obituaries

i read the obituaries in the newspapers quite often recently, and imagine the life the people used to lead. merely a day before.

its a really addictive activity, and it takes me more time to read through the obituaries than to scan the entire newspapers' headlines, but well worth the effort. from the descriptions,i form an image of the life he/she led and the feelings of the person who sent it in. i let my mind wander and think of how i would have written my own obituary, if ever the chance arises.

infinite possiblities, but really, which one represents us most? what do we wish to be remembered for?

or, do we need one at all?

perhaps when i'm gone, there's really no need to inform/express sorrow and grieve in words, though i believe such avenues of release does help the griveing deal with their sorrow. but to have my photo and life (for potential stalkers, erm i mean, thinkers like me) exposed to half the local population. i think its scary.

perhaps there will come a time when i would need an obituary, and i could start preparing for it now.

for now, pls mugg. just mugg

HALLO-there

HALLO-there
Originally uploaded by lucia!.

im trying to mugg but the tv's wayy too distracting.

1. omg two weeks. two week's all i've got, even in the midst of many quizzes on the coming dreadful wednesday.
2. yay, home is getting all wireless-up. (: whee.
3. i feel like im on a tv marathon.
4. and its five weeks to stanchart, lima weeks to end of exams! thats when the panic sets in, the same panic one year ago.

must things always repeat itself?

FOCUS, focus lu. u're on your own this time.

descend

descend
Originally uploaded by lucia!.

its days like this when i go back from school and feel like everything turned out fine. its days like this that makes the onset of nights feel safer.

i think i've learnt to live with constraints, this was the best view i could get at that time, and even though it doesnt have the best composition. trade off. i love the blend of blue and orange!

on a happier note, my sister and i CONQUERED 10k together (: great weather, condition, motivation. it helps, to go through the race together.




exams. exams. exams.
i cant wait for time to stop.

milo overdose

i think i’m going to overdose on milo. have been drinking it at least one cup a day cos the weather gets so cold, its just comforting to have tasty warm milo with you. assurance, it sure is.

if you love something, you will want to do well for it. and so mugg you shall lu. no thinking of other excesses that dont bother you. mugg! one month. no blogging too often. no talking to self alrite! argh ): stress, is only when you feel unprepared. and i'm stressed ):

how'd things get to this?

saturday fish beehoon

my yangzheng class gang
Originally uploaded by lucia!.

I had a happy Saturday meeting my yangzheng gang over fries and yummy yu pian me fen. I’m eating too much over the weekend, there's always plenty of food waiting for me at home! wheee!! but AHHH! great great company I life, where every saturday i would jus go down and tutor. hah, so diflove! Too bad didn’t get to see brokeback and suyee and wongchiobu! ): i realise all my photos are at home, so the only yangzheng photo is have is that of the classgang. pls add yuk suyee and brokeback in. the eight of us. haha, i think that was my most consistent part of life, its so difficult to commit now it seems. happy happy faces, shall meet again.

meanwhile, people have been reminding me end of sems are here! boo! it is, ): . mugg hard and start soon enuff, i hope.

yay,class bbq/chalet end of years! smth to look to aye.

and i was slacking happily over the weekends, its so enjoyable. the peace.

u couldnt possibly think i will want to take your every scream , shout, depressed bout and smirk, do you?

tough luck. i'm getting a tad too irritated. but really, im just amazed you're so schizo. so imperfectly the one i used to know.

Every time I hear the military planes flying over on our horizons, I think of the people protecting our country.

i think, as long as i run, it doesnt matter how many kilometres it was, how long i took. the main point is that: i ran (: and that requires much more recognition than other technical details. i think. i think this world is too focused on figures, on achivements that we neglect the main objective- which in this case is to just work out and be healthy.

i forgot that it was so much laughter to talk to people (:

of the undone, and to be done.

you know you're very dead if you dont manage to rush out your essay dued friday by TONIGHT because tmr night you'll be having something on. plus another essay and an oral and listening compre in a still-foreign language CA on monday. and TONS of chinese words on ur notes to understand.

i think ive got no sense of time. literally and figuratively.

and im stressing myself out over essays and CAs. deadlines and line deads. i dun like how every little thing counts towards your GPA. ): but then, if it doesnt, perhaps rationally, there's no incentive to do it.

my head feels hot and fuzzzy, i need ample sleep. but sleep, i cant.