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Tuesday, November 30, 2010

12:12 AM

age is a rough gauge, i cant remember well.
When i was eight, having the eraser that could spin the longest was cool.
When i was nine, having a brother in upper pri was cool.
When i was ten, writing with a pen was cool.
When i was eleven, having membership clubs for your friends was cool. (i had hamtaro club ok)
When i was twelve, it was cool to be the oldest in school.
When i was thirteen, it wasnt that cool to be youngest ard in school again.
When i was fourteen, wearing ankle socks was cool.
When i was fifteen, using handphone in class was cool.
When i was sixteen,graduating from secondary school was cool.
Im seventeen now, i dont really know what's cool anynore. Maybe being happy is cool.


I blog but you don't have to understand.


Wednesday, November 24, 2010

6:27 PM

Once in a while
It's alright to feel lazy once in a while, and do absolutely nothing.
Also, once in a while,
it's alright to tell a white lie.
it's alright to think bad thoughts.
it's alright to be indulge in the glittery world.

But it's good to keep in mind that it's only alright if it's once in a while.
You see, why people differ,
is exactly because we all have a different perception of "a while"
A while may be a day for you, but may be a month for me, and a year for another.


I blog but you don't have to understand.


Monday, November 15, 2010

7:35 PM

I wonder if
you have any figure in your life
who has impacted you greatly?

That's the best epitome of a great (i wouldn't say teacher) but inspiring figure,
when the words he/she say left a print in your heart,
and one year later you still nod at her words as if it was just yesterday you heard it.

Impressive feeling.
Feels good too.

I have never really told her how much she has impacted me, but it doesn't really matter if she knows or not.
It's not really about meeting up and staying in contact and updating lives. All the overrated things people do nowadays in the name of keeping the relationship going. It really really doesn't matter. It's more about what you take away from the brief meeting with that someone in your life and what you continue bringing on as you walk the rest of the path of your life.

Yeap, I am thinking of Mok's words again.
Like about punctuality is a habit,
like bigger fishes in the sea,
like how teachers are expected to be comedians,
like how we are now a society that is attracted by the glittery falsity of the commercial world,
like how its so much that people can do for you, and the rest is up to yourself,
like if you don't even have textbook with you, how serious are you about studying.


Forget trying to figure them out, you wont't understand.
I'm just stating them out briefly so that I can look back and HMMMS.

My blog is never meant to be a two-way channel whereby I blog, attract your attention, you ask questions and I answer them. That's exactly how a social commercial site works, and the basis of why online advertising works.

My blog is not like that.
It's a one way channel. Where I blog, I understand, you read, you think. It's somewhere where I can blabber weird stuffs and not having people saying they are lame, because it really isn't stuff written for you, unlike when I speak to you, you can call me stupid,lame and lame,stupid. HAHAHAHAH. You can read it, but it's like reading a book written by an author who is dead. Just read, you may infer, but no questions asked. :)


I blog but you don't have to understand.


Sunday, November 14, 2010

3:46 AM

:o
Ten over one hundred times forty-six
Equals to
4.6
Round up gives
5

So little.


I blog but you don't have to understand.


Monday, November 08, 2010

12:37 PM


sigh, theyall studydamnhard.


I blog but you don't have to understand.


Thursday, November 04, 2010

10:14 PM

Ever felt like
different people see you so differently?


Like,
some people see you only at certain times, and just right, coincidence or luck or unlucky or whatever,
he just sees you always being around with guys and he concludes you are a fucking bitch.
you know he thinks it,
but you can't do anything about it because
there is no apparent misunderstanding,
just a mere judgement made in the heart of an acquaintance.

So insignificant,
yet it matters
to you.
Somewhat.

What to do?
Dismiss your thoughts about his thoughts about you,
and
life
goes
on.


I blog but you don't have to understand.


Wednesday, November 03, 2010

11:27 PM

17,18,19
Sometimes I feel I can't connect with people my age.
I cannot empathize with some of them when they feel they deserve something which they don't.
I cannot understand their definition of fun.

Sometimes I am ashamed of what people my age do.
Sometimes I am afraid of kids my own age.

Skinship, alcohol, cigarettes.

We are like wildbirds, and we fly across the road,

To get ice cream.
To catch a movie.

Vans, Sperry, Toms, Lee Cooper.


We look like each other.


I blog but you don't have to understand.




12:16 AM

And I question myself
What do I reallllyy want?

Oh my god.


It's driving me crazy,

how much I want it,
yet I'm terribly terrified of the commitment.

Everything is still in place, in plan.

Slacking may be fun, but it does not provide the immense feel of satisfaction like I get after a super stretching, PT, and training.

Sometimes I think everything is just in my head.
like in my head.
Sigh,


JUST GO ONLY.
after that concert.
One thing at a time okay, I'm just a small girl, cannot handle shit like this. fuck I don't want to be a small girl who can't handle shit.


JUST SAYING
:)
ARGHHH

Icecream don't make me that happy anymore.
It's chicken floss plus egg/ cheese pancake that makes me happy.
ooohh, as we grow...


I blog but you don't have to understand.



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Happy is a virtue :D
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