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[Nov. 26th, 2009|10:43 am] |
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Why are you 40?! You're twice my age I can't marry you already. Never mind I'll just be contented naming my son after you...........
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[Nov. 21st, 2009|02:12 am] |
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Life can be crapcakes but I think I have the most awesome friends on earth. Thank you for all the hugs and crying shoulders, ice cream and breakfast, calls and messages, long walks and laughter. |
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[Nov. 18th, 2009|02:52 am] |
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Pre exchange blues amidst the anticipation and excitement. I apologize for the insanely long photo post, but I don't think I can not miss you,
And even more so in 1 month's time. |
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[Nov. 15th, 2009|02:42 pm] |
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All time favourite movie.
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[Nov. 15th, 2009|12:42 pm] |
All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
- William Shakespeare in "As you like it"
I just googled it and all of a sudden, it's speaking to meeeeeeeeeee |
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[Nov. 8th, 2009|03:36 pm] |
 18 days later and I'll look like this!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
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| Pamela |
[Nov. 6th, 2009|11:10 pm] |
I won't say that things will definitely be rainbows and butterflies because you and I both know that life can be shit sometimes. But you know, when life hits rock bottom, the only way is up. And I will be crossing my fingers, praying and wishing that everything will turn out fine. For you, and all of us. Just for assurance, I will always be here for you :)
Some things just cannot be replaced. It's just unthinkable and impossible.
Have I told you lately that I love you? I'm here, really :)
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[Nov. 6th, 2009|01:38 am] |
My Thursdays are always shiteous. I always feel like I'm in deep shit for some reason, or there's just some stupid thing to worry about and today was no exception. But the past 4 Thursdays have been lovely! Too lovely. You made it at 23:24. :)
I spent a whopping $277 on my residence permit today. Woah, daylight robbery. But you know what, that's not the point because NOW I CAN RUN IN AND OUT OF NORWAY 100 TIMES A DAY!
I'm gonna go to bed feeling full and fat but you know what, I feel so happy!
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| A quiet (& futile) plea for help |
[Oct. 30th, 2009|09:34 am] |
Dear God,
It has been an incredibly tough semester, but I attribute the aggravation of the immense workload to procrastination and a lack of focus. No matter how many graphs I draw, or have my exhaustion and fatigue reach a whole new level, I still have a shitload of things to do and I have yet to see the light at the end of the tunnel, not yet. I just received my application package from BI which just means that there are more things to be done...... Sometimes I close my eyes and call out for help, but I know that nobody can help me. It all boils down to me, me me me me me. Ris Low was right about this, it's all about me. Please give me the strength to tide through November. Take one thing at a time and I should not even care what makes me happy or unhappy, because there is no time to do so. Just be a machine, and churn and operate non stop. Churn churn churn. Work work work. Please give me the strength to tide through November.
Yours sincerely,
Xinyi
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[Oct. 30th, 2009|12:33 am] |
You know, I'm happy. I'm grinning to myself. Non-stop. I'm not thinking about anything else in this world.
It's been so long since I felt like this. The nice warm feeling that lingers on, together with a smile. I really love this feeling. I love the way things are. It's completely out-of-this-world. But at the same time, I don't want to make mistakes anymore. Can somebody give me a sign? I think I cannot admit defeat. I cannot lose. My pride. It's just too much for me to handle. Sometimes I confuse myself. I think too much. No more Kenny G. He brings back way too many crazy memories.
Let me not think. Let me follow my heart. Let me make the right decision. Let me do the right thing.
I don't want to think about tomorrow.
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[Oct. 24th, 2009|01:39 am] |
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THERE IS AN ABSOLUTELY AWESOME ARTICLE IN CLEO. I have to read it soon. Anyway, I think I have learnt to isolate myself from the people who can hurt me. And until they can't hurt me no more, I will then decide what I should do. Today was great, Fridays always are. Retail therapy always works, btw. I am going to sleep now because I want to see banners. |
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[Oct. 22nd, 2009|02:31 am] |
School's such a bitch sometimes, but I guess it's times like these I really appreciate everything simple. Thank you for everything :) 很感激 这城市拥挤的交通 让你我 还能多相处几分钟 人潮中 怕失散所以轻轻拉你的手 一刻不放松 不放松 忍不住 想要爱你的冲动 不确定你属于我 会有点寂寞 你给的幸福 在我心中 自由走动 抚平我 每一个伤口 忍不住 想要吻你的冲动 不确定我的执着 能让你感动 我只能相信 自己感受 不怕失落 关于你的一切 我想要比谁都懂 It's 3am and... skyping with Eve! :) 
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[Oct. 21st, 2009|11:19 pm] |
Psych readings may be a pain in the ass but they make me laugh sometimes.
What if you "think you're hot," but you're not? Genuine self-esteem is based on an accurate appraisal of your strengths and weaknesses. A positive self-evaluation that is bestowed too easily may not be healthy (Twenge & Campbell, 2001). People who think very highly of themselves (and let others know it) may at first seem confident, but their arrogance quickly turns off other people (Paulhus, 1998).
A related problem plagues people who are incompetent. Such people grossly overestimate their own abilities. For instance, a study found that people who score very low on tests of logic, grammar, and humour think that they are well above average in these areas. Basically, they seem to be too incompetent to recognize their own incompetence.
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[Oct. 20th, 2009|01:31 am] |
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Everyday should be flowers-in-the-window. :) |
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