Without Wings

Calmness exemplified.

Saturday, 2 August 2008

I won a battle but I lost the war. Beaten to a pulp.
First of all, I have surpassed myself in photo manipulation, single-handedly holding up IT Club.
Never have I imagined that I could do superimposing on my first attempt, very well done too at that.
But it has also proved to be a double-edged sword, stabbing me in the heart.
Today's Food&Funfair, both a success and a fiasco.
I lost several CIP hours, but gained maturity.
The ear-stick catcher is back, popping into my second home, just to confiscate my ear-stick.
How bo liao is that.

Mr Kong described me as "Soft" and "Unmotivated" . Indeed I am, staying beneath his aegis, learning as time goes by.
He made me realise how much I give in to ppl, and however much I am forced, but still not study.
This is truly something worthy of change, something of an advantageous edge later in life if properly utilised.

I hate sleeping at night, right after dinner, which makes me sleepy.
It makes me lose precious time to start on what I want to do, hence having to stay up late, resulting in waking up late, a serious repercussion.

I love fats, but they just dont like me.
In my attempt to lure Mr fat over, I scareded him away.
I took only 1 meal today, my dinner, having skipped the previous 2 meals.

Coveted angel you are.

Blogged at 6:59 pm