September 2011
1 post
this is me, fighting back
well, i am back! and back with a vengeance indeed. When someone told me that there was a possibility that i needed an outlet to express myself, i admitted that i did. He suggested knitting or just playing a sport but i was sure that writing was the way for me to do so. However, my level of english leaves me corrected very often by people that think they are better than me. Okay you’re better...
August 2011
3 posts
why can't parents be machines?
i think asking to turn back time would be too much to ask for so all i ask for is for time to stop so i can take more pictures, talk to you more and just spend more time holding your hand. i’m not sure i can handle the stress of this if it progresses further. Which i know it will, in due time.
After deleting my draft several times and rewriting, i have found nothing to write. i don’t want to write something specific yet i don’t want to write everything like it is a rant. Amongst the pile of new notes and readings that are not going to punch holes on itself and march to my folders, school every other day and a new job that is oddly satisfying despite the fact that i have to...
Someone solve my problems, please
July 2011
4 posts
I’m back and ready to rumble. it doesn’t matter where i am at, i will rumble. Let me give an example, i need to rumble in the gym.
Congratulations to the Greek Man
On the afternoon that i was leaving london to come home, i bumped into the greek man. He was smiling and walked briskly towards me. I thought him a word once when he wanted to warn me abou the dangers of the world : ” Be careful” and he used it all the time to warn me. I think he was worried about me but i was worried about him. His job hunt had been unsuccessful the past few days...
The Greek man that made me cry
the title alones makes one feel like i might have been attacked in London. Contrary to that, i have been touched by the life story of a greek man in my hostel. While listening to his story, i could not help but cry and smile at the same time.
You could tell that age and the weather has not been to kind to him. Wrinkles gathered around his tanned face and just from his clothes, you could smell...
in mannheim nowadays, i spend most of my mornings with swollen eyes because i spent the whole night crying. i want to go home. i really do
June 2011
5 posts
LOL
…this year my Grandma was calling me for my birthday on my dutch phone and my mailbox started in english
6:34 AM
she didn’t realize, so she tried to have a conversation with my english mailbox
6:35 AM
it was so hilarious… and she only speaks about 30 words of english
after watching Valentines day, is it valid to say that love is but a myth? In the end, i just cried at the happy endings, not because i was crying tears of joy but because of the fact that i have a great fear that i might never know what those happy endings are like.
On the other hand, florists really do make a hell load of money during V day. The business student in me is embracing this very...
May 2011
11 posts
some of you may know that i went thru hell this weekend. Literally, i went past my limits and this time, i don’t think that there is any other way to beat this episode of terror. I am still very much shaken and yet, as hard as i try, i can’t seem to cry it out. In fact, tears have not even welled up in my eyes. i wonder what is wrong with me. On the other hand, i am thankful for...
being rolled into a mess of politics. i am very unwilling to participate in this.
i’m living in my own world. Everyone there likes me. <3
Thanks Nils
ICC@M
i am in a state of panic. I just got back from maastricht yesterday and i’m starting to worry that i am forgetting what i saw there. so i have to jot down everything fast so i can write it down in my journal when i have the time. I have the time now but i’m in a state of panic now so i don’t think that counts.
first day: tour around Maatricht with our team, TEAM TOM. Loved the...
quitting is easy. you just need some getting used to. simple.
on many occasions in my life, i wanted to let it go. Completely. It seems like the time is right. i have dried out my excuse bank. Quitting is only as difficult as i want it to be. if you are my friend you won’t offer me or remind me. If you do, thats the end of our friendship. if you as much as discourage, mock, do not have faith(just the slightest) in me, i will let you go. it don’t...
April 2011
10 posts
Why take it out on me?
Greece, santorini
Narrow streets, friendly drivers who are willing to pick up 3 homeless looking students and a mouthful of clouds. Not much sunshine as we planned but as long as it doesn’t rain like it did in Mykonos, I can’t be happier. Feta cheese out of a barrel, black sand and cheap drinks. This place has a lot of potential if we were with the right people. Enough about the place, I’m doing...
fuck this shit. i’m so over being upset that i’m gonna go home soon. SPRING BREAK BABY. and livin’ it up wherever i go. I LOVE THIS PLACE.
i am not a person who likes to decide. having made numerous mistakes in decisions, i prefer being told what to do. Don’t ask me if i want to go out, tell me i’m going out.
can someone lend me a gun?
i want to shoot myself in the knees so that i have every reason to not run and grow fat. tyvm
3 pretzels, half a pizza and a huge plate of greek salad.
a terrible start to the monday morning. woke up late and didn’t get to run. Vei told me via twitter he is going to china for GIP before i get back. i hate you vei. i hate you. so upset, i’m not sure whether to cry or punch him when i see him.
March 2011
75 posts
i can’t help but laugh loudly (like a horse i would imagine, bahahahahahahaha) when i see the screenshots i have. Wonder where all those times went. COME BACK. NAO.
i just lost an hour of my youth in Germ. Daylight saving is confusing and thank god for the iPhone. Well, the date today is 27 March 2011 and i feel that i have so little time left here. Part of me just refuses to admit that i will be home real soon. So to make up for it, i’m gonna party harder and live it up while i’m here or wherever part of europe i will be in.
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sg people, i’m going AWOL on my phone. Email/skype me if you are trying to contact me.
i have been weighing out my options with a new friend. where should i go from here? i can say that i know what i want/don’t want from my past experiences. However, this can’t be said the same for anyone else. it might be too much for me to handle in the LR. in fact, on a SR basis, i already feel asphyxiated. a phase or a permanent character trait? to put it simply, i am just another...
a buzzed post. it is much harder to post than i thought. and i have to get up in 4 hours. also, the girls won flip cup 3 times with me as the last. thanks valeri for the tip on the follow up. i’m now the girl that drinks the fastest and also the last asian standing. awww. i have all the vocab i need here. “binge drinking” and how to order up to 20 beers. HELLO. WE RULED AT BEER...
buddy holiday
how not to be excited for june?
london, dublin,stockholm,gothenburg
i have an unhealthy obsession with loud noises. if its not loud enough, i wouldn’t bother but at the same time it is prolly my best of all my senses. My eyes are blind and my sense of smell is non existent. my hands are like the hands of a samsui woman who managed to live through hard life. at 8 years old, i recall running to my mom’s window whenever i heard my harley neighbours start...
the first
and also the toughest. I thought it would be easier for him to read it in chinese. Also i wanted to make sure that the language was not lost on me. I can say i gave back about 60% to my teachers.emotionally, it was a struggle. the crying alone was quite enough for me. Since most of you who do check this are either eat potato or muslim, no harm posting this memory. disclaimer: jy you are not one of...
there is a mysterious case of ups and downs, hot and colds.
I’m not sure what i did wrong and i’m too proud to ask.