January 2011
27 posts
“Feelings do never make sense. They get you all confused. Then they drive you...”
– Blair Wladorf. Gossip Girl (via izzieyoung)
“Time for me to be on my own.. Independent, yet dependent on the Lord”
“I’m an offender”
– cause I’m not perfect
My new year resolution
Dear Lord,
I want to know you more, I want to be closer to you
I really really do..
“The older you grow, the more challenging the world becomes”
– sigh
Birds are meant to fly, not be caged
I gave up almost everything closest to me, in trade of your impatience.
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so stop complaining
“I should stop turning to comfort food right before going to bed every night”
Going to NP is a chore
I felt HORRIBLE going to school by a crowded bus, moving at 1mm/km in a traffic jam, holding lap top on left hand, and shoe bag on right hand, trying to keep my balance for an hour, while watching those seated passengers sleeping so soundly like pigs ..
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Argh…. Sometimes I doubt if our population is really depleting..
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On a heavier note,
6 hours of Curriculum Planning and...
"Call me when you come out"
This real-life event which happened to me afew years ago, which i've shared a billion of times, which i'm still not sick of sharing, is finally re-surfacing itself because I'm currently testing out the chat dialogue function in my tumblr. Heeeheee
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Okay, so afew years back..
I was trimming my hair in the salon when Mummy messaged me.
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Mummy: Ying, can you help me rent a VCD?
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Me: Okay, i'm in the salon now cutting my hair.. What is the title of the VCD?
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Mummy: Okay. Call me when you come out
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AND SO, after my trimming my hair, I went over to the VCD rental shop and told the uncle
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Me: Uncle, do you have "Call me when you come out?"
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Shop Uncle: Hmmm.. "Call me when you come out........" Hold on ah... *He paused for a second, puts on his old-flower-eye(lao hua yan) droopy glasses, before going on to check his computer system*
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Shop Uncle: Is it a modern or ancient film?
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Me: Ummm, I think it's okay.. Maybe i got the wrong title. I'll call my Mom to ask her again
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*Ring ring*
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Me: Hello Mommy. Don't have "Call me when you come out !"
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My Mom literally went speechless
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The moral of the story is:
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Either
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my Mom has to work on her clarity in language
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or
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I should think twice before losing my face
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or
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SMS is a dangerous platform for communication
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period
One of my favourite kids Christian song
“Time can be used to make money, but money cannot be used to make Time”
– Genell
“Laziness kills..”
“I’m sick of being sick”
