Change

When someone sees the same people everyday...they wind up becoming part of the person's life. And then they want the person to change. If someone isn't what others want them to be, the others become angry. Everyone seems to have a clear idea of how other people should lead their lives, but none about his or her own. (from alchemist)

 Weird someone is around me, so why should I not bother her to change?

Some thoughts

Life is like a time bomb. There will be hidden uglies. Do we choose to let go or react it adversely. There are many things that I wish to clarify like why someone behaves like this. Then I choose to forget and ignore. However, will there be a moment when the person changes and revolts causing unwanted misery. I'm afraid this to come.

I'm bo liao

Whee, I started work at fair yesterday! Stand tired but better than nothing. For da money!!! (:
Have a new digital cam, thanks and I'm playing with it. I loved the color swap function since it makes my day! Sharetime.

My Love (:

 The EVOLUTION of Patrick...

Albino Pat

Neon Pat

Sashimi inspired Pat

The Pat that has been charred for years ( I find this super funny)

Baby Pat!!

Imma hoarder

Okay, I'm such a hoarder. I am in the midst of clearing my clutter in my room, I can't stand messy stuff, yea, plus it's the Chinese New Year soon, so being Kiasu a bit, I did some early early spring cleaning!!!

I cannot define some stuff as if it is worth keeping. I cannot bear to throw stuff given by people, no matter how small the stuffs are. I cannot bear throw away my collected diaries, written when I was 7 yrs old. I cannot bear to throw away the collected cute cute erasers and notebooks that I bought in primary school. And of course, I cannot bear to throw away the handmade cards and written letters by my friends. So ya, things just keep accumulating! (: I guess it is probably girl's nature to keep so much stuff? I don't think guys really keep much proven from my guy- almost everything is to the bin if it's not useful?

Also, I will feel slightly a pity whenever I threw away some stuff. For example my school notes, even though it is not so worthy and I did not excel in exams btw, it deems like throwing away is like wasted effort. Still, I don't know why the impulse that time- prolly the sense of jubilation of the removed burden (because I utterly hate a levels!).

Next, I will look at my clothes and curse why would I even spend at such kind of stuff? Some is bought by impulse and I rarely wear but only as a decor for my wardrobe I guess. Otherwise, I will try them and tamade- I cannot fit them or look nice in it. Then it makes me feel sad ):. Whatever. But, there are a few clothes that even though I can't wear them nice, I don't bear to throw away, cos the prints or cloth is beautiful. Yup, that's why I'm a hoarder.

I can't believe it's Dec already

Wonder how does it feels to be really judged upon what you do, especially when you seem that you are at the top and being at the scrutiny of the others. Does people's opinions affect you? Sometimes does listening and following people's advice works- but at the expense of losing things of doing 'your own way'? Is gaining people's affection and popularity really that important or doing the thing that is deemed right?
No matter what- 1 more month to go right. Go for it <3

I was watching Easy A and love it! Somehow the story is light and not that 'dark' as when you watch Harry Potter. (: Should watch the movie cos it's pretty funny and has a nice story plot.

Somehow, I don't know, perhaps others will also feel that, that sometimes when you're down or reflective, things that are happening around will tend to relate or remind you of the thing that is troubling you. Perhaps, it's just me being too sensitive or maybe, it's just some way of how life is trying to console us or hint us ways to think and change to another perspective? For example, some pop lyric may become something inspirational or maybe some movie and you will suddenly think, "hey, this is somewhat similar to my freaking situation"..

Sometimes, I will feel guilty for being a temperamental 'Buddhist' (heh, even dear mentions this too, when I ask him to pray more). For such, like praying or meditating frequently only when I'm stressed out. Nevertheless, I guess Buddhism or religion in general reminds us to be more appreciative and less complacent, as we are bound to meet the rough times even when one's luck is high. The other factor will probably be the fact that I'm not really in touch with Buddhism, I don't really join any Sunday pujas or whatsoever. "Compartmentalization" (Term I learnt in SSA2219 :P) - That's probably the other reason why only the retired gets more religiously-spiritually active. No much time for religion? Nah, it's more like lesser priority for religion activity.

And, I don't understand why people are so connected to Kpop. I don't at all and does that make me weird? I don't really like watching dramas, read anime. I'm boring? Perhaps, slightly unconventional. How do I slug my day off? (:
BLANK, no standard routine, I guess.

Love,

Heal

Love forever.

This week

Yup yup, the end of exams! Loves the feeling of finishing all papers, not matter good or bad though. Back to my idling days. Went some shopping these days, stocking up many dresses for my wardrobe! :D Plus, went Ikea and saw so many inspirations... So wanna decorate my room again, there's like a few things I want to change; but it's really like more of a want than a need though.
Mans, I had dinner yesterday at some really ULU restaurant in my nearby market place. My parents and I practically owned the whole restaurant, no patrons except us (It's only after we are almost finishing our dinner then a group of trio came). Well, the food is good but the environment totally spoils it. It has a terrible old musky carpet smell and the dim fluorescent yellow lights is making me feeling drowsy and droning. -.- I practically rush out of it before my dad pays for the food. Plus, within the restaurant contains some Karaoke room and oddly, skimpily dressed ladies walk in and out. I wonder..
I've been reading a novel by Jodi Picoult once again, since I have like about 5 of her books. I can't understand why her stories have always been revolving around sex and crime and the courthouse. It seems one story after the other bears the same resemblance. I guess it is only My Sister's Keeper that is intriguing and slightly different? However, I still cannot take my eyes off the novels, it is like watching dramas right, no matter how bad the plot, you will be always curious of what comes after.
Let's hope for a more enriching holiday!