tomorrow my exams starts.
I got scolded the other day.
Why? Because I said to someone that I didn't feel like studying.
And i felt happy to be scolded.
明日試験が始まる。
この間、僕が誰かにしかれた。
何故？僕が誰かに勉強したくないと言ったから。
僕はしかれたのは嬉しかったと思ってた。
20 April 2006
18 April 2006
Sometimes...
... I'm just not sensitive enough.
Somebody said that I'm not known for my sympathy, and I think that isn't true.
I sympathize, but not when it is not going to do the person any good.
I scold because I love. But I must admit I go overboard at times.
But I find it irritating when someone does silly things and complains about it after.
Maybe I hate it because I'm prone to doing it as well. But I'm trying to outgrow it.
I'll only scold those that matter to me.
Because I don't want the people i care about to be hurt, or tired from their own (in my opinion) bad decisions.
Understand a bit more of me today.
Know my intentions, I do not ever mean to hurt.
Somebody said that I'm not known for my sympathy, and I think that isn't true.
I sympathize, but not when it is not going to do the person any good.
I scold because I love. But I must admit I go overboard at times.
But I find it irritating when someone does silly things and complains about it after.
Maybe I hate it because I'm prone to doing it as well. But I'm trying to outgrow it.
I'll only scold those that matter to me.
Because I don't want the people i care about to be hurt, or tired from their own (in my opinion) bad decisions.
Understand a bit more of me today.
Know my intentions, I do not ever mean to hurt.
10 April 2006
Buses and plastic bags
Sometimes I wonder what parents are teaching their kids. Because today, on the bus home, I saw something that made me feel like screaming at the kid.
First of all it was almost rush hour, and the bus was slowly filling up. So there I was listening to my iPod almost dozing off. Nearing Toa Payoh, three aunties boarded the bus. I gave one of them my seat, leaving two. And there's when I realised that there was an empty seat, oh wait, it wasn't empty, it was occupied by a plastic bag. A plastic bag that could have fitted nicely ontop of the bag of its owner, a horizontally challenged Indian boy. But no, the plastic bag had to have a seat of its own during rush hour, while there were people standing.
And the worse thing? One of the aunties came towards the seat thinking that it was empty, only to be disappointed to find it occupied by a plastic bag. Luckily, the lady sitting infront of the kid gave her seat up to the auntie. Thus resolving a potentially awkward situation for the kid.
I wonder if I should have said or done something. But then I couldn't be bothered.
First of all it was almost rush hour, and the bus was slowly filling up. So there I was listening to my iPod almost dozing off. Nearing Toa Payoh, three aunties boarded the bus. I gave one of them my seat, leaving two. And there's when I realised that there was an empty seat, oh wait, it wasn't empty, it was occupied by a plastic bag. A plastic bag that could have fitted nicely ontop of the bag of its owner, a horizontally challenged Indian boy. But no, the plastic bag had to have a seat of its own during rush hour, while there were people standing.
And the worse thing? One of the aunties came towards the seat thinking that it was empty, only to be disappointed to find it occupied by a plastic bag. Luckily, the lady sitting infront of the kid gave her seat up to the auntie. Thus resolving a potentially awkward situation for the kid.
I wonder if I should have said or done something. But then I couldn't be bothered.
9 April 2006
8 April 2006
Over the rainbow
How do I know that you are the one for me?
I could say it's because you've said "I love you" to me.
Or how it feels so right to have you lying in my arms.
Or how my legs seem to be the perfect pillow for you.
Or how waking up to you by my side feels so natural.
Or how my heart beats faster when you're near.
Or how right it feels even when we're arguing.
Or how your hand seems to made for mine.
But the real reason is that I just do.
My heart knows.
You're the one.
You're the one for me.
I could say it's because you've said "I love you" to me.
Or how it feels so right to have you lying in my arms.
Or how my legs seem to be the perfect pillow for you.
Or how waking up to you by my side feels so natural.
Or how my heart beats faster when you're near.
Or how right it feels even when we're arguing.
Or how your hand seems to made for mine.
But the real reason is that I just do.
My heart knows.
You're the one.
You're the one for me.
7 April 2006
Blogging in japanese?
http://minnanoblog.blogspot.com/
Some of my friends from the Japanese classes set up this blog, if you understand japanese, do go check it out and tell us what's wrong. You should go check it even if you do not understand japanese, simply because it's cool. :)
Some of my friends from the Japanese classes set up this blog, if you understand japanese, do go check it out and tell us what's wrong. You should go check it even if you do not understand japanese, simply because it's cool. :)
1 April 2006
おにぎり
Today, i went to this japanese cafe at Robertson Quay. It has very good ramen. And that was what i ordered. I ordered the set which came with onigiri(rice balls) and tsukemono(pickled veggies).
When i was eating the onigiri, I suddenly thought "this tastes really good". And suddenly I missed Japan.
I went Mediya, and I saw so many japanese snacks, and again I missed Japan.
But as I was walking home, I came to a realization.
I thought I missed Japan.
But it's really you that I miss.
When i was eating the onigiri, I suddenly thought "this tastes really good". And suddenly I missed Japan.
I went Mediya, and I saw so many japanese snacks, and again I missed Japan.
But as I was walking home, I came to a realization.
I thought I missed Japan.
But it's really you that I miss.
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