i am nothing but one man in 6.7 billion.

With all that is going on, i’m pervaded with emotions just as much as i’m stuffed with seaweed now. The oodles of things that are happening to people who are around me makes me feel so vulnerable suddenly. And i realised how many things are just not within our control; no matter how hard we try, sometimes we have to give in to that supreme thing called life. i am not giving in to circumstances, nor do i believe that we can’t change situations; cos i am a staunch believer of hard work and positive attitudes. but it’s just that, sometimes there is a limit to our human strength. afteral, I am nothing but one man in 6.7 billion.

Seeing how friends are leaving to pursue the next stage of their lives, i can’t help but wonder how things will be like for me in the following years. Whether i have the finances to complete my studies, the ability to make it to Masters, the job opportunity as a student, whether i can get a good job, or simply, where will i be. So uncertain, yet overflowing with faith and excitement.

i admit that there are so many times when i wish i never had to go through all those, but at the same time, i know it is those times that made me who i am, and give me a story to tell. I look at what God has placed in my hands till date, i can’t help but be thankful for these i know i don’t deserve.(gee, i am actually feeling the gag in my throat.)

I stand at yet another crossroad today, feeling a little fuzzy. i wish i have my family here with me, my closest friends whom i can run to, my pillow which i cried on each time i need to. i just want to be the girl who can be so true to her puny heart, to pursue the small lil dream that was planted in her, and to love the people around her. but i know i am no longer that girl who can easily believe, so focused, and so unpretentiously love. cos it’s more than just doing it, but making a decision to be it. and i pray for the courage to make that decision.

I don’t have to be the strongest, the undefeatable, nor the most likable. but i just want to be the girl whom You have called me to be. In the attempt to take full control of my life, i want to choose to let You take control of mine instead. =)

 

Wait for me, Singapore!

when a double shot of espresso with 3 scoops of icecream doesn’t work anymore,

I KNOW I STILL CAN DO IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ROAR!

Re-titled: Everyone needs a random post. Very random.

retail therapy/quirky videos are like power-up to the soul:

shucks, i love this power-up velvet blazer from nasty gal!

geeeeeeee, i love this pair of sequined shorts tooooooo!

i think i ought to be given a pat on the back for not succumbing to temptation and giving in to the simple click.

Anyway, catchy tunes, spontaneous silly videos leave me bopping to it! too much fun!

(fun fact: mushaboom is a place!)

awwwwwwww-esome! procrastination overtook my homework plans, and here i am, about to reap what i sow:(

my God tells me that i am an overcomer!

Before i move into the final month of my work-intensive, sleep-deprived, over-caffinated, late-night-(incessant)-snacking, mind-blazing, asSIGHment-ing, let me declare to the world that

I SHALL NOT ONLY SURVIVE, BUT I WILL

OVERCOME!

and i seriously cant hide the buzzing excitement to travel the world and definitely head home in the following 3 months that seems so near yet feels 13257687898e8458742347375843435 zillions years away. (ha, and say hi to the camera that has been floating around aimlessly in my dreams! woohooo!)

Shake it, Shake it like a polaroid (again!)

Awesomeness, polaroids are now back in production! how cool is that! =)

http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/blogs/techchron/detail?&entry_id=49511

i like you because i like you.

I like you and I know why.
I like you because you are a good person to like.
I like you because when I tell you something special, you know it’s special
And you remember it a long, long time.
You say, Remember when you told me something special
And both of us remember

When I think something is important
you think it’s important too
We have good ideas

When I say something funny, you laugh
I think I’m funny and you think I’m funny too
Hah-hah!

