Why're we making all these same mistakes?

Spent some time browsing the web for pictures of pretty rooms.

Favourites are found here.

In short, today has been quite productive. 

Finished up some outstanding homework, handed them in via school email and did all my HML hw!

However, I'm still awaiting some more of it which cikgu has yet to send us. Dayummmm :c

Found this on.................ok wait I forgot. ;x

It's either I found it on twitter/fb/instagram.

Pardon my stm.

Had a quick lunch at Lucky Plaza's Macs with Nat :---------)

I'll upload the other polaroid tmr if I have the time! (:

P.S. I look like a hot bung. -self praise-

Muke steam dan maintainnnnnnnnnnn.

Found this picture on fb and for some odd reason, I just had to print it.

And ta-daaaa!~ 

KEEP CALM AND GANGNAM STYLE BITCHESSSSSSSSS. 8D

Ok, have a great night, a great weekend and a great 1 week Sept holiday break! 8-D

Mother and Son

My mom only had one eye. I hated her, she was such an embarrassment. My mom ran a small shop at a flea market.She collected little weeds and such to sell, anything for the money we needed she was such an embarrassment.There was this one day during elementary school. I remember that it was field day, and my mom came. I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me? I threw her a hateful look and ran out. The next day at school..."Your mom only has one eye?!" and they taunted me.
I wished that my mom would just disappear from this world so I said to my mom, "Mom, why don't you have the other eye?! You're only going to make me a laughingstock. Why don't you just die?" My mom did not respond. I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it felt good to think that I had said what I'd wanted to say all this time.
Maybe it was because my mom hadn't punished me, but I didn't think that I had hurt her feelings very badly.
That night...I woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. My mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was afraid that she might wake me. I took a look at her, and then turned away. Because of the thing I had said to her earlier, there was something pinching at me in the corner of my heart. Even so, I hated my mother who was crying out of her one eye. So I told myself that I would grow up and become successful, because I hated my one-eyed mom and our desperate poverty.
Then I studied really hard. I left my mother and came to Seoul and studied, and got accepted in the Seoul University with all the confidence I had. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. Then I had kids, too. Now I'm living happily as a successful man. I like it here because it's a place that doesn't remind me of my mom.
This happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when someone unexpected came to see me "What?! Who's this?!"... It was my mother...Still with her one eye. It felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me. My little girl ran away, scared of my mom's eye.
And I asked her, "Who are you? I don't know you!!!" as if I tried to make that real. I screamed at her "How dare you come to my house and scare my daughter! Get out here now!" And to this, my mother quietly answered, "oh, I'm so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address," and she disappeared. Thank good ness... she doesn't recognize me. I was quite relieved. I told myself that I wasn't going to care, or think about this for the rest of my life.
Then a wave of relief came upon me... one day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. I lied to my wife saying that I was going on a business trip. After the reunion, I went down to the old shack, that I used to call a house...just out of curiosity there, I found my mother fallen on the cold ground. But I did not shed a single tear. She had a piece of paper in her hand.... it was a letter to me.
My Son,
I think my life has been long enough now. And... I won't visit Seoul anymore... but would it be too much to ask if I wanted you to come visit me once in a while? I miss you so much. And I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I decided not to go to the school.... For you... I'm sorry that I only have one eye, and I was an embarrassment for you.
You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye. As a mother, I couldn't stand watching you having to grow up with only one eye... so I gave you mine... I was so proud of my son that was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye. I was never upset at you for anything you did. The couple times that you were angry with me. I thought to myself, 'it's because he loves me.' I miss the times when you were still young around me.
I miss you so much. I love you. You mean the world to me. My world shattered! Then I cried for the person who lived for me. My Mother.






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Quiz: What's Your Theme Song?

Quiz: What's Your Theme Song?

"Want You Back" by Cher Lloyd

You're tough and edgy — but most of all, bold. You're not afraid to speak your mind, or talk to a guy first. If you want something (like your ex back), you'll stop at nothing to make sure you get it!

I let the pictures speak for me.

To them:
Ask yourselves if you've indeed been true friends cause you guys are depicting the total opposite.
If you don't want me there, just f say it. Would it kill ya to be honest? Next time, don't try to fake pity and not mind having me around when in actual fact, my very presence annoys you all right? Maybe I'm not entirely right but I believe I'm not entirely wrong either. Perhaps I'm getting it all wrong but how will I ever find out if you're not gonna tell me?

To you:

I miss talking to you, _ _ _ _. I don't even know why, seriously.

Still hoping the movie and bubbletea thing would happen but haha, who am I kidding.
I'll try to get it in my head that there's no chance anymore; there's never been one anyways.

So, tell me, why do I keep on hoping?

You hit the road and left me an ocean.

For a second you were here, why you over there?

Went to the Children's Society's branch @ Henderson Rd again today!
It was a fun cip visit today with Clarissa, Sheena, Dana, Celine, Arina, Chen, Nicole, Qian Rong, Hannah and Mary :---------)
Diyana was very happy when I actually fulfilled my promise to her about coming back to visit the second time round. The moment Dana told her that I'd arrived, she immediately ran to me, squeezed and hugged me tight ("; Thanks adik, I really needed that <3 :=":" p="p">Before that, I accompanied Chen to Plaza Sing to buy some stuffs from PaperMarket. I ended up buying that pretty paper with motivational sayings. (that picture right at the bottom)
I thought it cost $1.90 since that was the price that was pasted everywhere on the shelves but it turns out that it costs $3.60!!! ASDFGHJKL. Managed to get a 15% discount thanks to Caroline's PaperMarket membership card which Chen borrowed from her! Ended up paying $3.10. It may just be a 50-cent difference but it's still something.
Followed Chen to Daiso after that but she didn't manage to find what she was looking for and she was quite frustrated/disappointed. Chillax buddy, surely you'll find your gift in time! :----)
Had lunch with her at KFC after that. Tried KFC Cheesy Meltz for the 1st time thanks to her!
The portion seemed pretty small but thankfully, it was filling. That plus a regular Pepsi and mashed

potato cost us $4.50 each! Thank goodness for student meals :"""") I spent quite alot today and tbh, I feel really bad about it. Sigh. I shall stop spending unnecessarily for the time being or at least till the end of this school week. C'mon, #icandothisshit.


In conclusion, today was quite ok I guess. Shared loads of laughters with my tablemates. I seriously love my class seating. I want to be around them forever if I could. They're f awesome <3 br="br" nbsp="nbsp">






Hey you, yes you, I miss talking to you, really.

Life.

So, I came across a few pictures which made me think to myself as to how the world has so many people who are facing such emotional/mental/physical pain, trauma and torture. It's unimaginable as to how such things are even occurring in this world. Seeing these pictures makes me feel more appreciative of the not-so-perfect-but-still-quite-ok environment which I've grown and am still growing up in. If you know what I mean.

Take a look:

To all those facing similar problems, personally, I feel that ultimately, this is the kind of thinking we should adopt:

Sometimes, we've got to be our own saviour.

Cause it's that warm fuzzy feeling I get inside or rather, what I used to get.

shehasasecret.tumblr.com makes me think, alot.