Oh,Life..

It's 2 in the morning and i'm still wide awake.

It's been a long time since i blog, and i actually enjoy reading blogs than maintaining one myself. Well u know what i mean. One of my friends tweeted that he felt like having a blog without maintaining it.

Anyway, I've been thinking to blog more. Since the latest event in Raffles proves that social networking are no longer safe (ditto).. Hence, from today onwards I'll just tweet and blog. And I would surely decrease my posts in facebook. Because u'd never know what happened in social networks, and who's too kepo to read ur posts and shout it to evryone else.

Well, question of the day:

Who is kepo-er, the people using or the social networking itself?

I'll just leave it be for now, while i go grab my beauty sleep and try having my eyes opened for another 4 hours tomorrow in Mr.X's class which is soooo boring.

L.O.V.E

Have just read my friend's blog, twitter, facebook, chatting and doing some random things when i suddenly realize something:

Seems that there are many heartbroken people out there.

Well, i would not say that I am not one amongst those thousands. In fact, I may be very well aware of what it means, being heartbroken, that is.

Rewind everything, please..

Have you guys ever stay up late at night, with no one but the treasured laptop in front of you, when it all sounds so quiet and you guys felt cocooned by the silence?

Time sometimes fall so softly that we rarely take notice of it, and when you are back into your system, it's 4 in the morning. Times spent when you are imagining things,taking a short nap, and when you realize that you had spent time aimlessly, all you wanted to do is to rewind everything.

I would not judge, nor would I slander. All I would like to do when faced upon this I-wanna-rewind-my-days-but-cannot, is to say goodbye to it. But o boy, how hard it is to say goodbye.

I just have hopes that I would learn from mistakes and try remembering them for my next chapter of life.

Memories

Yesterday, as I flip thru my old pics, from high school, up to the ones in my elementary( weird how that one is still there), i felt as if I was reading a journal of my own life. Weird as it is, but I believe that human's memories is one of the most precious and complex thing in this world(other than the relationships betweeen boys n girls, of course).

Our brain consist of every memories in our life. One from schools, families, boyfriends/girlfriends,and even our everyday lifes. Every single movement is recorded, and with helps of technology, those memories are made into hard copies in photos or videos.
Unwanted memories, however bad it is, cannot be thrown by just a delete button in our computer. I always hear the saying that time will heal, such that it become a cliche to me. Not just once, I often found myself in a bad situations where i really hope i could disappear. But then, in the end, I brave myself, and give it all so that whenever the memories evoke, I can smile and make it a lesson. Although it still hurts me, I try to make those bad memories be ones that I won't regret of having.

I sometimes wonder, when all of our memories taken from human, what's left of us?

Word of courage

well..
What i'd like to write today is abt the word of courage.
Today i face a difficult situation.
I want to say things that should have been said one years ago.
I never gain enough courage to say it.
But then,, one of my friends give me courage by saying that:
Loren, you are special, you shine in everythin you do and say.
And so, i gain enough courage to say it..And cowardly i close the window bar and pretend(like what my teacher said) to be invisible.
Duh.
At least i gain the courage.

Oh boys...

I wanna talk about boys.
They used to be chauvinist and we, girls, used to be slaves.
In Greece, women's sculptures(kore) are all clothed because they thought that women are useless except as a reproduction machine. how ironic!
In Egypt, queens are drawn smaller because they're less significant than the kings-pharaohs. how ironic!
In China, baby girls are mostly abandoned(used to) or sold because they're less useful than baby boys.how ironic!
In Japan, princesses are worthless(used to) except as political weapon, because again, they're not as useful as princes.
In India, wives are traded because they're not considered wives( so i heard, correct me if i'm wrong) .how ironic!

and now..
In all over the world..
Men are confused by women
Men are troubled because of women
Men lose because of women
Men cry because of women
Men are hurt because of women
how ironic...

Is men troubled by women is the doing of their ancestors?

Well, there're more simple things that I can give explanation. But for this one, my friends. I have absolutely no idea.I can give you answers, though of questions like where to eat one of the cheapest meal in singapore.Or things like where to find extraordinary lightings, bathroom equipments, etc.

That's all that I can say. But for me, I always think that boys could be very smart-or that smart head can lead to dumbness. Boys, oh Boys.. We're weirdos for u and u are freaks for us.

Ciao..

I'm free as the...unused wardrobe bside me?

This is just the first week of my term, and I have been choking my brain with all those shitty youtube drama. Sweet. What a nice way to kill boredom.

When a design student is given a holiday-apparently a long one, for the first week she'll savour it. Then on to the second week, she'll try to do sth presumably smart according to her- such as books that are thick enough to be used as pillows, or just as simple as doodling around without doing anything. And third week, although it is the beginning of new term, instead of getting busy getting used to new design programs or roaming around Singapore to finish off her assg, she'll start commiting a suicide by overdosing herself with youtube. Life is so sweet.

Anyway, without anything much to do, hopefully everyone will have a merry chinese new year, the one with big fat angpao to share with friends, or maybe just a nice and quiet night in reservoirs with loved ones will do just as good.

Cheers, evryone!