Biology vs Accounts

Between accounts and biology,

I'd much rather take up bio, that's for sure.

It's so much more fun compared to

numbers, numbers and numbers.

And I'm not very handy with calculations either.

Strike one!

To fight and to Be forgotten

To fight, is to get a chance.

But to lose a fight,

is to be forgotten.

Btw, it's a sore to wake up so early in the morning for school.
^_^'

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas everyone!

May the days be jolly!

Might I not say a word too short!

And Ho Ho Ho!

Wishes and kisses to all those in merry spirit~!

La Vie En Rose?

I'm in a pinch here 'cause a good friend of mine

-Noelle(not her real name obviously)-

told me that she's interested in this guy

-Crook(also not his real name)-

And she asked me the '10 guides to Love' thingy~

which I of course, have no clue at all.

Nada. Not a scratch. Poof!

But, as a writer and reader of stories, my independent mind

simply took the lead.......and I might have promised her

a victory round.

....... 

Oh Love! Why thou prey upon tis human's heart so?

Life isn't sweet! It's bittersweet!

And too much bitter will ruin the sweetness.

Argh~how do you make Crook fall in love with Noelle

when he's in love with another?

I'm no cupid!

The awakening of the end

I'm officially back to the world of blogging.

M'done with the PMR examinations so for approx. 3 months, I will be quite free.

Well, that's the idea but I have a project about my school's very first music festival to handle...

(but keep that a secret.)

and there's the library records to sort.

Imagine it.

50 library prefects and I'm supposed to complete

a full record on every one of them for the past 10 months.

Joyful isn't it?

And my creative, literature mindset is on roadblock apparently.

But I'm going to get that story done.

Lovely.

Dreams are Ours for Life

Well, my school holiday officially starts at 00:00 in the morning.

So...I have decided to write another short story for my delusive blog.

But it will take some time 'cause I have paintings to finish and dresses to design

within this '11 days of utter freedom'.

But I love what I do. I really do.

Drawing. Painting. Designing. Composing. Photography-ing.

And some other activities I like to indulge in.

They all mean a lot to me and if someone comes up and say to me, right in the face,

"You're not cut out for it."

"You can't."

"Stop wasting your time."

"Go study."

"Stop being so childish."

Haha...I will really list them as 'dead' in my mental notebook.

And I can be very cruelly cold if I'm angry. Like seriously angry.

So what if I don't have the natural talent for something.

Does it mean I can't fall in love with it?

Or does it mean I should just keep quiet and listen to whatever people say

just because not everyone are born with the genius ability
to SUDDENLY know how to play an instrument?

 

Having dreams have no conditions.

They are ours to follow and pursue it as far and infinite as we like.

People can say what they think,

but they can never say what is right for you.

Only you know that...

because...

after all,

you grew up with yourself ever since the day you ever existed.

So you know yourself the best.

Logic? ^_^

Once its one, Two isn't that Far

Maybe grades don't matter too much that you'll have to give up your fun life for it but recently, I've just got back a few of my examination scores and I wasn't all too delighted about them. I mean, to my friends and all, they are pretty good but not the perfect scores that I desire so much. I'm not a perfectionist; my sister is. It didn't used to matter so much before but once I got a taste of the A+ scores some years ago nothing could ever caused me such simple pleasing. I'm afraid that if I continue this way. My balanced, good-natured self shall waver under pressure and I'll end up putting up a heavier guard towards my friends and my families. I don't want that to happen but it feels so...necessary, that I tend to forget things from time to times.

School Camp? Really?

For the first time in my life, I'm actually going to join a school camp.
Well, I am excited of course but then, I'm pretty anxious by the late. My aunt never lets me go any camping trips. This is the first since it's held in the school and the school is just right behind my home after all. I never thought of joining this camp but I thought..., why not? It'd help my independence.
But, I really, really can't imagine how I'm going to survive, away from my supplies and security. Most people would agree that I should go because if not, then I would really become some sort of pampered house-kept lady! Ugh...I feel a little sick.
The weather ain't very stable lately and its continued to catch me off guard. Sigh~
My glucose shooting low too; appetite not working so well. I'm dazing and sleepy.