Archive for September, 2009

Kimchi Woes

25 September 2009

i really feel like dying right now, feel like dying and even singing won’t help (unless it is in korean)

first of all i was feeling rather zzz yesteryesterday because this group member didn’t agree with ALL of my suggestions and we ended up with his idea (must i also add that is it extremely dry and boring and above all difficult to put into korean words, much less MEMORISE it)

but then i thought okay fine forget it i don’t have any energy to think anymore let’s just get this over and done with plus i can always have fun with the graphics in the powerpoint slides that would add depth to our presentation’s interest value

and then today after a good ten million hours of doing my excruciating part, my other groupmate told me that he has dropped out of korean

WHAT A BOMBSHELL

because i never thought dropping a module at this stage would be possible (korean at that!) and also i didn’t think that he would seriously drop korean (like just talk only) moreover our presentation is just next week

now we’re stuck with this unappealing topic

i just want to die right now really womagawd…

Larger Than Life

24 September 2009


it’s such a beautiful day!

after it rained this morning the weather was as cool as cucumber, and when the clouds cleared further there was good ol’ lovely sunshine! not anything like the sun that beats down into your skin, and no sign of the usual muggy and stifling sticky heat
today is all clear, crisp and azure – ALL ABOUT RENEWAL AND CALM
very beautiful indeed (nice one there, God)

good weather bides good moods (if only it is like this every day…)

the ideal Perfection of today would be that of reading a book on a rooftop somewhere, with a nice big glass of orange juice, with awesome music to boot please

but it is tragically apparent that we do lack the luxury of Time

still, have a great day!

I Will

21 September 2009

it’s funny how if you say, one cannot always get what he/she wants in life – deal with it

and how dealing with it points to coping with the preexisting state and context,

but then again it also means fighting out the conflict, the way one thinks it should be dealt with

so, that is i believe where you are wrong

and there is comfort in the sound

15 September 2009

dear friends
if you have received some stupid email from me titled “Fotos somethingsomethingordunowhat” please do ignore and delete it as soon as you see it i have an extremely ominous feeling that it is a virus
and also of course, you know i do not spell ‘photos’ as ‘fotos’

sigh

on another note, lately i’ve been spending quality time (x2) with my television – Fullmetal Alchemist, Monster, the 9oclock cantonese show, Honey and Clover, Jon and Kate Plus 8 (bahh), Little Britain, The Office, 30 Rock and of course everything korean etctecetc
tonight i had a pleasant surprise – SCRUBS (SEASON 8)!!! : D

it’s been long, and this episode of Scrubs came along with Death Cab For Cutie in the soundtrack what a bonus!
okay fine nothing much to rave about but yes that is just about the highlight of my very mundane (albeit intensely packed) monday besides buying Collon (you know, the biscuits) for only 95cents
anyhow tonight’s episode of Scrubs was about J.D. and Turk’s annual bro-mantic Steak Night

and how they skipped it to make a dying man’s last moments comfortable (they went to buy beer because the dying man wanted it and subsequently also bought condoms and a flare gun so they wouldn’t look like losers buying only a bottle of beer)
it was a bit sad, hilarious and most of all heartfelt

here’s to hoping that when we all come to our individual ends our last thoughts would also be that of happy ones : )

Current

6 September 2009

you sound different these days

like a chill to the bone that freezes and thaws, and becomes lesser
and narrower, again and again freeze and thaw and freeze

mouth agape emanating a silent scream that evolves into the convulsive, clutching and gasping and arresting yet still unheard

so alien

this

then again maybe it is me who has departed, and gone away