In you face Andrew :P Yi Sheng is Awesomer.

Peek-a-boo

Decided to wear pink for the breast cancer event,
that reminds me,
October is going to end.

November is coming with December sneaking behind,
"PING PANG BOM!"
Bye guys, bye world.

I need motivation,
life seems to be empty.
It is supposed to full with fun stuff..
Come on! We are TEENS!

Need to find what is wrong with me...

最近真的只是想睡下去，一·觉·不·醒。

I have the most terrifying dream today,
if you are seeking fantasy,
afternoon naps are always the best choice.

Shiver me timbers @@

I prefer drawing than studying now.
ps: the gloves are too big ><

My timeline

ps: some stupid rambutan haunts me down every single minute just for a post...well, since that i am quite in the mood, never mind then. It doesn't hurts, right?

My time management (or should i call it self management?) sucks...

Unpredictable like the sea,
or always full of surprise just like walking in the Amazon forest(watch out for the crocodile pit)

Well,
you see.
I keep on counting everything that is related to my life,
the fourth day,
the third month,
two weeks ahead,
those deadlines. >.<

Seriously,
i am now doomed.
Thanks to my weak mental.

Even writing this post now (at this very moment) will let me sank into a deep pool of guilty but still,
without that stupid mood,
I definitely won't do anything efficient other than slack.
I guess writing a blog post is more productive than that ^.

The one who understands me will know I always have long hours of nap (not sleep),
and dreams would just pull me into deep sleep so that is why i can't wake up. ( I know I am blaming them, but who cares?)

Dreaming is not the problem,
the things that i dreamt of are the main problems...( duh...)

What annoyed me is the...(ok, I am thinking about what I dreamt, patience.)
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oh yeah, the apple orchard which looks more like the Eden Garden,
and the scary portrait of a princess who wants to be a queen with her husband standing by her side,( The thing that freaks me out are those anime eyes, so not HUMAN!)
a real life skiing game with gaming effects,
the last but not the least,
I received tooth brush and tooth paste for my birthday presents by someone that I didn't expect to pop in my dreams!

This is scary but I still love to list down my dreams,
worth for a references.

I always believe that dreams will give out message that predict the future or even solutions to problem,
but this time,
I chose to not believe in it,
this is strange.

(looking at the time),

Maybe i will get that irritated face from my dad again.

Although I felt annoyed but still lifeless is what controlling me now,

maybe laziness too.

Argh,

I should not stay up late,

my body tells me too,

by making it sick.( Blowing my nose)

ps: I don't know what is happening to my keyboard recently,

 new shortcut keys pop out every time I mistyped something however I wouldn't learn how to use it as it disappears again and again.

Urging for clicking the BM file as I have BM assessment tmr, (hello komsas)

but BM is seriously not my language, 

well,

I am now in Malaysia,

am I not?

*curse

I got cuts from having a war with my oil palette,

which actually restrict my actions( which are always big for a girl).

And now,

my head hates me by showing me it bleeds.

haiz...

I injured myself from head to toes :(

ps: I found out that my style of writing is similar to my post in the age of 14, the difference is just the language.

pps: I also realized Hyuna's ice-cream MV is a sign of social degeneration. How sad.

Morons everywhere. 

pppps: Are you happy? To: You know who.

下个路口

深呼吸。

下一个，
就是下一个。

转进去就对了，
还忧虑什么？

别怕，
幸运女神会在你身边守候着。
别怕，
必须记得你是不会被打倒的。
别怕，
到底有什么事是难不倒你的。

走进去吧，
别怕。

看到那小巷吗？

看到那闹钟吗？

咦……

闹钟？

不对……

不对……

不对……

这不是预想的那样。

你奔跑，

逃离这个陌生的地方；

离开你爱的那片土地。

不·再·回·来。

故事结局不一定是童话里的美满，

通常都是预告下一期的未完待续。

If I die young

低迷。

时时刻刻都保持着同个姿势，

盯着荧幕，

盯着时钟，

盯着自己。

I am lost in my own world,

where everything is mirrored,

where everywhere is cursed,

where everyone is distanced to each other.

I seek the truth,

which I think maybe hurtful,

but I never realized how powerful it is.

I can't handle this Deja Vu.

I fell from the cliff,

to the deadly end.

It is so deep that means,

there is no turning back.

Scared,

so I closed my eyes.

I tried to feel,

I tried to survive.

I hope there is a light,

shining bright,

waiting for me,

reach to my side.

I plead and plead

so I can survived this deadly fall.

To wake up once again,

to be my own self again.

There shouldn't be true,

momentum should not exist,

the law of physics can't work in my fantasy.

I trapped in the mirror world,

created by myself,

who is real thus who is the fake?

Save me,

I shouted.

No one hears me for my voice had been stolen.

That isn't me darling,

that girl is you,

the reflection,

the personality you won't be able to face.

She broke the mirror,

stabbed your heart,

once again you are locked in the mirror.

Who is real?

Who is fake?

I am looking at the reflection of mine,

who is in the mirror?