`·.¸ღ Sissi's Diary ღ¸.·´

finally i 'm back to my own place. i just dont feel writing in Chinese any more. it's not my business and i just don't care whether someone understands or not.

after watching 'gossip girl' for numerous times, i switched to sex & the city, which is perceived to be classic.. but to me, it's a bit far-fetched...there's nothing but sex and the love affairs simply seem inscrutable to me. am i too immature, or i am just the inveterate conservative Asian who can never penetrate the Western mindset? though desperate housewife also talks a lot about sex and relationship, it does not appear to me in such a ... errrrr, i don't know what to say. anyway, you know what i mean right?

 

 

obviously, i shouldn't say anything today as the system error made all my efforts futile, but i'm resolute.

biorhythms are amazing...i, an inveterate lazybones, automatically woke up at 8 this morning.  it makes me feel certain that the human body is divine..that's why i believe bio, the most incredible subject which appears to be logical, is sacred. ( PLS TAKE NOTE: above words do not necessarily mean i am a religious person.)

 

now let's talk abt my pierced ear. apprentely, my right ear was unwilling to admit that there's a hole in it. after torturing it for nearly 1 hour, i eventually gave in to it. maybe it's my destiny that i should just leave one there. dad was in a sense right in his opinion of me: i am by his standards a dilettante. however, after 8 hours i dug it through..

 

 

 

母亲大人说我该走正道。

她还说，心不静方穿不成耳洞..

我的一个耳洞，竟害得某仁兄活生生的饿了半个小时，在此就不道歉了，只能说是生不逢时。

我买的蓝筹股似乎又跌了..

 

写两遍，我容易么..

 

我一直都想得挺开，不知怎么得，在orchard的那天晚上我就想不开了...结果就是无法避免的落入俗套。早在几天前就为这种自残行径戴了个冠冕堂皇的帽子，美其名曰：integrate into the local community... what a shame..

与我完整的耳朵告别。

 

我一向对escape那种地方没有兴趣，讨厌那些机器，更讨厌把自己扔进那些机器里折腾一番，给人感觉就像是把衣服扔进投币的滚筒洗衣机一般，花钱买罪受...在pasir ris住了3天，和同志们不停的处于“天黑闭眼”得状态中，生活节奏就像是被拧乱了的魔方，拧不回去了..值得庆幸的是直觉没有丧失，身体按照预期计划--垮塌。再次感叹我的坚挺，一句“舍命陪君子”，我豁出去了，半条命也出去了...

 

不知道家里被改成什么样了，心里有点打鼓，有点“怎么感觉怎么不想我家”的感觉，好似是某男即将见到整容女友的心情--没底。。

 

本以为考完时后会有很多清闲的时间，但没想到会是这样..忙忙活活就要回家了，可以联想到的是很快忙忙活活得马上就又回来了。

2年了，明天就是盼了2年的日子--prom night, 不是盼着它早点到来，而是盼着它早点结束。

 

自作自受中，请勿打扰...

to us prelim is over, though officially we still have e-math paper 1 tmr. ultimately, we have managed to rid ourselves of the gloomy days...whatever it is, it was behind us..

i am tortured by pounding headache, but my efforts to go to sleep proved futile.

slumping in bed, i was left with no other choice than watching movies. nevertheless, i figured out an inarguable truth which is i can't fully understand 'brokeback affairs', at least for now. it's a bit dull to me, so i turned to John Tucker Must Die after 20 mins. maybe it's because i'm still at my teen. multi-girl operation? NO WAY!

these days i hate those soppy mandarin songs, feeling sick of them. S..o..ooo disgusting...isn't there any advanced way to save your ears? definitely, cos IL Divo's there. Brightman, too.

a indescribable feeling of lifting..i don't know why..

 

对了，有一时代经典需要与大家共同分享：

 

（此情景发生在昨天午夜左右）

你我相逢在黑夜的海上，

你有你的，我有我的，方向；

你忘掉也好，

最好你记得，

在这大半夜背的中华文学。

                              --徐志摩原创，骊改编，春转述，我刊载

赏析：此诗是身在St. Nicks的所有chinese-lit girls在prelim前夜的真实写照。 可以算是“说不会话派”的开山之作，通过两年对理论的深入研究和探索，“说不会话派”的理论奠基人终于在百感交集之下，写下此作。以自己的创作实践，扫荡了一代奇靡之风，为文坛注入新的活力。从此，为中国文坛解决了语病这一根本问题。同时，我们更可以看到徐老的诗在今日，在异地也仍堪称经典。这有力的印证了经典是可以超越时空限制的，是永存于时间、空间之外的。想必，这是徐老当年也未曾想到的...

 

 

 

p.s.  i really don't know whether symmetry is the new trend now..

 

" I think a life in music is a life beautifully spent and this is what i have devoted my life to"-- a the God-given voice, Luciano Pavarotti, the King of High Cs.

 

La Scala opera house fell silent Thursday and the two remaining members of the Three Tenors led the chorus of tributes by the giants of opera , presidents and rock stars after the passing of Luciano Pavarotti.

 

Jose Carreras said," We have to remember him as the greatest artist he was, a man with such a wonderful charismatic personality."

 

Maybe you don't know what opera is all about but you know who Pavarotti is. His opera is a mass of joy and sadness; surreal and earthy at the same time, a great volcano of a man who sang fire but spilled over with a love of life in all its complexity.

 

The melody of Nessun Dorma is still hanging in the air, but the world is suffering from a great loss. He was an incredible legend...