Wednesday, January 30, 2008
let gO or lets go?
能是代你受的也是甜的。一起走還是分開走。。。
無所謂。。兩人開心就 ok 啦～～
Labels: 愛還是不愛
her sweet memory was written @ 7:38 PM
Believe in us
よこそ (Yokoso)[*] Be sincere [^^] Always smile from within [♥ ] Believe in miracles 信じるひと ひと (shinjiro hito)§tëphänï£ aka honeydew 18 years old 31 Aug 1990 Singapore Poly Diploma in Accountancy  Helping people Shopping Blogging Understanding life Hanging out with friends Swimming Bowling Going to the beach Seeing the sunset To be a joy to be ard To be a better person To be always happi To be more outspoken To get As for MST To be able to keep my frenx in poly:) To be able to keep mi existing frenx For daddy to watch his diet To be able to have a good time as CSCC sub com member LOLs To be able to c those ard me happi To be able to make a difference in ppl's life Be surrounded by ppl who love me n who i love To have a smooth sailing sucessful carreer To give back to society when i retire To love myself more Uniquely me♥  The one and only Stephanie The best and most cheery girl in the world cannot be seen or even touched but can be felt with the truest heart. Precious gems♥ Amanda Chailing Jeremy Jolyn Qiu Xuan Samantha Shirui Vivian Jia Ying Kerrin Yuqii Tiffany Agnes jocelyn Markkie Mandy Pei yi Jie Daphne Julia Mummy Xin Yi Koh Jun Xian Daphne Da Jie Mayling Ziyan Tsai ting Your Footprints♥ Her Nolstalgia♥ February 2008♥ March 2008♥ April 2008♥ May 2008♥ June 2008♥ July 2008♥ August 2008♥ September 2008♥ October 2008♥ November 2008♥ December 2008♥ January 2009♥ February 2009♥ March 2009♥ April 2009♥ May 2009♥ June 2009♥ July 2009♥ August 2009♥ September 2009♥ Her applause♥  Layout: Nicole Codes: Damien and TCC Images: Tang Guo Wu & Amelia Materials: Lovelycore Inspirations: Agnes & Fang Min♥ Hosts: Photobucket(?) & BlogSkins(?)
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能是代你受的也是甜的。一起走還是分開走。。。 無所謂。。兩人開心就 ok 啦～～
her sweet memory was written @ 7:38 PM
her sweet memory was written @ 7:16 PMMonday, January 28, 2008
the beach
The beach is beautiful because at different times it manifests itself in different forms and takes on a different identity each time .In the day when children are playing and building sandcastles, the beach is a huge playground and is a place bubbling with family warmth and life. As the gentle waves slaps timidly on the shore, little children try to grasp the foam formed on the waves while men and women in the bloom of youth try to ride the waves , displaying their enthusiasm and vigor for life. The beach in the day is like a mother loving and kind.Wrapping all her children in her warm arms ; growing seeds of laughter and joy in their hearts, she provides a safe haven for them. When the sun sets at dusk,couples walk along the sandy shores and whisper sweet nothings into each other ears'. As the sun takes its graceful descent and disappears into the horizon, couples sit and admire its magnificence. At this time , the beach is an retired grandmother. As the curtains is slowly drawn, she takes the backstage and bless the new actors with bliss.Giving them space to grow and explore. By night fall, the beach is quiet and dark. It becomes a secret place of mysteries.A few adventurous ladies will skinny dip, letting the darkness and the unknown of the vast ocean envelope their bare bodies. Couples having randezvous hold many secrets.Maybe its a planned runaway or maybe its a meeting in a special place for 2. The silent stars twinkle brightly in the sky. Who knows what mysteries they might have uncovered?The beach now is like a black , shimmery satin cloth.The darkness of night that encompasses the whole place with only stars as lights gives the beach its secrecy and mystery.Yet how alluring and seductive is the beach as akin to the soft touch and sophistication of a black satin cloth! As dawn approaches, the first rays of sunlight creep into the horizon and the sea around it sparkles with radiance. Slowly but surely, the sun rises in all its glory and brings hope to the new day. Its rays stretch to the furthest end and lifts the sprits like a father's mighty arms which lifts the young child safely in his arms. Dawn is also the time when i like to visit the beach. To me the beach at dawn is a beautiful promise of hope. As dawn breaks into moring, the fresh air and gentle sea breeze that caress one's hair soothes on nerves and calms one's mind. At this time the beach is my special haven which meaning only i can comprehend. At this time the beach is a special person to me... Labels: something close to my heart
her sweet memory was written @ 11:58 PM加油
了。。。現在想再寫華文似乎是件很 難辦到的事。。忽然覺得不能象以往 一樣恰當的用華文。。。那種感覺實 在不好受。有時想要好好寫一篇作文 都覺得很難。。。因為已經有太多詞 語，諺語都忘的一干二凈。。。想起 來還挺可惜的。畢競我戀喜歡華文 的。就單單這樣一篇這么短的篇章我 都用了老半天。。。悲哀哦～現在覺 得失去會用華文，講華語的本領是非 常可惜的。。就好像失去自己的一部 分。。再怎么說我都還是華人，不會 自己的母語超丟臉的。所以從今以后 我要好好的學華文。。謝謝。。這樣 就用了幾個小時。。。唉～～
her sweet memory was written @ 9:49 PMSunday, January 27, 2008
Time and tide waits for no man.
