Moved.

RELINK, MUFFINS.

Http://chxxlyn.wordpress.com!!!

This site won't be deleted though, it contains so much memories :)

Not someone else'

Just two more days. You can do it.

Sometimes we forget who we ourselves are, because we stare and covet so long at others, that we forgot those qualities, those uniqueness, those gift we have inside ourselves.

It's funny isin't it? We see what others have and we want it. But think again, we too have possessions in us that others may want too.

Why covet? Why envy? Everybody is equal. If you're smart, you're probably average-looking. If you're pretty, you're probably not the study type. If you're both smart and pretty, then you probably have a lousy character and attitude.

It's not what's outside that matters. This is cliche, but it's really not.

Our bodies are only temporary, but our souls are eternity.

Sorry Cherlyn Hoo, i've neglected you.

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I was taking a respite just now, and i went to my post page and saw i had a lot of draft stored. I opened all up and read through once again, and i realised that even now, i could relate so much to what i've written in the past.

I tried to delete them instead. Bad memories shouldn't be stored, but i can't do that. No matter how hard i force myself to. Some things happen for a reason. And when things like that are inflicted on you, you just can't forget them. Instead you will keep reminding yourself the problems and do your very best to avoid them happening the second time.

I really want to clear all the bad memories and starve those negative thoughts, until they all die out. But i tried and tried. And in the end they still came back.

I give up. If they're meant to be in me, let it be.

This is life. You never know what happens next.

You are unique.

oh God i'm super stressed right now. I keep thinking "i think i'll just read through the rest after this chapter" but i just keep on forcing myself to memorise and i'm only at chapter 8. (i study from back to forth) There are 3 SETS of notes for chapter 8 please and when i flip through those pages i almost fainted. I can't even read through, the whole 3 sets are all about memorising.

I seriously don't know if i can pull through this, I want time to past slower. As slow as possible, so that the sky won't turn dark so quickly.

I just wanna finish this freaky chapter 8. I hope i have photographic memory, (hey wait, i have it, just not the film xD) Ok i'm surprised i could still joke.

I HATE STUDYING.

If only i could live a life that allows me to enjoy myself 24/7 until the moment i die. :(


Can you believe it? I am going to finish that stack of notes. It's thicker than you imagine.

Anyway watch those videos below, Sophia is sooooo adorable!

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LOL YOU HAVE TO WATCH THIS HAHAHAAHA !!!!!


http://mugglesam.com/Mugglesam/Welcome.html
http://artgirlsophia.blogspot.com/

Sucha sweet lil girl.

It was reflexed, I couldn't control.

I guess i was all so wrong about being strong.

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This makes me want to laugh.

Chapter 15. What is a Hormone?

It is a chemical substance produced by a gland, carried by the blood, which alters the activities of one or more specific target organs and is then destroyed in the liver and excreted by the kidney.

Ha - Ha - Ha.

Even the definition in the dictionary is shorter.

15 chapters in 2 days. Let's celebrate (:

Just for laughters. >>

The greatest pleasure in life is doing what people say you cannot do.

Everybody wants to go to heaven; but nobody wants to die.

Worst excuse for not turning in homework: I couldn't find anyone to copy it from.

What do you mean, my birth certificate expired?

Everyone has photographic memory; some just don't have the film.

Always remember you're unique, just like everyone else.(LOVE THIS ONE)

There is a fine line between fishing and just standing on the shore like an idiot.

The road to success is always under construction.

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Panacea.

The damage is done and there's nothing much she could do about it.
Just other things to cover them up, eventually.

Things like these are just inevitably irreversible.
If she had a choice to live her life again right from the start, she would probably go the same way.

I think i ain't sane.

Argh such posts ain't supposed to be here anyway, they're all spammed in my livejournal. I don't really lock them though, go if you want to. You're just bore your souls out there.

I am not abandoning centurylove

（不像我对嗎? ）

I like my hair a lot now. Better than the long one previously.. (i still like long hair though!)
Not my bangs though.. i wanna let it grow so i can put it side ways.

Anyway.. seldom update nowadays cause of the alternative... hehe Feel much secure there cause not much people read it i guess?

