I was never a leader sort of person in my life. I hate to lead cos I know people won't like my style once I get very engrossed in what I'm doing. But one thing I have to admit is I learnt a lot from this club especially communication skills. I have never felt so disheartening in any other occasion like today. As usual, we needed to do committee and top 3 meeting after every session of training. In a way, to give feedbacks and exchange thoughts for the journey we've came so far. The main issue revolving on today's meeting table were to open up our heart and talk about all the dissatisfactions we have against each other. When it was my turn to speak, I pointed out my own weaknesses and told them how guilty I felt for not being able to go to college 5 days a week in order to complete certain tasks. In fact I didn't speak out what I really felt deep down fretting someone will be offended. Well you know that sorta sensitive thing that the exco team and advisor team might not wanna hear. Ok everything went on quite well until some customary act happened and that's what I really hate about to happen in this kinda occasion, somebody wept. First it was one of the exco member and later my partner. I wasn't expecting anything from my partner cos the first few round she was still very keep to herself until someone hit the spot and then she broke out in tears. I knew something bad was happening. Indeed, she said in tremble voice that she felt very helpless as in whenever she wanted to put in all her efforts, no one was there to give her helping hands (something to that effect, I wasn't paying attention cos I was thinking about so many things during that freeze of moment). At that point, everyone was looking at me (I think) and I felt so awkward can dig a hole and hide. Aside from all the fingers pointing, I have really no idea why she felt so helpless in any given reasons, in fact no reasons for her to feel helpless at all since we've equal coverage of tasks and responsibilities. Others being external factors that beyond our control. If you didn't already know, I quitted my job just because of this project. I came for meeting most of the time even if I didn't have class on that particular day. I tried to help her in every possible way I could. Seek for senior's advice (which in turn got stood up 4 times), communicating with all the group members (as they need me to be the "good" one among the bad), do up paper documents, follow up on proposals, guide all my members...you name it. So at the end of the day, she still can't withstand the hardship that has been throwing into her face saying that she felt no one could help her and proceeded to weep along. I didn't feel a thing at that immediate moment so I stunned in heart with lotsa complicated feelings whilst staring into blank not making eye contact with anyone cos I know what I would be getting, a great deal of eyes looking at my direction eventhough she didn't speak forthright to the point. Come on we ain't that foolish. Although, I convinced myself that she didn't mean it but I do mind what she said to a certain extent. It affects me as a complete person. I ought to have a strong tie with my partner and I'm still trying very hard for her to accept me as a person who's up to her expectation. We're classmate this semester and we're still kinda close, so to say. I don't know but I felt challenged, I will improve no matter what but one thing for sure, I will not favour the act of tearing in front of people due to incompetence or hardship because when you cry, you will be the winner at that very moment despite any explanations. I could've defended myself but I didn't because I knew very well that I was in a weaker position. I don't mean to whine so much here but I seriously got no one to talk to regarding all these. As you know, whatever they said is always right, you don't get a second say. For example, when I told the president to sound us directly for dissatisfactions instead of beating around the bush, somebody will just come out and ask me to take back my words reason being I'm old enough to comprehend any untold events. I'm experienced, I'm old enough to behave, to think what people think...blah blah. What's the relationship between age and experience if I may ask? A 70 years old accountant may not know much about the achievement of a 25 years old biotechnologist in stem cell research field. Why? Food for thought. They should try to find out why are we still hesitate to speak our minds cos face it, they just refuse to take our words and will go the extra mile to counter the validity of each and every point we made. Their attitudes toward the entire project can only boil down into 4 words : 食古不化. In short, they are always right (according to the god-like free Marketing/Management 101 lessons we've been getting from them). I would say, very intelligent way of propagandizing but no thanks, please get straight to the point. I seriously dislike people being wishy-washy with me which gives me the urge to either crush their skull into pulps or pour acids into their eyeballs very badly. When we said we don't know, we really mean it, don't tell us you expect us to know by instinct. We weren't born with equal ability nor 6th sense do we?
