beep beep

build-a-bearbear is more for girls, but glad that more guys are doing it!
and im still laughing whenever i recall what my friends did!
it wasnt anything about being digusting, sissy, gu-niang, act cute etc ok.
it was more like an experience that you will probably never do it, ever again after once. (for guys)
i'll leave the details out. guys have to do it themselves to know.
sweet, lovely and quite hilarious too were the feel!
happy valentine!

master was really inconsiderate i thought.
we didnt even have a chance to explain. neither a warning first.
all we get was an early cny lecture at 1am and a red card! and probably a big angbao from us to him/hall too.
im really excited to read master's email! maybe im in his list already!
anyway, i had fun! and thats wad money cant buy!
happy new year!

im right. isnt it.

fate lies in our hands

have you ever toss a coin and hope that it can decide your fate for you?
let head to be this and tail to be that.
and in most cases, you soon to realize, coin tossing really does help you to decide.

have you ever wonder why you assign this to be head and that to be tail?
it can simply be thought to be a random action, however, theres always a reason behind.
head clearly signifies a considerably dominant role over that of the tail.
by assigning this to be head. you've chosen.

have you ever hesitate about your decision after you realized that youve gotten a tail?(technically, it usually happens when you get a tail)
apparently, you have then unconsciously exhibit your preference.

what you need is the courage to acknowledge ur choice.
so why not toss a coin today.

too many. too little.

tree living

expectations.
come with disappointment.

i dont know if its workable.
but im trying.
no matter what. i cant survive with current result.

all i want to be is to be a tree.

bye is never good

i don't want to say goodbye
by teddy thompson.
the melody is sweet. download it if you can.

ran again today.
super slow.
something is wrong.
was it the breathing, the legs, the muscles.
or the mind.
im so proud that my brother jieshen is picking up running!
should make it a routine.
its healthy. and i like seeing my weight drop. =p
and in uni.. i seriously need it.

i don't want to say goodbye
but it always still happens
as you say goodbye to me..
or worse, you leave without saying bye..

work on the heart

Badminton Girls! see me? The one with red head. hee!

















after regaining our energy from the 6k run on track, we went straight to src to support our handball golden team!
they didnt let us down. it was a tough match. with both halls cheering and playing hard. im sure they will do even better the next match!

match supporting followed by run again!
i would say, the most terrifying run i ever had.
but it was a good run experience.
so now i know that i cant run when im scare or worried. damn it. the legs were not listening to my command.
on top of that, theres a need to force a "im ok" and "wads ur problem" look to passer-by. just in case they try to be funny.
i thought endorphin work. usually it does. but it didnt this time round. maybe there were complications. maybe i used them up faster than producing them.

im still thrilled with my newly bought haivanas! thats after months of considerations.

take whatever that comes with a big heart
and problems will gradually be solved.

hows the effort

freaking sad.
strike 1 and 2 extra duties on cny and valentines day!
ugh. it wasnt a deliberate missing of todays duty.. somehow i just didnt see my name on the calendar.
ahh.. crap. my mistake. i deserve it.
its not nice for my head to let me off easy either.
=(

anyway. went to badminton match today.
sorry i didnt do well enough to play. but i supported in any ways that i can.
kind of disappointed to see the guys team in one jersey and the girls in another. shouldnt badminton team sheares be one?
an oblivion dividend was there at the mpsh. droplets of oranges at 2 corners of the hall. unaware of the situation.
where were the shearites anyway. haii. pathetic. even when the captain is from blkc.
shit. am i doing far too much again? spending time on hall activities..

but handball is tmr, chingay dance on thurs and fri.
and i enjoy it..

why no leniency! =(

how much we can do

how many people truly understands the hard work behind pieces of craft?
and how much you appreciate the performances?
well. its just unfathomable and probably unapprehensible.



















surely, the audiences will not be able to tell the details of the float. probably not even bothered to imagine it. thats so much for one minute of fame.
however, the fact is, its not the minutes of fame that im looking for.
but the meaning of the expressions, and the experience of the processes.
raggers, chingay comms, shearites, i feel for you.

its impossible to shape the world into what and how you want it to be.
so why not, try shaping yourself, to suit the world as it is.
thats a lot easier on the heart.