second post
In August 2005, Hurricane Katrina survivors in New Orleans' St. Bernard Parish await rescue on a roof spray-painted with messages to loved ones. Wrote history professor Douglas Brinkley: "I had felt immune to the disaster. ... Then this simple image of the forlorn roof, not at all graphic, cut like a knife. For painted in white on the rooftop was the simple saying: 'Love You Kid.'"
hold infinity in the palm of your hand, and eternity in an hour
its the first day of post prelim. the feeling of having to study and mug still lingers around my surrounding atmosphere. yes, she knows she need to buck up and strive. much especially after the prelims, the feeling of having to sulk and grumble over every single paper still perpetuates.
if only i studied, if only i have more time, if only the questions were being set easier, if only i did not make that stupid mistake, if only i am not careless... if only i had a time machine, i would not even choose to study in jc. sometimes, it just made me feel that im too stupid to make it to the university. or rather to survive in jc. i could have been better off if im in poly. seeing friends who strived in poly after they dropped out of jc makes me sad. really upset. whatever it is, no more choice B given to me right now.
planned to buy cass and mum's birthday prezzie yesterday, but obviously i failed. was out with vanessa's class. joined them for their mini class outing. yes thier class outing. i dont really know them other than vanessa. but anyway, friendship doesnt come without you initiating right. but their really an interesting bunch of friends. then it makes me wonder, why cant my classmates be like them. super saddening.
we all went to haji lane. walking down the aisle, looking at all the water opium shops, it makes me seriously wanna try it out. well, maybe some other days. but what really interest me was not the water opium shops, but this massage parlour owned by china bitches. jeremy si yuan and jordan actually went up to ask for a massage. and guess what? they were not even decently dressed. and you dont expect this monopoly to provide you decent massage business. they ran down as if they saw some monsters up there. i could have join the fun. i will ask if there's any guys instead.
after that, we were still not satisfied. so we went further down the aisle hoping to spot other massage parlour. but sad to say, none was avail. but that wasnt the end. me jeremy siyuan and jordan went in this pub. yes, im the only girl. incase you are wondering, they other guys and girls were standing outside. this wasnt any ordinary pub. when we opened the door, scandily dressed woman were dancing right in front of us. they looked like filipino or thai woman. and they were so enthusiasted upon seeing they three guys walking in. of course, i stood outside initially. and these girls actually asked me to go in and dance with them. what a night. after this, we actually planned to go geylang. of course, in continue to search for our massage parlours. but time and body doesnt permit us to continue exploring.
upon seeing him on his sister's blog, the nostalgic feeling was over there. but not any lamentation. but certainly reminiscence.
it was three weeks ever since i last exercised. i was feeling more and more lethargic but i went for a gruelling badminton session today. yes, with jordan si yuan jerald jeremy and some others. ya, not my classmates once again. but fun.
mum was watching this taiwan drama series now. and this stupid drama is so sickening. the actor was dying. but it took him near 20 minutes to die. wth. after he died, his mother cried with mucus and saliva all over her face and dripping all over. grosteque.
anyway, happy birthday mum. (: