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Saturday, 23 June 2007
Know wad's this?
 I had this photo in my phone and I went round asking people to guess wad exactly this is. The most common ans: painting, drawing, hankerchief , etc...
This is actually a piece of tissue paper—with 10% of my blood and 10% of medicated oil. Shock? I saw my friends’ jaw dropped when I revealed the ans. Some people thought tat im mad to take such photo. But.. At tat moment I thought it was quite an art piece so I decided to take a picture of tat to keep as momento. Haha.. =.=”’ Actually.. The blood came from a tiny winy wound on my thumb. My mum says tat it was a wart and tat wart has this ‘root’ in the middle. So, to cure the wart, I have to pull out the ‘root’ from my thumb. I was trying hard to pull out the ‘root’ when I saw blood oozing out profusely ( it was a miracle tat I don’t feel any pain.. ). I got so scared tat I don’t dare to touch the wound cos I have never in my life seen so much blood flow out from a wound so small. I was grateful tat my mum managed to pull out the ‘root’ for me... Besides the bloody incident, I have started with my revision for the coming common test. Now im only left with chinese and 1 topic for bio ( DNA and genomics). It seems tat my brain is seriously lacking of memory space to squeeze in anymore info. Oh dear... Wad can I do? Juz cross my fingers and hope tat the tests will be just be.. Easy? ( As if it will come true.. Haha..) Thursday, 14 June 2007
The Problem
 Recently hasn’t been quite happy... Rather emo, due to some... Reason(s). But, seems tat when someone is emo, he or she can actually create many interesting poems and compo which is impossible for him or her to get such inspirations when they are ‘normal’. I just created this poem in Chinese ( apologise for those who can’t understand... cos I can only express myself better in Chinese... ) in the middle of the night ( I think around 1.30am ) within 10 mins and it’s done. I had a hard time trying to give my poem a suitable name. After much considerations, I decided to name it 《痛》, which means ‘Pain’, and tat’s what I really feels now. This is how the poem goes:
《痛》 冻结的泪滴， 被困在痛的古堡里。 女孩一直在等待， 慢慢渐远的男孩。 困兽半夜的嘶▫孔， 是那么深的痛。 女孩一直在期盼， 永远得不到的爱。 被痛淹没的城市， 原来是一种暗示。 模糊的泪眼， 才看见真正的谎言。 甜蜜的夏天， 似乎变了个季节。 感情的变迁， 成了解不开得结。 爱的玻璃罐， 充满着虚幻。 只有梦醒时， 才知什么是现实。 So this is it... Wad do u all think? Rather pessimistic.. I think. Tat’s some of the thoughts tat goes through my mind. Hopefully I can get over it as soon as possible or else when school reopen not only I’ll look a hideous woman, I’ll fail my common test. Wish myself good luck... |
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