Fortunately I didn't need to go anywhere yesterday so I basically spent the whole day stoning and rooting whilst staring into empty, well judge me for all you like and tell me that I'm pathetic cos you are merely jealous of the excessive disposable time I have. But first thing first, my life sucks of late, like real suck you know? More powerful than a 2000 hp vacuum cleaner. To give you the benefit of doubt, I'm on the verge of failing my Organic Chemistry (yes, failed to slay this creature in brutal manner like I wanted to and in return got slayed T.T) and be noted that I'm only taking Organic Chemistry this semester *long pause*. How great lor this time! All laziness exposed to sunlight finally. I have to work like an ass to score for passing mark this time eventhough it will be my last semester in this crappy college and I've already gotten university acceptance. So it leaves me to think that I won't opt for a university that requires Organic Chemistry 2 in future. No way I will love it, embrace it and explore the interesting side of it. NEVER. The problem is with the syllabus itself, when we say Organic Chemistry, we mean ORGANIC CHEMISTRY, expecting purely H-C-C-C-C-C-C-C -H that sort of matter but why the hell half of it (or 3 quarters) consists nonsense about physical properties? Super cannot tahan Physical Chemistry! Worse still, I got a lovely lecturer who give marks according to personal judgement, in a way, favouritism. Mierda betul. I bet no one will get A and above judging on the overall courseworks my classmates scored (which will serve them a good lesson due to their lack of generosity in circulating lab reports and stuffs haha I very evil). Bad (or good, depends) thing is half of the class is failing also aha. Most of us need to score at least 60% or above to pass this shit, so you can more or less predict how pathetic our test marks are all this while. And there goes the first fml-worthy event.
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Seriously, in your utmost honesty, tell me how do you find the photo above? It's sort of a gig or "beauty pageant" dedicated to our college so called English day. I personally find it a bit vulgar and inappropriate for there should be a better content to it. You may go on and comment about me being uptight for all I care but I just wonder were they that desperate and thirst for public attention? For whatever effects that they are seeking, they have brought home the bacons indeed. Surely it was an attention getter by shoving 4 beefy chaps up the stage to drag for few rounds of applause. Let's for once not mention about who's the mastermind behind and what stimulant did he/she give them to lose pride in their gender worth but tell me, can you see what I see? There's a subtle implication behind this little frame of 4 drag queens. Sexism? Identity crisis? Humanity? Gender discrimination? Should I assume it to be of educational approach, nothing further or otherwise?
In my worthless 2 cents, it won't cost them an arm to think of a better play to achieve their main purpose. Imagine this...
English day was fun, I learned how to drag and laughed my kidney off on a few performances. They sure knew the way to amuse people did they not? Hey, why was I there in the first place?!Food for thought.
Today I am extremely SORRY for accusing wrong persons (in heart). I feel so guilty right now cos I had been cursing the innocents for the whole of yesterday about how this particular group of people behind this project work through a plan donning as charity but merely a profit-driven mob that goes around siphoning money, money and more money. All of these are due to the price disparity of that particular charity product that I found out later selling at other websites for only half of the price. I swear I was so furious at that point of time so I started imagining how these people carry out their plan beautifully with a series of plays in mind. I had even went to the extent of calculating the breakdown as in how much of the $ will be contributed for charity and $ that will be contributed to their pocket eventually, how many of the charity product they will need to sell in order to break even...yada. SILLY ENOUGH! So I opted COD and the genius behind this project came to deliver the good personally albeit delivery charges applied but mind you it rained like mad this morning and he was riding nothing but a motorbike without shelter instead of the typical means of transport we would have thought otherwise. Guiltiness x 100. Actually, he called me to ask for direction before that so I bet he must have had a tough time locating KMC in this barren land of PJ. Guiltiness x 1000. At last, he came to the guard house all drenched. That sight of him during that freeze of moment makes me feel so ashamed about myself. At least a lesson learnt, I shouldn't pass judgement on something that I hardly know until I have seen it myself. The other thing is why should I even care so much in the first place since my sole purpose is to be charitable? I'm such a big time hypocrite myself.
p/s : if u wanna do your part for this charity please visit here.
Cuaca sejak kebelakangan ini tak menentu sangat. Sekali panas terik, sekali hujan "kucing dan anjing". Contohnya, hujan lebat semasa petang waktu ni bagai awan2 dah kebelet lama melepaskan kencing dlm sekaligus siol, ku mmg terasa hujan tersebut dah disimpan selama beberapa tahun dan rupa2nya bakal menyebabkan gempa bumi kut! Nak keluar pun susah, tinggal kat bilik pun mensia2kan masa aje. Cuih! Niat mengulang kaji langsung tak hadir sepanjang hari walaupun ujian Organic Chemistry dah nak menjelang dah!
