Monday, 6 December 2010

In need of energy.


I hate Mondays.

I'm always so laazy and unproductive and distracted.

Not good not good.

Sunday, 14 November 2010

I've GAWT to stop.


after 4 days of relaxing, it's time i get myself back into schoolmode, into workmode.

no. more. distractions.

so aim, you're outta my life again until thanksgiving.
i was right.
=__= i gotta stay away.

Thursday, 11 November 2010

reminisce


everytime, once it strikes around 12:30 am, i get into a little nostalgic mood. especially after reading E.B. White's Once More to the Lake.. oh. =_+

i miss summer and hong kong and those days of fun.

Sunday, 7 November 2010

Woooow guys.


It's been half a year since I've been on here.

I laugh at myself talking about being busy last year.
This weekend was my lazy weekend though. SAT Reasoning is over with (for the timebeing), and I need 2 more subject tests to take. Finals are coming up soon, and this time, I don't have xmas break to study over. Well I guess it's good for xmas break, but that also means I should start reviewing now..
When does this ever stop?

Saturday, 15 May 2010

...


since when did i stop looking forward to relaxing but instead to hurry up and finish my work so i can move on to something else..?

Friday, 14 May 2010

they don't know how to stop'm


wish i were unstoppable,

can i have my battery back, please? i gotta keep runnin runnin ruuunning.

Saturday, 8 May 2010

I hate being compared to




Yet I compare myself to other people so much. Hypocritical.


I don't know what I wanna hear. When I hear things like, comparing yourself to others will only trap you, I feel like maybe I am being too hard on myself and I should loosen up on the pressure. But at the same time, I feel like they don't believe in me; they don't believe that I can do better or just as well. And it kindof worsens the conditions, because that's ONE MORE PERSON for me to WANT to prove wrong.

I really hope I don't disappoint myself. I want to be able to go, "In your face."

Sometimes I wonder if my standards are my own, or of others.