25.8.09

Take a Break.

today went midvalley with the best friend, piang.
no movie, just walk around, spent money around.

when we were at the ktm kajang, we thought of 'safety precautions' due to the flu.wear mask in the train. and we took off the mask when we enter the mall. shouldn't we wear it whole day? i know. but i think i gonna die before i kena the flu cz i feel like lacking of air.

the best friend. ♥

f.y.i, the fake house are one of the un-done hari raya decoration at the centre court.

when our stomach started to complain, we decided to have lunch at The Garden,a restaurant that we thought it would be there. and guess what, we walked for almost an hour to find a restaurant that DOESN'T EXIST at all. wtf

then we ended up eating KimGary's.

basically, nothing to talk about today.just take a break before the hard time comes.

i heard that Arthur's Day coming in Sept. i want to go! [mostly is impossible cz i dunno how to go. haha!]

11.8.09

pray for strength and believe in faith?

as far as i remembered, learning biology is easier than chemistry.
but the truth always the opposite.
results shows my chemistry better.

mayb i should feel thankful to God.
guess what, i need to re-sit my biology. this time, 21 chapters all together and i hv to do pratical exam again.

now i hv to pray for strength. hope that i can study everything in 2 MONTHS.
my fren wonder how come i have the motivation to go for re-sit papers.
'well, u wont hesitate when you earn D for ur bio,u will do everything to earn something better.'

i told myself. no more failing papers in future. cz i only hv one more shot. one more chance to fix things right. if not, i will have nothing to move on.

wish i could go for holiday anytime from now. better to be an island..
white sand, crystal clear sea.

8.8.09

悼文

这个部落格,很久都没真正呼吸过了。

我再也无法真的写出任何让人留下印象的文字。感觉好像患上脑闭塞的问题。因为,所有的事情都好象离我而去,我离文字越来越远了;我越来越不认识自己了。

也许在这个世界里,需要特别才能有人看见。
我就喜欢默默地站在某个角落,等别人看见。

我能做的,只是为这里注射一点点地营养剂,让她继续呼吸着。
不强,但是依然有心跳的。给她插管,我也必不得已。

因为我不能再把物体虚拟化,把句子美化,把情感幻化。我都做不到。
当一个人写不出让自己佩服的句子和文字,我想失败的,最终还是自己。
之前幻想过一大堆的故事和文章,统统都废掉。
是自己变得严格?还是过不了自己的那一关呢?


如果那天我觉得是时候了,我想会让她把管子拔掉,把仪器都停了。

P/S:我不在乎了。因为没人真正在乎过我到底在想什么。