Time is neither hand nor foot nor mouth, nothing tangible. But time gives me a past. Some whatever that lets me know where i started out from. It gives me good and bad experiences and lets me do or didn't do things i either regretted or didn't regret, whatever. Something cool about memories is that you can keep it with you forever. Its like you have captured a part of time that you never want to forget. Times are always and forever changing. Here today gone tomorrow.One good thing about time is you can keep the good bits with you. Frozen it and stuff it into the freezer in your mind, whatever. Time passes. pass pass pass, flows flows flows whatever but that is why memories are so precious becuz u have frozen time. All the gd stuff will be in your heart. Always. The exact feeling of the moment will be remebered clearly.If time came to a standstill noone wud be able to fully aprreciate the moment. it will be replay replay den ppl will sian diao. So to freeze time is different from a playback of time. that's why time rocks becuz ntg lasts forever except if u choose it to .. in terms of beatufiful memories with trees n butterflies and whatever. Another reason why time is great is cuz no matter hw suck / uncomfortable/irritating it is to be in that moment it will pass eventually(u can choose ta countdown every second) . Once you living hell is over u can choose to dumb it into the back of ur mind and forget it though some bad memories can be hard to forget or can nv be forgotton bt it can e left at the back of the mind /recyle bin of the mind/ subconscious mind whatever. In a way its gives promise of a better moment somewhere tomorrow maybe? AT least the horrid moment is not stuck with you froever. It'll pass as part of your memory u wan 2 forget. promise that the future might be different. NICE. Time also makes ppl feel like heng i did that in time It gives satisfaction like i finished the stupid maths tutorial in 5 mins yay i'm fast!n if its correct like all the questions say 1000 questions den YAY I'M A GENIUS. lol whatever. Time also brings regret which is nt so good luh. bt its still cool cuz it gives people the chance make mistakes and learn from it. To appreciate the imperfection of human that gives us humanity and the ability to forgive mistakes. To gain an experience and a valuable lesson from it so it may be etched in one's mind. Though some lessons are too high a price to pay and u would want to forget them, but then again time promises to lessen the pain and the bad memoris fade with time because u try to put it in the rubbish bin. Well , if u can't and wanna turn back the time to reverse whatever...its not possible since time waits for no man. But that's the fascination and suspense of not noeing what lies beyond is kool. and living 2 noe the story can never be changed brings precaution in the deciding the next step to take.Or to live with mistakes and accept it n not repeat it and let it be part of a life experience. So to me time is NICE. whatever. Okays bye. Labels: pyschology of a disturbed girl
her sweet memory was written @ 10:49 PMnothing else left to do.
her sweet memory was written @ 10:46 PMTuesday, January 22, 2008
one continuous note : boring
her sweet memory was written @ 11:48 PMwadaeva
her sweet memory was written @ 11:30 PMsometink abt the guy nt so next door.
For once he is most likely to not even know my existence and i am sure that i am not his type. i am not exactly wild and pretty. on the contrary i am more introverted and i like a happy secure life. I do not think i am suitable for him. People always say if i had a guy i wud learn to forget him bt i haven. I've had guys in mi life. i'm tryin real hard sia. tried to nt tink abt it, tried to let nature run its course. n i'm still like that.T_T Actually all i want is for him to be happi. That for sure i noe i cannot give becuz i'm nt his type, he wudn be truely happy with me. nO doubt i am sad when i know he has girlfrens ( I have been sad n cried over this n i feel like an idiot). I realli wan him to go find a girl he realli loves though it will hurt me bt ah well better hurt happily than hurt sadly lol. Last yr on the 1st jan abt 12 am he wanted to wish mi a happi new yr bt i ran away. haha. u noe wad boy? u dunwanna noe me, i cn't give u wad makes u happi. keepin tt distance saves me frm being more hurt. nt ur dream nt ur fantasy. Aniways.. i hope this yr u'll find happiness n pls pray tt i'll at least nt like you, cuz although its blissful , it hurts 2 much. I still rmb the time durin o levels when mi sister told mi u were attached. tt almost killed me . haha. i sorta had this bitter sweet feeling. Bti realli wanted u to be happi. so i told miself i was gg to get over u. I studied pretty hard boy just gt u off mi mind. Guess i'll have to Thank u afterall.haha. No matter what thanks for alll the dreams n fantasies, I still have them,they made mi happi, maybe i'll keep them, bt onli 4 keepsake.
her sweet memory was written @ 12:17 AMMonday, January 21, 2008
fresh air
Simple yet precious. For instance , the joy of seeing someone smile to sit beside your frenx in complete silence or maybe just to take in the fresh air.Many a time we are too caught up in whatever is impending, immediate, that we forget what is essential because we have taken it for granted. For example most of us are too busy to comprehend or appreciate the importance of not rushing to buy a present but to put in the necessary effort and sincerity that must be given to the recipient. To most, it would just be a ritual, somthing that must be done,just to show one hasn't forgotton. To tell oneself:" I have gotton her/him a gift and that is tantamount to my sincerity , equal to my effort, a tangible prove that i remember".never mind about the fact that i just wanted to get anything for her... I believe theres a saying: if you rush through to reach the end, you're discounting on the fun you should have while travelling there and enjoying the scenery as you go along. So remember , while its thrilling and paramount to get that A-level certificate of yours..which is well, impending and tutorials immediate. Stop and look at a drop of water hit the smooth ,still pool of water. Celebrate the soft, gentle ripples formed and enjoy the tranquility and music by the symphony of drops of liquid.oh and give ur tired aged father a peck on his wrinkled face. jUst lIke lOve iMpOrTanT : sImpPLe tReAsUrE aPprEcAiTe Labels: psychology
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