Cuaca tak baik, mood pun takde. Kalau kau tanya ku macam mana ku menghabiskan masa sepanjang hari ini, haha, berikutnya jawapan ku : bersembang sikit, membeku di depan laptop sikit, main game sikit, guling2 atas katil sikit...ape lagi? Maka habis2lah satu hari yg patut mengulang-kaji. Dah terang pasal kisah sehari seorang budak kolej ke tak?
Kesemuanya atas tentu menjadi faktor dimana Sabtu ni hari kiamat bagi ku. Padahal 3 bab tak kira banyak tu tapi otak enggan berfungsi! Cilaka!
Baru2 ni pun tak bermotivasi nak bersenam lor, asyik makan aje sampai kenyang perut buncit, tidur, bangun, makan lagi...sehari ikut sehari takkan menjadi si gemuk pun susah. Takut aje semua ni takdir dan pesanan tuhan. Nampaknya cuma terima hakikat sedemikian aje lah! Baru ku ni tersedar betapa susah hidupnya apabila tidak mempunyai tapak sokongan yg kuat utk menggalak atau menyeru membuat sesuatu yg patut dilakukan khasnya hidup perseorangan di luar. Kononnya, kewujudan orang2 tersayang di sekeliling amat penting...percakapan ni mmg benar sangat.
Tapi dari segi fikiran yg ceria, hidup takkan menjadi hidup kalau takde apa jua cabaran yg nyata di depan mata. Tentunya ada cara utk mengatasinya selagi kita ingat bahawa bak kata pepatah orang Iban : Agi idup, agi ngelaban! Fight fight fight for victory (yg ni baru menunjuk hidup ku bertujuan)! Hidup tanpa tujuan kan lebih baiklah pergi rehat kat pusara? Dan jgn nak kata mimpi tu penting sebab ku mmg rasa mimpi hanya bikin utk orang yg suka tidur selama2nya.
Sekarang ni, ku hanya nak belajar bersungguh2 utk mencapai tujuan tersebut! Tinggal lebih kurang 1 minggu aje! Emang gw pikirin!
Entah mengapa tiba2 terasa penat sangat T.T . Baru cakap nak belajar sungguh2, mempersiasueykan betul!
Last Saturday's outing was a completely tiring (my toes are skinned and blistered from all the walking) and of course without questions, a fun one lah! I was supposed to visit the dentist on that particular morning but to no avail since we clearly forgot about that day being a Saturday, like duh! And so I went on to explore the new custom CIQ building which I had never used before prior to that visit earlier than expected since the dentist clinic is somewhere around the town. I got ditched at CS cos I didn't wanna take the bus all the way from Larkin, which was totally WRONG! The new CIQ may seem like one street across CS but in fact it is 4-5 uphill escalators + several pointless curvaceous flat walkways + a checkpoint + few other escalators leading to the bus terminal away followed with the infamous scenic driveway towards causeway which is also curvaceous (resembles F1 circuit in case you have no idea how redundant it is). So I finally got a taste of the new CIQ system and to be very frank, give me back the old and shabby one cos it was really much more convenient, VERY MUCH. If you didn't already know, everything back then was as straight as ruler. Well, JB won't be JB without all these megalomaniac projects to mess around the city as a mean to worsen whatever condition it was before. Yes, it's not getting any better I dare to say and now they are talking about lifting the Segget's drainage trench cover once again which indicates a waste of few million Ringgit of taxpayer's money. Had they realised earlier that by covering up the stinky river isn't gonna solve problems in long run, they would have adopted a better plan (which sadly unavailable during the time of approving this project) or stall the entire idea until they come up with a better one which is just as easy as it sounds isn't it? What was the rush then? Better yet, I'd rather they not lift a single thing and let us inhale the foul smell afterall we were so used to it already. It was nearly the symbol and pride of JB-ians. Anyways, I shan't go on whining about the entire sucky BN government project, we are owned by them for few decades consecutively, also being the all time safety zone for BN in the country. What more can I expect from all Johorians? Be more adventurous in the next election?
