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4.26.2003
12.15.2002
Sleigh Ride
Whenever I listen to the radio these days, it's full of christmas tunes, ranging from traditional orchestral and choir setting, to the contemporary N'Sync and Brtiney Spears. They keep on reminding you how Christmas is the time of year for celebration and loving one another. It's definitely the opposite for me for the last 5 years. Celebration? Nah. I remembered that these years I was just siting in front of the desk and doing nothing on Christmas Day. How cheerful can that be?
Christmas just reminds me of the days when I had parties with my cousins and relatives. Here, I just spend this so called wonderful time of year with my family. No parties for me at all. I guess people that I know don't like having parties.
Seasons like these reinforce the idea that human relationships are so fragile. For one minute, two people can be so close with each other. The next minute, they become complete strangers. The only stable relationship in my life right now is probably my mom. Thanks, mom!
I am glad that I can temporarily leave this place and spend the 2002 Christmas in Hong Kong. Enjoy the sleigh ride!
Whenever I listen to the radio these days, it's full of christmas tunes, ranging from traditional orchestral and choir setting, to the contemporary N'Sync and Brtiney Spears. They keep on reminding you how Christmas is the time of year for celebration and loving one another. It's definitely the opposite for me for the last 5 years. Celebration? Nah. I remembered that these years I was just siting in front of the desk and doing nothing on Christmas Day. How cheerful can that be?
Christmas just reminds me of the days when I had parties with my cousins and relatives. Here, I just spend this so called wonderful time of year with my family. No parties for me at all. I guess people that I know don't like having parties.
Seasons like these reinforce the idea that human relationships are so fragile. For one minute, two people can be so close with each other. The next minute, they become complete strangers. The only stable relationship in my life right now is probably my mom. Thanks, mom!
I am glad that I can temporarily leave this place and spend the 2002 Christmas in Hong Kong. Enjoy the sleigh ride!
12.13.2002
Walking on the cloud
The 3 hour management exam was dreadful. When I was writing the exam, the blue pen actually ran out of ink, that's how horrible it was. Worst of all, I had to refrain from going to the washroom because a 3-minute washroom trip can cost me one essay.
And by the way, this was what I covered during the last 30 minutes of the exam: 2 case anaylsis each worth 25 marks and 2 current events each worth 15 marks.....poor time management....
After the exam, I can't even walk in straight lines and my throat and head are hurting me...please, I don't wanna get sick, not again.
The 3 hour management exam was dreadful. When I was writing the exam, the blue pen actually ran out of ink, that's how horrible it was. Worst of all, I had to refrain from going to the washroom because a 3-minute washroom trip can cost me one essay.
And by the way, this was what I covered during the last 30 minutes of the exam: 2 case anaylsis each worth 25 marks and 2 current events each worth 15 marks.....poor time management....
After the exam, I can't even walk in straight lines and my throat and head are hurting me...please, I don't wanna get sick, not again.
11.13.2002
Illusion
I was waiting for the bus at school when I saw the moon disappearing on me. And I soon realize that it's just the cloud blocking it, how scary. I must be going crazy at that moment. In about 39 hours, I will return back to normal again, and I hope that crazy thoughts won't be surrounding me anymore.
I was waiting for the bus at school when I saw the moon disappearing on me. And I soon realize that it's just the cloud blocking it, how scary. I must be going crazy at that moment. In about 39 hours, I will return back to normal again, and I hope that crazy thoughts won't be surrounding me anymore.
11.12.2002
Continuation
7:34 am.....First thing I heard on my way to school is Glenn Gould's version of J.S.Bach's Italian Concerto, Presto Movement. Ah, which reminds me, it's already the three months anniversary of my "success". Nice. I haven't touched the black and white keys for exactly three months now, I don't know when I will pick it up again. Once again, proves that I am pretty much pathetic.
Calculus keeps on haunting me. I thought that I will not see any more limits again yet here it comes. Reminds me of Mr.Pienkowski and the unforgettable calculus class. Must not dwell on the past....
7:34 am.....First thing I heard on my way to school is Glenn Gould's version of J.S.Bach's Italian Concerto, Presto Movement. Ah, which reminds me, it's already the three months anniversary of my "success". Nice. I haven't touched the black and white keys for exactly three months now, I don't know when I will pick it up again. Once again, proves that I am pretty much pathetic.
Calculus keeps on haunting me. I thought that I will not see any more limits again yet here it comes. Reminds me of Mr.Pienkowski and the unforgettable calculus class. Must not dwell on the past....
11.11.2002
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It's not even Friday the 13th
I honestly don't know what has gotten to me these days. I keep having these weird and impossible thoughts in my head about certain things. Worst of all, they keep haunting me by making their "guest appearance" in my dreams. The moment I wake up I feel awkward.
Let me be honest to myself, which I always have been. I am pretty much pathetic and there's no cure for it. I find that my over flooding of emotions are detrimental to my health and I have been trying many years to tough up and be strong and it only improves by like 0.001%. 0.001% is better than nothing though.
I agree that it must be a gift from God. Maybe it's what he wants me to possess so from now on I will not force myself. Well, I guess what I would do instead is to simply suppress these thoughts. From this moment on, stop having these false hopes and stop that particular dream. Hopefully it'll work....
I'll always remember the priest from San Antonio, Texas. He said that if it belongs to you, it'll be yours and it will arrive someday. Happy 20th birthday to me.....
I honestly don't know what has gotten to me these days. I keep having these weird and impossible thoughts in my head about certain things. Worst of all, they keep haunting me by making their "guest appearance" in my dreams. The moment I wake up I feel awkward.
Let me be honest to myself, which I always have been. I am pretty much pathetic and there's no cure for it. I find that my over flooding of emotions are detrimental to my health and I have been trying many years to tough up and be strong and it only improves by like 0.001%. 0.001% is better than nothing though.
I agree that it must be a gift from God. Maybe it's what he wants me to possess so from now on I will not force myself. Well, I guess what I would do instead is to simply suppress these thoughts. From this moment on, stop having these false hopes and stop that particular dream. Hopefully it'll work....
I'll always remember the priest from San Antonio, Texas. He said that if it belongs to you, it'll be yours and it will arrive someday. Happy 20th birthday to me.....