I'll still update here, esp. when i have pictures!

Life now is all about studying..........

Bye, for now!

愛

Random stuffs.

I don't know how many days ago was this, but it was raining real heavily, so i used an umbrella.
And in class.. when i was opening the umbrella to let it dry on the floor, Nuri walked pass.

HAHAHA sorry!!!!! Nuri gave me the (-_-) *thanks for that* look.

m(_ _)m ゴメンナサイ Gomenasai!

Looked like Umbrella Sales huh? The umbrellas are all one-colored, except for one.........



Hmm this was when i was clearing my inbox and randomly saw this, 666 messages.

Oh btw,
i want my room to look like this..



So pretty.

Initial, 13th book.

Falling a thousand miles down.
I don't wanna be alone.. i'm scared. :'(

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13th?
Damaged by Cathy Glass.
Cathy Glass, being a foster carer, had fostered a lot of troubled, disturbed kids and had written books about them. One of them was Cut, and now i'm reading Damaged.

Her books are really nice.

Damaged.

Drained.

23april09.
I have a complete family.
I have nice and true friends.
I have a sweet and caring boyfriend.
I am not a bimbo.
I am fully healthy and good.
I don't have any illness neither am i physically or mentally disabled.
So what's there in my life to feel bad about?
Even if there is, it's not permanent is it?

After i thought through this, i finally realised how great my life is.
I should stop envying and complaining, yes? :)
I'm sure i have a life a lot of people out there's coveting.

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Under the scorching sun, we had to run.
And 2.4 was amazing, i hadn't run this well before in my entire, school life.
I maintained a constant speed throughout and seriously, at the 3rd round i thought i was going to faint. Such thing ain't meant for someone with a bad stamina like me, but i persevered on.

"It's the last round, come on!!!"

My breathing momentum got haywired and when i reached the finish line, seriously, i heard myself thank God.

During chem when i heard that i got 20.5/25 for chem my face literally turned from -_- to

So anyway, I was so hot and sticky but still had to persevere the assembly after school that ended at 3pm?

Whilst walking to the bus-stop, i suddenly found out that my bio notes were in class, and there's bio test tomorrow. To hell, i knew i wouldn't turn back and take it, so goodbye to bio.

By the time i reached bedok inter my face was like : x_x

And..... i still had to climb that stupid "hill" to reach my house.

When i was bathing i swear i saw the bathroom move.

So now that i'm full, settled, and calm, well at the same time trying not to fall asleep, hello to that pile of math hw beside me.

Sometimes i'm amazed by my own incessant energy.

Omg im so tired now when i read what i typed again i realised nothing is making sense, or is it just me? Gosh i really really need at least an hour of shut-eye.

So it's like this.

I wake up everyday at around 6 and wash up, usually i brush my teeth first, then to the facial foam. So after i change into my uniform i tie my hair and stone for at least 5-10 minutes before carrying my what seems like 10 kg bag down to the living room. I'll wear my shoes and for whatever reasons sometimes i'll wash my hands, for nothing, well. Then i'll leave the house, look at my watch, and start walking.

So it's all about studying and copying down homeworks, doodling on my foolscap papers, looking like a zombie with my eyes stuck to the wall clock. Then the school bell rings and i get a whole new look of euphoric excitement before remembering that oh, there's still tuition. So i'll pack up, drag myself out of class and off to the bus-stop.

But on lucky days i am free. FREE. I have NO obstacles ahead, it's just about FREE TIME and ME. On days like this i always end up sedentaring in my room and as i watch the sunsets, with my pen and homework right infront of me.

So you see, in the end the difference ain't much.

Then it's bedtime at 10+. If possible, 9. Why so early? Because it's probably the most exciting thing i could do in my day, as i lay on the comfy comforter and hide myself under the 2 layers of blanky with my head faced down sniffling my pillow, i drift into dreamland, on busy days, almost instantaneously.

And after what seems like 5 minutes everything repeats itself.

So you see, this is what i have been practically doing everyday.
And someone please tell me my life is great. I can't seem to tell myself that.

Oh - so have i told you about my daily life?