Digressed.
Ok, the thing is I braved the new CIQ eventually and the next thing I knew I was already in Raffles City waiting for Jessica since her alarm was left in limbo. Fortunately, we met on time and had a super quick lunch at MOS Burger whilst she passed me the entrance ticket and my pressie and left in a hurry to Victoria Concert Hall for her final rehearsal and preparation. Thanks for the pressie anyways, it was so nice of you and I know you are broke cos of that but still...million thanks haha. After she left, I was all alone with plenty of time to do practically nothing as I didn't wanna walk around too much in order to conserve some body energy for the performance later on since it was a "choir " performance afterall and you know I needed to make sure that I was supportive enough by showing no signs of sleepiness at all through out the entire show.
In the mean time, frog said she was able to meet up with me after her exam. So I called her to eat at Lau Pa Sat since I was around that area. Surprisingly (to me), I found a kway chap stall inside! Omg this heaven made local food is extinct (almost) in Malaysia already, not unless you count kway tiaw kia in but the latter is in long and thin rice noodles form like sa hor fun. Kway tiaw kia to kway chap is like heavy herbal Bak Kut Teh soup to peppery clear Bak Kut Teh soup, cousins to each other -_-. Frog was like the typical her, complained all the way about the food being too salty or bland or anything to that effect. Therefore, after our 1st lunch session in LPS, we moved to Orchard Rd. immediately for a second round to seek utmost satisfaction for our taste buds. We settled in at the Ayam Penyet Ria in Lucky Plaza once again and got myself a terrible sore throat after consuming few extra portions of its Indonesian sambal which is extremely spicy in its kind! Roamed around after that and bought some marshmallows from Muji. Then we parted as it's getting late and high amount of car started to flood the road. But before we parted, frog made a desirable and UNDOUBTLY favourable promise to me that cannot be disclosed as a matter of secrecy :p Thank you for that, frog!
Headed to VCH from Orchard to find myself reached there tad too early but luckily I secured myself a front roll seat so that I could catch better view of her performing on stage. In the end I made a mistake cos she told me to sit at the right wing of the hall in performer's perspective but I got it twisted and sat at the right wing of audience's perspective instead, and got my view of her blocked by those conductors all the way! But it's ok cos it was only few songs, the rest I could see her dancing around, showing the part of her that was unfamiliar to me such as swinging on the dance floor to some classic 70's/80's/90's (not sure about that) and High School Musical's. At this point you may ask, isn't it a "choir" that I'm talking about all this while? Why the 70's/80's/90's and High School Musical's? Yes, that was really a surprise to all the audience that unbeknownst to the flow of the entire show prior to it. Even Jessica was sealing her lips so tight as to not reveal anything to keep us anticipated. And yes, she brought home the bacon I'd say! Everyone was impressed by their performance, the NTU CAC Choir team. I personally love the first few songs they performed which were "Shinjiru" (Japanese enka) and "Diu Diu Dang Ah" (fusion of Hokkien classic, acapella, beatbox etc. lotsa elements inside that won them a gold medal in a competition held in Austria). However, songs after them during the first half were quite boring and I almost fell asleep (yes I failed, sorry Jessica!) especially during the alumni performance. I couldn't help cos all of them sounded like lullaby to me until the second half kicked in where they brought up the atmosphere into a complete new high with all the dancings and stage musical singings. I find it so cute that they actually rendered the whole second half performance a mock up radio broadcast with an emcee acting as a DJ announcing all that are gonna come in next for audience to anticipate. The next thing we heard was thunderous applause followed by lotsa confettis! Then there were people shouted for encore as well and of cos performers were more than happy to remain on stage to perform another song or two. Everything just boils down to one word, superb! It was an eye opening show to me, at least, despite the need of toothpicks to pry open my eyes in the middle of the performance due to extreme sleepiness. Sorry!
After the show around 2 hours later (rather short), mingled a bit and off I rushed back to JB fretting I'd miss the last train or bus but all my worries were unnecessary in the end. Braved through another round of CIQ clearance, touched down the land of JB at almost 11 pm. Reached home with ached body, bruised legs, skinned toes and sore throat! Have to admit that I'm too old for this kind of activity. But I'm fine by now and all ready for the next round!
