Paths of Glory

got this book for only 5aud..omg..it's brilliantly written n highly recommended to all! was initially worried tat it will get boring o a lil bit too dry fr my taste..jeff archer did a great job..even an idiot like me gt a tiny wee interested in climbing after the book..hopefully all the other books tat i bought can match this one...sigh..o mayb i shudnt haf started his book first..oh well, one more day to work :(

Faith..

i m at one of the many crossroads once again..between here and there, it seems i need to take a huge leap..not sure if wat i m doing is rite..not sure if i m ready to gif it my all..but i do noe this..if i dun do it now, i would never haf the chance to do it again..if i dun gif my all now, how would i noe how things will turn out..even if things dun go the way i wan it to be, at least i haf tried..

Quote of the Day
Only passions, great passions can elevate the soul to great things.
Denis Diderot

At Crossroads..

sudd feel aimless, helpless again...hopefully everything will turn out well.....

Read..

New Template :)

i like my new template..kekekeke..jus tat there seem to b some prob wif the tabs..sigh..gg to solve it soon..n by soon i mean in 2 to 3 months time??kekekkeke..there are too many other things gg on right now so blog template problems do not realli top my list nw...

let me noe wat u think bout this new template..

Random Rantings..

it's at times like this i need to be reminded once again y i took this path..sigh..it's tough..but i do hope i can pull through this time..so much to learn..so little time left..mayb it's jus the hormones affecting my mood..definitely need a break after all this.......

pic stolen from fren in facebook...

What do You Think?

name : A

age : forties

gender : male

brief description :

was on dialysis for years..lost a limb..have been homeless for years..seen him roaming around the streets bfore..

name : B

age : seventies

gender : female

brief description :

visible arthritic fingers..nt sure she had the disease for how long..nt much is known about her..came to collect her medication on her own..

B was toking to A while i was preparing both their medication..overheard part of the conversation..most part bout their own family background..wat catches my attention was B said to A : i'm in a worst state than u..i more KELIAN than u, you know!!

it makes me think..is old age plagued wif severe arthritis realli worst than dialysis??both appeared to b alone wif no family members..hmmm..so, wat do u think??i do hope i dun fall into either of the category as mentioned above..

sth fr the weekend to think about..

Dali's Adam and Eve..

currently my fav..hmmm..nv tot i would one day like sth from Dali..but i realli like the way he depict the whole adam n eve thing..i think this pic doesnt do the sculpture any justice..couldnt find any tat does the piece any justice online..i think u nd to view it personally bfore u can appreciate this piece..the exhibition ends in oct 2011..so if u r interested, u may consider dropping by the art n science museum, singapore..the Dali exhibition is nt for the faint hearted..plenty of nudity and sadism theme on display..nt sure why they chose those as i believe he has more other themes available....

was very disappointed wif the van gogh exhibition..mayb tat's y i find Dali's so appealing..sigh..nt worth seeing, the van gogh one..or mayb i set my expectations too high..i feel i m much better off spending the noon reading the van gogh book agnes gaf me years ago..

nyway, spotted some mistakes in the exhibitions..kekeke..wonder if anyone else notice them too..or is it jus me..kekeke..my sis says i m jobless :p

Study...

sigh..it's realli hard to concentrate n study..too much distractions around..cant seemed to concentrate..need to reread each sentence at least thrice..is it realli tat hard to study at this age??or is it bcos i had lost touch wif most of my basics..sigh..dun think it's the language problem cos i can understand journals fine..jus the super text i m supposed to study tat's looking super tough nw..

Sth to Share..

Random

jus browse thru my posts..saw this under "The Tag".. think i was quite creative back thn dun u think??wakakaka..n it's still true even after all these years..wat can i say..the leopard nv changes its spots?wakakakaka..mayb i m jus too comfortable being myself..abit too comfortable ;p

I love to look at the clouds on sunny days under a tree bcos it makes me feel calm n peaceful. I hate to be alone but I hide myself most of the time in my room. I get emotional quite often even if it’s not PMS. That’s when I need space n understanding from ppl ard me which is hard n all..

wonder when i can look at clouds on sunny days again..these few days it has been too sunny..tat i hardly see clouds hanging ard..either that or it's too cloudy until u cant see the sky..

Poem by Demachic

got this from deviantart..it describes wat i have been feeling for weeks...

Goodnight, Beautiful..

i think i stopped blogging ever since i stopped reading..slowly but surely after my return from glasgow, after i was hooked wif fb games, i stopped wat was previously my passion..

recently started reading again..i think it's cos i finally realise hw empty my life had been..fr the past 3 years o so..revolving wif work n fb..nothing more..only recently i had willed myself out of the daily routine..to pursue wat i used to believe in..to live once again..

as expected, it wasnt easy..it nv meant to b..tat probably explain y i left my ambitions, my dreams aside..drowning myself wif fb games..it still wasnt easy..but i m glad i pass the first obstacle..took the first step forward..nw, the real test begin..i m starting to slack back to my own self again..whether i succeed this time, it doesnt matter..cos i noe i m gg to try till i succeed..

forgot totally bout this place..even though i promised apple to revive it last year..time realli flies..it's almost a year nw..forgot about its existence totally..until yesterday..i found out kimi was spamming my blog..kekeke..she was reading my posts..each n every one of them..the stories tat i wrote during tat year..tat jot down the good n bad..n the unforgettable..read back a few of them..definitely brings back memories..n reminded me hw forgetful i had bcome..

n hw monotonous my life had been..it was all colourful back then..nw, it is worst than a black n white picture..i am living yet dead inside..sigh..so i guess i did sth meaningful today..left my laptop on like i used to back in glasgow..sat in my bed n read..

which brings me back to the title of this post..tat's the title of the book i read today..by Dorothy Koomson..had heard of her fr ages..bought tat book together wif her other book ages ago..nv set myself to read it..cried alot..cos the story was realli heart wrenching..tot it was like any other books i had read..books bout love etc..books tat are categorised as chic lit..books tat goes together wif cecilia ahern's ps; i love u, alexander potter's be careful wat u wish for..but this was nt any other book..at least it was nt to me..it taught me tat once the chance has pass it will nv come again..once u missed it, things will nv b the same again..hopefully things will start to look well from nw on..n hopefully i wont go back into my undead self again..i nd to find a purpose in life......

wonder who if anyone drops by here anymore..if u happen to read this, pls bear wif me..i m still coming to terms wif the now me..haven used english for ages..gt so much more to share..but cant...i finally understands y some ppl find it hard to express themselves..nt cos they are introvert o wat..jus tat they cant find the right words to do so..