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Monday, 27 October 2008

i really think human love to create illusions. self illusions.
LOL. human love to live in a world of fascinations and fantasy,
living in a dreamy dreamland of their own.
thinking of this dream girl of his, fantasizing that dream guy of hers.
isn't it always like that? human loveee to dream. :()
but.. it's not wrong to dream, maybe it brings hope, anticipation and drive for us. (:

yay yay yay. gonna go play badminton later! woohoo.
time to burn off fats again. (:
oh ya! yesterday my mother and grandmother commented that i eat alot. D:
do they mean that i'm fat?? argh...
okay lah, i know i am. but why they say till so obvious right. i no face y'know..
and when i always eat alot, i always in return exercise alot what..
hey people, IS IT WRONG TO EAT ALOT AND LOVE TO EAT?
who cares abt what they say.
I LOVEEEE TO EAT, and that's my freaking life yeah. :D

as long as i ensure i don't expand and be inflated like yeast when i eat alot,
which means i don't turn into a bombom, which also means i need to exercise regularly,
which i always do, and when i love exercising so much,
i seriously don't think there's a problem with me loving fooood so much. (;

but on a second thought, i might turn into a fatass one day.
i don't know why, but i think i might become a bombom in future.
ohno... this is so sad. should i eat lesser anot ah. but that will make my life miserable.
really, my life is terribly miserable without fooood. :$

oh Eileen! badminton!! ;D
faster plan faster plan. heh we go cycle/rollarblade also can okay! :D

okay i have to go coach my sis in her science.
pri sch still having exams... wah! talking abt her.
my mum is asking me to not go play badminton so that i can stay at home teach her.
crazy, yesterday call me don't eat so much if not later grow fat, make me so sad can.
then today i want go exercise you tell me don't go, make me sad again.
not she go crazy, is i go crazy can! don't let me eat, don't let me exercise.
i'll go mad if you don't let me eat and exercise.
aww... my mama nearly took my love away. tsktsktsk.
but you see, i have a brother. heeee.
so half half lah. i take morning shift, he take afternoon shift. vv fair ya.

study study study. :/ aiya.. sometimes singapore kids have no life.
our life revolves around stuyding and studying.
hahaha. here comes the discontentment of life..
which is why singaporean have high standard of living,
but sometimes quality of life is kinda low. am i right or wrong?
revising what we learnt during geog lesson lah. hahaha.
so some smarty tell me have i given the correct example here?

sigh, no life.. hahah less than a year to O'lvl, like the sec 4s now. :S so scary.

reminiscing the first time.


hungry@ 10:55 am