living my life

7:47 PM

i did kick-boxing yesterday for health week; pretty enjoyable. i never imagined how fun it is to work out, although it was really tiring! ken used to tell me that he misses the muscleaches he get from trainings, and i thought he was crazy. of course he wasn't, because i have to admit that the satisfaction is great. like, I AM BURNING CALORIES XD so i can continue to eat my chocolates, hee.

saw ken at moelc today. mixed feelings really. jia cai told me about ken and juanne's friendship; though he did not elaborate much, i think i was almost like an intruder. hmm, i dont know. but i dont care now, because i know it was mere illusion. (kinda miss basketball in the morning...)

anyway i consider myself as an outcaste. i just dont fit in anywhere, and i am too apathetic to attempt to go with the flow. it dawned on me, what is truly important in my life? what is my passoin? living meaninglessly wont bring me far, but the harder one tries to seek the meaning, the less likely he will. difficult as it is, to balance emotions and reality. afterall, i know that as much as i love to dance, i will never become a dancer. but at least i am working on my german, and hopefully there will be a chance for me to become a diplomat or ambassador stationed in germany for taiwan, hee (: there are so many skills i want to pick up, RIGHT NOW. yet there are too much to consider. fortunately my parents are forever supportive and encouraging <3 LOVE MY FAMILY SO MUCH

i want to work towards what i want, not what the education system wants of me.

oh yes! something on a lighter tone (:
i am pretty excited about Be Yourself Day, which falls on the last day of school (x yiting and i were like THINKING ABOUT EMO-GOTH haha. dress up in outrageous red and black then put on BLACK EYELINERS then roam around orchard road to freak everyone out! haha, and drag elaine along - force her to dress up emo-goth too?! OFFNESS! haha. by the way elaine your salad tastes great, love that sauce! haha, reminds me so much of SUBWAY (: but the mushroom soup resembled mashed potato =X ahh, i am so weird.

i am so so so so so weird ):
who will help me find back, the real me?
a true self which (maybe) i dont even know about.
GULARARS. its not nonsense.
s.o.s

divine
Then let our trial teach us patience.

reminiscence
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coniungere
"Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold."

credits
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