Sunday, February 11, 2007
one f--- a day
... more donations to hup tee, yet again. thank goodness this will be the last time! (for sonata)
realised people tend to bully me more in orangecar. small, maybe? abin likes it (very cute, round, suitable for chinese new year etc) but the entire car vibrates past 90 km/h. vanessa and i were both screaming as he hit a skincrawling 120 km/h. and the car lifted just a little bit as orangecar made a turn to overtake a lorry at 100...
itching constantly from 4+ hours of play in the hot sun. have reaffirmed my new year's resolutions as:
1) stop swearing
2) stop swearing
3) stop swearing
4) run faster, for longer
5) relax; unless i am
6) mugging, in which case, work harder.
7) get a new set of lungs
someone has to hit me very hard on the head and tell me to study. study study study. staring at badly-illustrated cofm notes is not counted. (why are the two aspects of control of non-communicable disease represented by two arms fighting for one basketball? -- surveillance and primary/secondary/tertiary prevention respectively) neither is filing. (although it certainly does push some deeply-embedded feminine Housekeeping Satisfaction buttons. dopamine rush on seeing my neat CNY-ready room)
i want a new respiratory system. pity the warranty's run out on them-- any modifications/repairs are entirely at my own risk and fully-dependent on my financial resources.
study! study! study! 3 weeks to pros. wake up me.
+ fictions&fires
11:00 AM
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plangere, latin: to strike, or to lament.
in the depth of winter i finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.
--albert camus
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to be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best night and day to make you like everybody else means to fight the hardest battle any human being can fight and never stop fighting.
-- ee cummings
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