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Xinyi
15 going on 16
2nd March
NVP,MTS,KHS,Dunman High School


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Sunday, July 26, 2009//*


omg scrolling down, i realize that all my posts end with
"i should go study CSC!"
ahah which also means, that it's always in the midst of doing CSC that's really difficult that i stop to blog. LOL

7:27 PM



oh my... my blog's really dead.
no thoughts, like a sponge.
lecture, after lecture, after lecture.
learning, thinking, improving, failing, starting again, fine-tuning, practising, feeling worn out and hungry, smiling, working consistently. searching for something.
Michelangelo said he saw the angel in the marble and carved until he set him free.
in a way, he is the angel. because there was no angel, it was white calcium carbonate. but he saw it and he felt that he was trapped in it. and he carved it, painstakingly, chisel to marble. each angle, curvature, depth, strength applied. the face of his angel, eyes, nose, lips, shoulders...and his expression...LOL and meanwhile, what does the world think while he was working on his angel? people only saw the white soot littering his hair, with dirty fingernails, standing 24/7 beside the piece of rock, looking more like a blue-collar factory labourer, than an artist on the quest of self-actualizing.
oh wow. haha.
i'm not even sure this is how Michelangelo looks like when he works. i just get this impression, maybe out of some documentary i've watched?
hmm... haha. feel a bit more motivated to work hard and get done with my CSC homework now LOLS. oh and mu qiao's quotes are classic.
she said, something along these lines...
Muqiao: i've discovered the ONE, and only way to get As.
Xinyi: Haha. what way?
Muqiao: just work. you've to seat at your table, from morning to night. for maybe a few weeks straight, and just keep working. just do work, eat, sleep, do work, go toilet, do work.
Xinyi: LOLS!
Muqiao: that's the only way. really.
and that crazy ancient person just looks so proud at having discovered such a tedious way of achieving success. and she looks so excited thinking about the amount of hard core work she's put it and gotta put it. LOLs. and she's asking me why i consider her different from the rest? then again, what other way to getting As was i expecting there to be?
oh and another one.
Xinyi: huh? LOL. but what if you get tired of doing maths questions the whole day. then how? sometimes just sian...
Muqiao: you can dont do maths in the day, and still do well if you can dream of solving them at night.
haha. something along these lines. really put things in perspective. (: sometimes when you get worn out and tired from all the mugging, some good friends really help you see the angel in the marble, rather than the huge remaining piece of rock which you've yet sculptured and the fact that you're coughing out marble dust.
thank you mq! :)
LOLS and happy birthday CK!
i think i'm such a loyal friend.
because i believe, having something should be forever, if not, why bother having them in the first place? if it's just temporary, fake, for convenience, for practical reasons, for some empty laughs, to boost popularity rate, then why bother?
then again, i'm blessed enough not to have to work as a clown in the circus.
haix. so am i doing what i'm suppose to do to pay back this good fortune?
:( i read this line out of the book. it's our GP text if you're wondering. haha. Socrates said, how long will you delay to be wise?
LOLS. go eat dinner then study!

6:20 PM

Sunday, May 31, 2009//*


my neighbour listens to lovely songs (:
i wish i can get him to lend me some of his albums. perhaps we can share. i have some lovely books and movies too. (: but i dont even know who he or she is.

hmmm.

4:40 PM

Sunday, May 24, 2009//*


i really really really think you're very beautiful.

truly.

3:56 PM

Thursday, April 23, 2009//*


我可怜很聪明的你,因为有思想的人是另类的,是寂寞的。

8:09 PM



our characters and our personalities.

i'm missing something, but i dont think it's you.
it's probably what you stand for.
ahaha. i need attention and love. lols. what i'm not being silly. we all need that, i'm just admitting it over a blog post. haha.

and maybe somebody to listen to me and understand what i'm saying.

like my daddy. (:

rahr. maybe i'm my daddy 32 years ago.

it's so wierd.

and i want to see the world through your eyes, mr 邓小平
haha.

go study CSC! (:

i love you as much as i wonder who you are.

7:49 PM

Wednesday, April 15, 2009//*


love has to be more than now.
the test of time.
he, the King and she, the Queen.
for eternity.

8:00 PM

Thursday, April 09, 2009//*


i'm busy doesnt mean i'm not missing all 0f you.
rahr.

9:17 PM

Sunday, March 22, 2009//*


and i just realized something. i sketched this ideas down in my diary.... and i missed out this word twice.

you.

yeah. i wrote...
i do wonder if telling you i love ^ now and having you leave me later or not telling you i love ^ at all but seeing you so distant from me hurts more.

9:10 PM



see, this is what i've gathered.

the innermost feelings are the most universal ones. music and art captures such emotions; artists with their refined skills input such emotions into the art medium, and it will be output-ed to the audience.

such feelings like pain and hurt.

and... everyone has a sad story to tell, those that have people to hear their sad stories are the blessed ones.

the pain's only real if it's perpeptual.

if you know one day that your wound's going to heal, at least you're crying now in the promise of a smile tomorrow.

it's not wonder that tears and tearing apart are spelt similarly, t-e-a-r.

that i know, but i do wonder if telling you i love you now and having you leave me later or not telling you i love you at all but seeing you so distant hurts more.

in the end loving is hurting.

not seeing you means thinking of you.
seeing you means thinking of you when not seeing you.

it's so complicated.

i'd rather go study CSC...

lols.

before that, i imagine J going, if he reads this post...

"aiyoh, why little girl sounds so sad? you okay?"

(: haha. i cant tell you how much of my life is fiction and how much is truth. ;p

cause.. er. i have like no idea myself.

i'm only 17.

i dont want to grow up. because the more i grow up, the rate at which i ask questions, is much faster than the rate at which i figure out the answers.

just like, the rate at which i'm ageing, is faster than the rate at which i'm maturing.
rahr. i'm dying.

;(

haha.

8:58 PM