My journey. My path.

Everyone who is in your life is meant to be part of your journey, but not all of them are meant to stay.
Don't hold on too tight, learn to let them go. You'll find this a lot easier and you won't sink.

So keep going, you will get there. Every moment is your opportunity to add a little more value to your future. Be grateful and be thankful.

Life is not about money, love nor power.
It's not about destination neither.
It's the journey that matters, not the destination.

Learn to enjoy the process and take the result lightly.
Take off the unnecessary baggage and move on.
Nobody can stop me to create my own journey of life.

:)
Good Luck.

Hey

I like you :)

I don't know who you are.

But..
Yes..
I will like you.

Nah..

Am I too feeble to be here?
Weak, spineless, unenthusiastic, inept..bla bla bla.

Help me to get rid of those negative spirits please.
Anybody?

Hey, how are you?

Hey there, how are you doing? I am here for almost 2 months and I have done nothing.

Start to think the purpose of being here.
I feel like I am wasting my time and my money.
I learn nothing.
I do nothing.
I love nothing.

To explore the world? Nah..excuses..
To experience a whole new life? Nah..excuses..
To learn something new? Nah..excuses..

It has made me keep on questioning myself.

What's my purpose?
Which is my position?
Why am I here?
When can I wake up?

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What should I do?
How.....?

Bubu

So.. what's bubu? Who's bubu?
If you're my facebook friends and you have looked at my posts, you will find this 'thing' quite frequently.

What and who is bubu leh??

MY DOG LAAAAA..

:D
:D
:D

He farted on my face when we were napping together in my bed.
Very smelly laaaaa!!

okay. bb!

Mi primer soneto

Un soneto tiene que consistir 2 cuartetos y 2 tercertos. Es mejor que se ponga el rima consonante y cada verso sea endecasílabo (significa que un verso tiene 11 sílabas)


Este es mi primer soneto. Deseo que les guste.

El color

Lo que protege la cebra, el color

Y muestra la belleza de las flores

Nacimos en diferentes colores

Pero la sangre tiene el mismo color

Por los colores, provocan el dolor

Y por ésto, ocurren los rencores

Parecemos como los ganadores

Sin embargo, ya hemos perdido el valor

Que somos transformados de los simios
Y que somos las creaciones de Dios

¿Por qué deja que el color nos distinga?

Nosotros, los humanos, somos nimios

Tal vez rezamos sinceramente a Dios

Para que el fuego interior no se extinga

A veces, me siento argullosa de que he aprendido español.

Gracias por todo. :)

那個.....

我好像越來越胖了 (._.)
怎麽辦

好！這次一定要成功瘦下來！
人生中最瘦的一次！

加油吧！小胖妹！

好吧，這是男的。

〈無題〉

這幾天是考試成績放榜的日子
我沒勇氣去查
我知道這次考試自己的水準
我也知道不可能比上一次的好

說什麽這次考試沒時間讀，因爲忙很多活動，全部考試的時間又擠在一起，一定考不好的
不過還是死命的讀
讀不完，還是硬著頭皮卻考
攷完出來，臉青青，行屍走肉了一兩天

最近一直作惡夢，夢到考得很很很糟糕

到了現在
好了，準備好了，檢查了
看到成績第一時間就是 ‘啊~~~~~~~！怎麽可能！’
好吧，成績是不錯，不過還是退步了
至少沒有想象的糟

有點苦盡甘來的感覺 嘿嘿嘿

以前的我對成績看得淡淡的，肥佬就肥佬，管它什麽的
現在的我到底是怎麽了？
變比較嚴肅了，不愛打鬧，懶得社交 ？
這樣的改變是好是坏？
可能只有在值得的人的身旁，才能作最初最幼稚的自己

其實現在的自己，我也挺喜歡的 :)