I’m sorry, thats personal)

It seems I’ve a habit of posting on wednesdays and thursdays. Partly because of American Idol, partly because they are the middle of the week. Why in the middle of the week?

It is probably the most boring part of the week, without Americal Idol.

I shall not stay long. Good night.