Back to my life of cutting colorful papers

I think that colorful papers and foams make my day. In case you guys are wondering, Jeremy is a guitar freak, so I made lots and lots of little guitars to make him a happier boy. Oh no, he's 18 and he's going to be a suave young man like his brother Jeffrey. HAHAHA inside joke and no pun intended. Byebye!

I had a Bad Ceramics Day

What's with this black strap of thing? Something's wrong with my editing =/ Apologies for all the typo errors and grammar mistakes, who cares!







Seems like I have to check properly everytime I save the image again. Besides Im using only Powerpoint. My laptop ( Yes we just got ourselved the smallest notebook in the world!!) doesnt' have the program!



p/s: Thanks a lot Shalene!!! You're the only one who is actually answering to my question!!! Thank you so much!

Woohoo!

Hi folks! I am a happy and angry and sad girl. Don't you think that emotions are actually confusing and all mixed up at the same time?

Haha yeah, that's exactly what I've realised these few days.

Feel like deleting this blog. Like seriously. I'm placing my attention on other things, but I'm afraid I will get lost in touch with my friends??

SIGH. HELP ME! Goodnight World! I wanna sleep like a cow now!

Dilemma again

The weather looked and felt amazingly good and promising these two days. It made my hair a good hair day and of course I love it. Strong wind that has not touched my face for a very long time, but I know it ain't a good premonition. The Earth is changing human beings, and so do I. Or maybe from the very start, the Earth is already sick and giving out gradual warnings. And so do I?


Somehow, I've been approaching a lot of people in school. Or can I say a lot of people approached me? I'm always the same, laughed out my lungs for every lamest joke the gang could give me, striked the deepest pain every moroseness life could give me...


These two afternoons, I thought I was alive and kicking. BUT Angela caught my problem redhanded and I realised it, all of a suddent, and had been reflecting these few days since. Like what Johnston said, I have met my bottle's neck =/ SIGH


AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH, I guess it's alright. Let me think of a fresh new way again. All the new plans of the year, all the strong words and promises written down in my diary. I hope it will be good and fine and smooth. But life's about ebbs and flows, and I somehow have that bad and good intuition mixed up all together like a fruit punch juice. Confusing eh? I find them the same too.


Mr. Tay praised me a bit at the end of the day during anatomy class, and that made me feel a lot better. =) But for like only 3 minutes? I really wish to thank to the important people around me, but I have no idea how to pick up myself. So many buts, so many ands, so many uncertainties and insecurities. So many fears and doubts, that's how weird homo sapiens can be.


And something have to be changed here. The blog is half dead as nyawa nyawa ikan. Maybe a new approach for the theme. I don't like it this way at all.


Ok.. nvm. It's just another freaking boring entry of my silent ranting. I just feel like reading my Chicken Soup and waiting for my phone call now ( which will never ring tonight)... Good night people...

On Hiatus?

For pete's sake, I realised that I have not updated here for a very long time! Starting to grow mould to make yogurt here.

Honestly, don't really have the mood to update regularly here at this point of time. Sometimes I just feel like updating everyday, but not now.

And school has started back. I love it but somehow there's a weirdddddd feeling and environment. Some things change but some things remain the same... =/

Mimi ( and everyone else), read this!

This is an encouragement note for Mimi ( and everyone else).


Well, sometimes when I have really nothing to do ( and I really mean it), I will search tenladytoes at google.com. Yes can you believe that I am that hao lian bo la lian?!!! But I just wanna check out how does everyone think about our shoes.

And just last night, I found out something which was encouraging and touching as well.

Click here
And here...




And you'll know what I mean. Our effort is proven ;)

Thank you very much to darling Mimi. That pair of shoes are painstakingly done by her bare hands and love.

2009 is here!!!

Oh bloody hell. Everytime when a year ends with a number 9, I'll know that I have leaped a decade. And god knows that I've not yet enjoyed my teenage life fully! But life's brief candle, and I'm now a 20, folks!!!!

20= getting older
20= getting fatter ( Girls's body condition start to decline at the age of 18, moreover to say 20!!!)
20= getting older and older and I can't find another reason

Haha!!! But fret not, I actually kinda look upon writing a whole new way of my age. Instead of 1, I will write 2 now!

