thinking
2008年11月30日(日) 20時29分
hmm
wrong time to be doing something like that
but can’t help it…
ft’s songs are stimulating
but still, doing thinking at the wrong time -_-“
there’s still one more paper in approximately 22 hours time…
and 24 hours to officially ending the semester 1 ordeal
yikes
was talking to joshua the other day when he drove
and we dropped by katong mall/complex/shopping centre?
i don’t even know what’s that place called..
made me realize that i missed out so much in my childhood years
really, what have i done in my past 19 years
and to think i’m gonna be 20 soon…… the BIG two.
a little more than a year till i’m officially an adult under the law
(okay fellow lawyers-to-be friends, feel free to correct me..)
feeling a tad dumb now
cos im jealous over something that’s really trivial
like, MINUTE, kinda thing
grr. this is bad
occurrences over the past few days, if not weeks, just made me think even more
god is fair right? or whichever omniscient, omnipotent being around..
the more i look at it, the more i think so..
and again, it’s not life that suck
it’s one’s own attitude that sucks, and thus in turn you’d think life sucks
blessed with brains, your bound to lack in something
blessed with brains and looks, your bound to also lack in something else
those who think there are people who are around blessed with brains, looks, wealth, love etc.
then, that’s a major mistake
there’s bound to be something lacking somehow
it’s how you look at it to deem it as a blessing or misfortune
(i bet there are people who’ll read this and go, “yeah right. you’re a damned optimistic so you know nothing.”)
and..
this sounds absolutely familiar like it popped up in my mind eons ago
just that i’ve no idea what triggered this thought..
where does love go after it ends?
what’s are memories.. the smiles, the people, the laughter, the happiness
but we live in reality (or so i hope)
after it ends, does it go into the trash can, scrunched up, thrown away, and lost forever?
why does it seem like, with memories, nothing can be thrown away absolutely?
and to think, suddenly, Hiroshima mon amour just flashed through my mind
how timely
even after lit exams it refuses to be forgotten
what irony~
バカみたい、何が待っていますか
ナミダ停まらない
なくちゃったのあいじょうどこに行った
ヒトリ町で歩いて、何が探している
あたしもわかない
今までのモクヒョウ、本当にあたしの？
サラングイゲモイェヨ
サラングイオヂイェヨ
サラングイッバジゴシッポ
クンでオットッケヘヤヅエヨ
ナエチョッサラングイヤ
wrong time to be doing something like that
but can’t help it…
ft’s songs are stimulating
but still, doing thinking at the wrong time -_-“
there’s still one more paper in approximately 22 hours time…
and 24 hours to officially ending the semester 1 ordeal
yikes
was talking to joshua the other day when he drove
and we dropped by katong mall/complex/shopping centre?
i don’t even know what’s that place called..
made me realize that i missed out so much in my childhood years
really, what have i done in my past 19 years
and to think i’m gonna be 20 soon…… the BIG two.
a little more than a year till i’m officially an adult under the law
(okay fellow lawyers-to-be friends, feel free to correct me..)
feeling a tad dumb now
cos im jealous over something that’s really trivial
like, MINUTE, kinda thing
grr. this is bad
occurrences over the past few days, if not weeks, just made me think even more
god is fair right? or whichever omniscient, omnipotent being around..
the more i look at it, the more i think so..
and again, it’s not life that suck
it’s one’s own attitude that sucks, and thus in turn you’d think life sucks
blessed with brains, your bound to lack in something
blessed with brains and looks, your bound to also lack in something else
those who think there are people who are around blessed with brains, looks, wealth, love etc.
then, that’s a major mistake
there’s bound to be something lacking somehow
it’s how you look at it to deem it as a blessing or misfortune
(i bet there are people who’ll read this and go, “yeah right. you’re a damned optimistic so you know nothing.”)
and..
this sounds absolutely familiar like it popped up in my mind eons ago
just that i’ve no idea what triggered this thought..
where does love go after it ends?
what’s are memories.. the smiles, the people, the laughter, the happiness
but we live in reality (or so i hope)
after it ends, does it go into the trash can, scrunched up, thrown away, and lost forever?
why does it seem like, with memories, nothing can be thrown away absolutely?
and to think, suddenly, Hiroshima mon amour just flashed through my mind
how timely
even after lit exams it refuses to be forgotten
what irony~
バカみたい、何が待っていますか
ナミダ停まらない
なくちゃったのあいじょうどこに行った
ヒトリ町で歩いて、何が探している
あたしもわかない
今までのモクヒョウ、本当にあたしの？
サラングイゲモイェヨ
サラングイオヂイェヨ
サラングイッバジゴシッポ
クンでオットッケヘヤヅエヨ
ナエチョッサラングイヤ
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