I like you because you know where I’m ticklish
And you don’t tickle me there except just a little tiny bit sometimes
But if you do, then I know where to tickle you too

You know how to be silly
That’s why I like you
Boy are you ever silly
I never met anybody sillier than me till I met you
I like you because you know when it’s time to stop being silly
Maybe day after tomorrow
Maybe never
Too late, it’s a quarter past silly

Sometimes we don’t say a word
We snurkle under fences
We spy secret places

If I am a goofus on the roofus hollering my head off
You are one too
If I pretend I am drowning, you pretend you are saving me
If I am getting ready to pop a paper bag,
then you are getting ready to jump
HOORAY

That’s because you really like me
You really like me, don’t you
And I really like you back
And you like me back and I like you back
And that’s the way we keep on going every day

If you go away, then I go away too
or if I stay home, you send me a postcard
You don’t just say Well see you around sometime, bye
I like you a lot because of that
If I go away, I send you a postcard too

And I like you because if we go away together
And if we are in Grand Central Station
And if I get lost
Then you are the one that is yelling for me

And I like you because when I am feeling sad
You don’t always cheer me up right away
Sometimes it is better to be sad
You can’t stand the others being so googly and gaggly every single minute
You want to think about things
It takes time

I like you because if I am mad at you
Then you are mad at me too
It’s awful when the other person isn’t
They are so nice and hoo-hoo you could just about punch them in the nose

I like you because if I think I am going to throw up
then you are really sorry
You don’t just pretend you are busy looking at the birdies and all that
You say, maybe it was something you ate
You say, the same thing happened to me one time
And the same thing did

If you find two four-leaf clovers, you give me one
If I find four, I give you two
If we only find three, we keep on looking
Sometimes we have good luck, and sometimes we don’t

If I break my arm, and if you break your arm too
Then it’s fun to have a broken arm
I tell you about mine, you tell me about yours
We are both sorry
We write our names and draw pictures
We show everybody and they wish they had a broken arm too

I like you because I don’t know why but
Everything that happens is nicer with you
I can’t remember when I didn’t like you
It must have been lonesome then

I like you because because because
I forget why I like you but I do
So many reasons
On the 4th of July I like you because it’s the 4th of July
On the fifth of July, I like you too

If you and I had some drums and some horns and some horses
If we had some hats and some flags and some fire engines
We could be a HOLIDAY
We could be a CELEBRATION
We could be a WHOLE PARADE
See what I mean?

Even if it was the 999th of July
Even if it was August
Even if it was way down at the bottom of November
Even if it was no place particular in January
I would go on choosing you
And you would go on choosing me
Over and over again
That’s how it would happen every time

I don’t know why
I guess I don’t know why I really like you
Why do I like you
I guess I just like you
I guess I just like you because I like you.

- Sandol Stoddard Warburg

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i am neurotic and quirky.

i think i am weird!

Oh, I type my post starting from the end, and ending from the start.

i kneel/squat in front of my macbook when i get really excited! (and yes you are right, now i am excited and really fascinated by how long my weird list is gonna get if i am not gonna stop now.)

i fold the tissue paper at least twice before using them.

i like tearing pages of my sketch books and crushing them cos it makes me feel like a idealistic (and eccentric) artist.

i pinch my burger and eat them bit by bit. i eat my noodles strand by strand. but nah, i don’t eat my rice one by one.

i used to rehearse what i wanna say before i order my food when i was a kid so that i wont look stupid. cos i thought the uncles were really fierce and they would refuse to sell me the food just because i sounded dumb.

i am obsessed with facebook, and can be constantly checking for updates. yet i will try not to comment or reply quickly so that others will not think that i am on facebook 24-7.

i will hold my poo until i cant hold anymore so that i wont have to spend the longest time on the bowl, yet i bring in a book to read so that i dont waste time doing ‘nothing’ in the toilet. but i can sit on the couch and literally do nothing for hours.

i have little patience for people who shake their legs, and will not hestitate to whack them.

i will keep opening and checking the fridge even if i want nothing from it.

i drink from the side of the cup where the handle is cos i think it’s the cleanest part of the cup. (even though someone convinced me otherwise.)

eh, i talk to myself?

i know i am weird.

but now i know that i am not the only one.

http://iamneurotic.com/

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