Life seems getting too routine and dull.
Hate the winter weather in Adelaide, cloudy and too much rain....
Again, reach another plateau in my life, lost motivations and excitements.
Well...give me some time, I'll be fine.
Saturday 4 August 2012
Grrrr........
5th August 2012, 3nd week of last semester in Flinders.
Life seems getting too routine and dull.
Hate the winter weather in Adelaide, cloudy and too much rain....
Again, reach another plateau in my life, lost motivations and excitements.
Well...give me some time, I'll be fine.
Life seems getting too routine and dull.
Hate the winter weather in Adelaide, cloudy and too much rain....
Again, reach another plateau in my life, lost motivations and excitements.
Well...give me some time, I'll be fine.
Monday 12 December 2011
Monday 17 October 2011
Poem for tonight
Walk Slowly
By Adelaide Love
If you should go before me, dear, walk slowly
Down the ways of death, well-worn and wide,
For I would want to overtake you quickly
And seek the journey’s ending by your side.
I would be so forlorn not to descry you
Down some shining highroad when I came;
Walk slowly, dear, and often look behind you
And pause to hear if someone calls your name.
By Adelaide Love
If you should go before me, dear, walk slowly
Down the ways of death, well-worn and wide,
For I would want to overtake you quickly
And seek the journey’s ending by your side.
I would be so forlorn not to descry you
Down some shining highroad when I came;
Walk slowly, dear, and often look behind you
And pause to hear if someone calls your name.
Thursday 6 October 2011
The price of being a rebel...
No pain, no gain~
Freedom seems so important sometimes. Do whatever you want, say whatever you want, can be so tempting. However, people forget what they need to pay for that.
Everything all have a price. Worth it or not, that is a question.
Mary Crawley, Scarlett O'Hara, 三毛... all the women I admire are rebels. Somewhere inside, I want be like that as well. However, it seems like I'm as blind as everyone else.
Well, still...hope Mary and Matthew will be together eventually. Even rebels love romantic love story.
Freedom seems so important sometimes. Do whatever you want, say whatever you want, can be so tempting. However, people forget what they need to pay for that.
Everything all have a price. Worth it or not, that is a question.
Mary Crawley, Scarlett O'Hara, 三毛... all the women I admire are rebels. Somewhere inside, I want be like that as well. However, it seems like I'm as blind as everyone else.
Well, still...hope Mary and Matthew will be together eventually. Even rebels love romantic love story.
Friday 17 June 2011
complicated feelings....
Do I like him or not?
Honestly, I barely know him. He's just a friend of my friend.
Do I like him for who he is, or I just like the feeling to be liked?
I'm confused...
Maybe I just want someone to love me...that's it...
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Honestly, I barely know him. He's just a friend of my friend.
Do I like him for who he is, or I just like the feeling to be liked?
I'm confused...
Maybe I just want someone to love me...that's it...
Monday 11 April 2011
Happy Birthday to Me~xoxo
Today is my Birthday. 22 now.
Well, what else I can say.
There are lots of words I want to speak, however,
I don't know where to start.
Time waits for no one.
Next year I will be 23. Next 24, 25....30........40............
I will get old anyway, which I can't prevent.
However, I want realize my dreams and goals for myself.
I don't want waste my life.
22, Niu, enjoy then only year in which you are 22 years old.
Well, what else I can say.
There are lots of words I want to speak, however,
I don't know where to start.
Time waits for no one.
Next year I will be 23. Next 24, 25....30........40............
I will get old anyway, which I can't prevent.
However, I want realize my dreams and goals for myself.
I don't want waste my life.
22, Niu, enjoy then only year in which you are 22 years old.
Thursday 31 March 2011
One way or the other...
Sometimes, people say what they don't mean. Sometimes, too, they mean what they say, but they don't mean to say it in the way that they say it. Other people then respond badly. Then they say something that they don't really mean or, at least, they say it in a way that they don't mean to say it. The upshot of all this is a whole load of Grade A, export-quality confusion, woven with anger and wrapped in resentment.
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