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i laughed,
i giggled,
i shouted,
i yelled,
i sang,
i did all i can to praise You,
and i know..
You must have heard me..
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
CAUTION: THIS POST CONTAINS ALMOST ALL RUBBISH AND I WOULD ADVISE PEOPLE WHO CANNOT STAND NONSENSE TO CLOSE THIS WINDOW RIGHT NOW. THANK YOU.
to qibu mostly.. as in this part. don't read if you're not interested in philosophy: erm.that post on my space. i didn't really expect many people to read it.. but. QIBU. i noticed that when you were so-called "debating" with my points of view on your blog, you classified us into "pessimist" and "optimist". what makes a pessimist, hmm? someone who has no meaning to find in life unless everthing is planned for them? perfectionists like you? and what is an optimist, happy-go-lucky people like me? nahhh. a person is not classified into these categories the moment they arrive in the world. i guess.. it's what they perceive of themselves and of others. what is life? why do we live? do we live to live? why and how do people have feelings? i have never known the reasons for these, and perhaps noone ever will. don't they plan MRT routes on maps? you only have one life, in case you haven't realised. don't let it be restricted to paper and pen. live it properly. wake up. don't let it go to waste. courage is not in one's character. true courage is the courage to muster courage. hah. bet you don't understand what i've been going on and on about. i have been trying to douse a bucket of cold water on qibu and as i normally call her a feather the water would probably just roll off. so let's cut to the chase shall we? stop. living. on. life. LIVE YOUR LIFE. or you'll regret it. there. done. sorry for wasting your time! whoever bothered read this whole gibberish, anyway.
blahh. back to reality, please. CUT! ok. today i went to watch March of the Penguins!! :D it was so cool. i mean, not very exciting, but it was just interesting to see the life cycle of the emperor penguins. the little chicks hatching from their eggs, the parents making several tedious journeys across Antarctica to get to the ocean and back to the Oamock to see their chicks and mates. quite touching. but many penguins died, and they didn't even deserve to! so poor thing! ok.. hmm. my grandma was hospitalised a few days ago and she's going to have an operation on friday. sad. and my dad's going to macau on sunday. no comments about that though i would be happy if he stays away longer if he keeps venting his bad moods on me. hah. peace in the house at last! bleh.
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