20= maturity
20= girls' golden age
20= freedom??? ( I bet so =/ )
20= Lots of love in life!!!

Seriously, I am REALLY thinking in a postive way to this very new year. A year of the start of my 20th decade.

But don't you guys have the same feeling? Everytime you step into a new year or age, you don't seem to feel like you're one. I can't feel that I'm 20 right now ( deny the fact that I'm fat and lazy since born!!!), like I thought that I'm thinking in a mature way, but actually I'm not so afterall.

I will still laugh like a 5 year old ( innocent), or cackle like a 16 ( rebellious).

Or cried as loud as I could like a 3 year old, or weep quietly in the attic like I just lost my first love or the day when dad hit me, just like a 12.

And so, seriously ( again I am addicted to this word), I will only realise I am really 20 after half a year passes by, or even when 21 is reaching. There is always an inner child within, I will still need love like a 3 year old, I will still need encouragement and attention like a 12 year old, but I will learn to be mature like a 20 year old.

=) Life's so cool ya!

I've also found myself a good motto for this year. Every year I will find an inspiring one. For this year, I will always think that: ERNEST CULTIVATION YIELDS FRUITFUL HARVEST. Yalah I know it sounds so ah pek and over noble but I don't know why I just feel intelligent with this quote along. The words here seem so hard to me, but in Chinese it's an easy-to-understand idiom yet so hard to achieve. Yet yet yet, I believe I will learn more about it this very year.

For New Year's eve, I've decided to stay at home. I'm really addicted to my new home and room and sofa. I don't know why but I just love it. Maybe it's been so long since my family and I had had a proper house which I can call it a home. We're trying to be clean but I just love how the messy room makes a real big deal of the whole warming feeling for me.

I decided to finish practising the new piece called ' The Swan'. I've been hitting the piano for a few days and I told myself I got to finish it by tonight, so that I can called Jeffrey and played for him. This new year's eve I've been practically practising this piece over and over again for 4 hours.

I was so eager to call Jeff so that he could listen to the song I played. It's been so long since I've played a song to him.

But when I called at that split of second, crossing 2008 and 2009, damnitstupidkenasaiwahlaowehtakbolehtahanthe phone connection was lousy, and Jeff's was a bit drunk at the other side. =(

I played as melodious as I could. But I was too nervous and there's a lot of mistakes, sudden crescendos and shivering. PLUS the line just cut off when I was going to finish the song! damnitstupidkenasaiwahlaowehtakbolehtahan!

Zen my younger brother came into listen, but the elder brother Coco was yelling for him upstairs and he dashed away, right before I finished playing again.

So... sad to say... my new year first wish is kinda unfulfiled. To play the song to someone I love. Gosh what a stupid wish I've made. So far for all the practising. But I knew that Jeff and Zen were trying their best to listen to me =)

Well.... to think of another way, I've been playing the song for myself for umpteen times! I myself is someone I love! I felt so happy when I realised that!

At the end of the night, I wrote down two inspiring paragraphs into my diary. And I hope to share with you here.

Life isn't about keeping score. It's not about how many people call you and it's not about who you've dated, are dating or haven't dated at all. It isn't about who you've kissed, what sports you play, or which guy or girl likes you. It's not about your shoes of your hair or the color of your skin of where you live or go to school. In fact, it's not about grades, money, clothes, or colleges that accept you or not. Life isn't about if you have lots of friends, or if you are alone, and it's not about how accepted or unaccepted you are. Life just isn't about that.

But life is about who you love and who you hurt. It's about how you feel about yourself. It's about trust, happiness and compassion. It's about sticking up for your friends and replacing inner hate with love. Life is about avoiding jealousy, overcoming ignorance and building confidence. It's about what you say and what you mean. It's about seeing people for who they are and not what they have. Most of all, it is about choosing to use your life to touch someone else's in a way that could never have been achieved otherwise. These choices are what life's about.

- Chicken Soup for the Teenage Soul

If you've read all the bossy words I've written here, please tag me. I wanna say thank you for listening to me, at this very start of the new year.


And of course... Happy new year...