lost my belongings again~~ really wanna slap myself for always doing this...
HATE MYSELF!!! For being CARELESS!
phone, matric card, umbrella, and like losing 100 erasers........ARGGHHHHHH!
I can ask everyone who possibly a suspect who accidentally "steal" my eraser. How funny was I?
Ironically, I did phone back to mum to ask for the missed out eraser... ahahahaha...
Here's what my mum scolded: " How could you phone me just to locate your 30 cent eraser? Are you an idiot or what? Phone bill is more than your stupid eraser!"
Friday, August 27, 2010
Thursday, July 1, 2010
alternatively
it's no longer a blogging day... it has changed...
Facebook is just enough for us to expresss our feelings and thoughts...
Somehow, fb can make you a cynosure of all eyes once you post something awesome in your page. (even if somebody posts your unpleasant lookings, you can also be a lime light!)
For once in my mind, I was thinking for what sort of reason that I have to make my private life becomes public? Is that a necessary for us to release our daily stress or just for somekind of fun that I can make from the others' approval?
Maybe I had been influenced by my oral speaking title...for having this obsession...
Sometimes, I was in doubt....whether to vent my emotions in the fb or as PM...
Even for several times, I have tried to convey my feelings, but people with the curiousity will try to get to know what had happened to you indeed...
It ain't a bad thing... At least it shows friends care about you (sincerely)
I try it in the ambiguous way so that I won't be too exposed...
Despite of that, it's still kinda hard to express what's in my mind... I mean it's more than what can be depicted in words.
Since it's difficult, I prefer to spend my emo day on my tod rather than sharing with people.
I'm not trying to be pessimistic; on the contrary, other options just available for me...
Facebook is just enough for us to expresss our feelings and thoughts...
Somehow, fb can make you a cynosure of all eyes once you post something awesome in your page. (even if somebody posts your unpleasant lookings, you can also be a lime light!)
For once in my mind, I was thinking for what sort of reason that I have to make my private life becomes public? Is that a necessary for us to release our daily stress or just for somekind of fun that I can make from the others' approval?
Maybe I had been influenced by my oral speaking title...for having this obsession...
Sometimes, I was in doubt....whether to vent my emotions in the fb or as PM...
Even for several times, I have tried to convey my feelings, but people with the curiousity will try to get to know what had happened to you indeed...
It ain't a bad thing... At least it shows friends care about you (sincerely)
I try it in the ambiguous way so that I won't be too exposed...
Despite of that, it's still kinda hard to express what's in my mind... I mean it's more than what can be depicted in words.
Since it's difficult, I prefer to spend my emo day on my tod rather than sharing with people.
I'm not trying to be pessimistic; on the contrary, other options just available for me...
Friday, June 18, 2010
Da bo gong
I jz cant believe it!!! How danger it was when the firecracker exploded at HIS mouth?! I saw the firecracker on HIS mouth was lid and then PANNNNNGGGGGG!!!!!! And nothing jz happened to HIM! INCREDIBLE! I started to believe YOUR existence...
Today, my parents and I visited Kuala Kurau for a small DA BO GONG temple. Their purpose of this journey is Simple... craving for wealth... My dad hopes that he can also raise his $$ from 4D after my uncle told him that he has won 4D as given by the DA BO GONG...
Eventually, DA BO GONG divines 2 digits for my dad ie. 6 and 9... it's damn hard to guess what would be this 4D...... There's a mass numbers with the combination of 6 and 9.... many probabilities... but my dad still hope against it...
That's what Chinese loves right?... Digits and Money.
What really astonished me was the moment before leaving, DA BO GONG asked me to go in front HIM and HE gives me a lolipop...and suddenly uttered me a piece of advice, telling me not to be so hot tempered, I should amend my temper... Err, what could I say? It's BINGO, DBG!
I nodded my head saying that " I will", somehow...
Oh GOSH, how could YOU know my temper is that bad (lately only la....)?
Today, my parents and I visited Kuala Kurau for a small DA BO GONG temple. Their purpose of this journey is Simple... craving for wealth... My dad hopes that he can also raise his $$ from 4D after my uncle told him that he has won 4D as given by the DA BO GONG...
Eventually, DA BO GONG divines 2 digits for my dad ie. 6 and 9... it's damn hard to guess what would be this 4D...... There's a mass numbers with the combination of 6 and 9.... many probabilities... but my dad still hope against it...
That's what Chinese loves right?... Digits and Money.
What really astonished me was the moment before leaving, DA BO GONG asked me to go in front HIM and HE gives me a lolipop...and suddenly uttered me a piece of advice, telling me not to be so hot tempered, I should amend my temper... Err, what could I say? It's BINGO, DBG!
I nodded my head saying that " I will", somehow...
Oh GOSH, how could YOU know my temper is that bad (lately only la....)?
Friday, June 11, 2010
Thursday, May 27, 2010
I'm confused
I really hate the presence of ambiguity... It makes me feel depressing. I want a clear answer to release this question marks in my mind...
Perhaps, being ambiguous is a better solution. At least there is still a slender of hope...Who knows the outcome maybe bad one...
Perhaps, being ambiguous is a better solution. At least there is still a slender of hope...Who knows the outcome maybe bad one...
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