can u guys FASTER clean up wadever u guys nid to clean on my other blog n fbook. damn. i m gng crazy wifout those 2. !!!!!!! UNLOCK EVERYTHING ASAP!
10/5
timing: 24.30. “cool down” run.. jus trying to create an excuse for myself. but i m jus too tired.. lethargic body.
did nthing much in gym after tt oso.. went to eat indonesia panggang in hall 2.. still as nice haha did nthing much for fyp today oso.. only took some photos..
L4D after tt.. still as fun as before haha n we still cannot clear one whole game LOL forever dying at the final stage ARGH ahaha nvm karmun come back from hk den we shall whack and try agn!
tml shall b a damn BORING DAY. only thing to look forward is reaching home early.. LOL been gng home quite late recently lol
Chillax
Haha morning wake up.. Drowsy.. Put toothbrush into mouth.. Den lie back on sofa n watch doreamon on channel 8.. Really quite funny lol .. After show finish, continue tip watch Pokemon on okto channel.. Den after tt, read some articles abt now, scientists r protesting against alternative medicine, aka pseudo science n asking unis to axe such degrees. Emo. Nevertheless, reminded me of the Wen bing teacher who kept insisting ancient ppl r very scientific. Hahaha
Den after that, spotted a big bundle of rubber bands.. So just happily keep shooting my 3 sisters… Hahaha.. To tink of it, having weekend mornings free at home feels actually pretty good. Haha
Cooking porridge now to bring hospital to grandma later.. Kinda of happy tt the nurse called this morning to inform me tt she wan some homecooked food.. At least she’s back to her picky nature to find hospital food disgusting Hahaha
After all thes years.. so many yrs.. den did i fully understand wad he was trying to tell me at tt moment. I was just dumb enough to believe that the hare ran halfway, got lazy, slept and lost the race… n tt the tortoise got paid for its hard efforts.
Till today, when i read the eng translation of a sentence in the song “Le papillon”.. den did i finally realise wad he meant. The hare saw no point in running, no point in gaining victory.. there wuldn’t be any pride, glory or meaning to a victory agnst a tortoise. There was a better alternative and the hare chose it. Be it to help a fren grow confidence or to help an enemy grow a stronger challenge, the hare casted its pride aside and changed the life of the tortoise. haaha.. haiz.. in the end, i was jus a tortoise who was only pitied upon.
“Jeff, today you are victorious. Remember this confidence and this feeling of winning. But rmb the story of the hare and the tortoise. look deeper into it, for one day, you hav to grow, step out of the shell and demonstrate the spirit of the hare.”
Thanks bro. You may not be ard but the hare spirit will b there to stay wif me to help others grow and step out of their shells as well.
Month One.
Hi Mommy!
I am only 3/4 of an inch long,
But I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
Every time I hear it,
I wave my arms and legs.
The sound of your heart beat
Is my favorite lullaby.
Month Two.
Mommy,
Today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me
You could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I’m not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here.
Month Three.
You know what Mommy,
I’m a boy!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don’t like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too,
And I cry with you even though
You can’t hear me.
Month Four.
Mommy,
My hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine
But I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
And stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it too.
Month Five.
You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I’m not a baby.
I am a baby, Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what’s abortion?
Month Six.
I can hear that doctor again.
I don’t like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can’t get away from it!
Mommy! Help me!
Month Seven.
Mommy,
I am okay.
I am in Jesus’s arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn’t you want me, Mommy?
Every abortion is just…
One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.
If you’re against abortion, reblog.
damn.
106 project, lab reportS, 107 lect which i totally lag behind like since lect 2 onwards, tcm basics which i realli want to focus n study but there r so much stuff to settle. wanted my sis to help me take over one of my tuition assignments but the student dun wan. he wan me to continue to teach him. n now nearing db comp, more trng.. official, unofficial.. getting lesser n lesser slp every single day.. wanted to go adm to slp in peace but in the end, dun even hav the mood to slp. dun hav the mood to slp.. can u imagine me saying such things?
stood up ..w alked to the com.. attempted to do some 106 proj work.. the more i do, the more sian i get.. realise tt the whole thing i m doing is like not is wad supposed to b.. even for work wise, i tink i m doing the wrong method. n tata! now i m tumblring instead of working to solve the prob.
tink i realli gng to suffer from depression soon.
n does day or night matters? when i tink i slp more in the day (during lects or sometimes worse, during trngs when i struggled to stay awake) den in night.
