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Thursday, March 24, 2011

There's an invisible pressure when meeting the parents, not because they are scary, simply because sometimes you really dono wad to tell them when their kids are so good and you have nothing to comment, and sometimes when you talk to fast, you tend to hyperventilate, or even blank out and suddenly stop and dono what to say. it's not that i'm nervous. I face them with a normal attitude, be myself. No matter I seem to be childish or laugh alotor did not speak in a stern teacher-like manner, I don't care. I like myself to be like that. They are quite happy with what I told them. When they ask me how are they or how am I going to help them, sometimes my mind will be blank as I did not really think in depth how I should answer them. I hope they like the way I am..to be truthful and doing my very best I can for them.
Saturday, March 12, 2011

I am very sad because my translation software is giving me a lot of trouble...it's nt because i dono how to translate...now is the software problem..everyone is having a lot of problem on the software...guess i need to go back all the way to sim to do
Friday, March 04, 2011

These few days...i'm trying not to think too much and go on with my routine...

Although I seem to be normal...there's alot of stuff happening ard in the family...

according to hiearchy of needs...one must have basic need before they can max their potential...

i can't at all...because the house seems to be full of sadness everyday...

dad cough...spread to mum...cough and recovered...and few days later...start the virus again..and it goes on so routinely..

cough from morning til nite...moan from morning till nite...complain from morning till nite....quarrel from morning till nite...

i really couldn't take it anymore...what can i really do to stop all these...

i could either stay at home so as to nag them nag at me...or go out to take a break...

living in a house full of virus...and sadness...isn't easy...

what i can do...is to be normal...

she's in pain...what about me...my back pain...my heart pains too...

hope this kind of sorrow will gently drift further and further away from me...

I love bubble tea.
I love blue and white.
I love sports.
I'm a teacher and a volunteer too.
I sing till dawn,
I dance till dusk.
That's coz...
I want to live without regret.
And lead a meaningful life.
To prove to myself that
I have lived before