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| my lil bro (cutie winny) sorta motivated me to start xanga again after leaving xanga untouched for a year.... almost... anyway... i joined FITNESS FIRST today.. i still dunno... quite scared i aint motivated to go ..then i'll b wasting my MONEY ! wats the point? gosh... 65 bucks per month... crazie... oooooo... well ... i dunno ... see how it goes...pretty nice .. dinner wif my gals dar n tik n cutie winny !! umm... i must start working hard cos i have deferred ar !! very sad but my fault la ! so cannot really complain ! | | |
| Party World was fabulous, “sing K” was to release our inner stress, loads of fun with Peri, Daphne, Candy, Josh, Calvin n not to miss our BEiJiNG IDOL, Jonathan.
Hurray… We got back our exam result yesterday, it was a nice piece, but I still have to work harder for the coming Debate, worth 50%, you know, I’m dyslexic in mandarin… gosh… wo de zhong wen shui ping hen di…
Something upset, because I think I have blurted out something to Kelvin, which made others think I’m an arrogant bitch, sorry I didn’t mean the way you took it. Right, Peter got angry at me, you reckon? Hope not…
Well… I guess the weather here sucks, everyone is sick as dead, no one has “energy” to go out , so we are stuck in Hua Jia Di, X’mas is coming up, yeh planning to have a house party with the course mates here, but y’know they are not that “crazie” like me, I gotta boost them up! | | |
| a,o,e,i,u,u,er... ...ai, ei, ou...totally tongue twisted... imagine pronoucing all these sounds for bloody 3 hours everyday with no clues what they are....anyway i've been doing this for about 2 weeks ... yes duh.... its PUTONGHUA... like it? Its okay... i just cant wait the day till i can speak fluently. I am strongly convinced that its importance is becoming more recongised, and so as Chinese, I should be able to speak it well too... its just too shameful when you see a "gweilo" flowing a mouthful of "fluent almost native" mandarin in front of you... life in BEijing is getting better... but I gotta party hard ... yeh soon the weekend is not far... feel the groove ... shake the arse ... | | |
| Counting down the days remaining in Beijing, I still have exactly FOUR more weeks to go. Seemingly, things are great, not fabulous but remember, “All that glitters is not gold”. I have met heaps of nice people here; they are easy going and fun to be with. I can’t resist laughing at their jokes, well if you call them “jokes”. Sometimes, life is just like a game and I’m the player or more like a match and I’m a competitor. Either way, I learn to observe different aspects of life. Certainly, some are good and some are bad, but the outcome doesn’t matter. What really matters is what I have acquired during the whole process and become who I am today. Why do I care so much about how people perceive “me”? I guess it could be lack of confidence. Yes, everyone adores perfectionism, but could that be possible with the changing patterns of life?
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| Give me strength to strive for the last 4 weeks in Beijing!!! I’m completely wrecked; no energy to do anything, fallin’, fallin’, fallin’… my body is all fatigue.
What a day messing with my health? Having spent more than 3 hours in the open temple, Tintan wandering around, I’m now left with nothing, but a deal body lying in bed. I could feel the heat in me yet the coldness from outside. It was a gruelling long ride from Tintan back to Hua Jia Di; I almost collapsed in the toilet. I’m just too light-headed to move, let alone think. Thank you, Peri; you are my goddess in Beijing, thanks so much for being here for me… Yes, Daphne… you too … thanks a lot… you are such a wonderful roommate… you make me happy all the time. I’m exhausted, I’m totally drained… but don’t worry, the bubbly “me” is invincible…
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