On a completely irrelevant note, I have yet to make a major decision in life before this May or earlier. I'm torn between KU and SUNY Buffalo! KU is of cos a better ranking uni. compared to Buffalo but Buffalo is within the limit of NY state and being in the boundary of NY means I will have immediate guardians for shelter if there's anything emergency. Most of all my aunt in NY can cook extremely well especially on home cuisine (Asian)! They are in JB right now and I've been hearing a lot and I really feel like living near to them or even with them if I were to transfer to Stony Brook eventually. As for KU, well, living in mid-west, the living condition can more or less be predicted : university town, conservative Republicans, wild animals running around campus, plains and corn farms, campus food (shortage on Asian eateries), tornadoes...etc = BORING! Just like UNL or even IIUC in Nilai! HOW?!!!
The kway chap is quite bland and tasteless (not as tasty as it looks). It's Singaporean food that I'm talking about anyways.
The exterior design of Victoria Theatre (quite small but compact). Don't quite like all the Victorian designs.
Bronze statue of the founder of the island country, Sir Stamford Raffles.
Clock tower
The first half of the choir. Jessica is the 6th from left at the front row.
Teamed up with the alumni (those with all sorts of red accessories on black)
Alumni performance. Yawnsy but should be quite high standard for those who can appreciate.
The second half. More animated performance.
They were all so cute with the props haha, I couldn't stop laughing during this part actually. Oops.
End of the show
Jessica & myself.
Tadah, Skittles spray candies which is totally bullshit to max! What the fuck is this invention I wonder? What's on their minds...it's like filling a spray bottle with syrup of different flavours, spray it onto tongue and voila, a whole new concept of eating your candies! To be honest, it tastes like antiseptic or cough syrup. Quite disgusting. This thing will be put into extinction in time to come. Let's just wait until someone came up to protest. Before that, being the most intelligent consumer I am, I bought not only 1 of this bugger but...
3!!! Only to find out that they tasted horribly err.....I don't know how to describe that feeling but defintely not something everyone can accept at first "spray". Fuck my life.Terima kasih yang tulus ikhlas kepada mereka yang tersayang for all the wishes, efforts, surprises, pressies, parties, cakes, candles, meals...etc.
Muchas gracias! Estoy muy feliz!
谢谢 :)
再过多几分钟本人就要迈入人生的第二十二个年头了，借此要感谢的人有很多。
我要...
感谢那些给我coursework超低分的人。
感谢那些放我飞机的人。
感谢那些当我在大雨过后的路边行走时，开车把水溅到我身上的人。
感谢那些挡在行人道前面的人。
感谢那些把我当傻瓜的人。
感谢那些嫌弃我的人。
感谢那些讲我品味差，自己也好不到那里去的人。
感谢那些在当我有困难时选择隔岸观火，见死不救的人。
感谢那些骗我钱的人。
感谢那些不让位给我坐的人。
感谢那些以为自己驾车就很了不起的人。
感谢那些讲我驾车很“垄”的人。
感谢那些每天向我炫耀自己的人。
感谢那些不明白我讲什么， 又装懂的人。
感谢那些明白我讲什么，又装傻的人。
感谢那些假面仙，笑面虎。
感谢那些无事不登三宝殿的人。
感谢那些讲我没有心又完全不了解双鱼座的人。
感谢那些过度开朗的人。
感谢那些讲我不够朋友的人。
感谢那些在好一点的餐厅用餐时就拍一大堆食物照以为可以炫耀的世俗人。
感谢那些什么餐厅都拿来介绍在自己部落格，但最终那餐厅都zap lap的人。
感谢那些整天只为爱情而烦脑的人。
感谢那些自己test拿八十分还很伤心的人。
感谢那些讲要努力，却没有进步的人。
感谢那些求我帮忙，又嫌我做不够好的人。
感谢那些整天只会泡网咖但是考试又一百分的人。
感谢那些整天只把，足球，篮球，Games，车等冷血非生物物体和奢侈品挂在嘴边的人。
感谢那些求我帮忙他做功课，害到我没时间做自己的功课的人。
感谢那些只会没事在MSN烦我的人。
感谢那些知道我生日几时却没有祝贺我的人。
感谢那些忘了我生日几时的人。
感谢那些记错我生日日期的人。
感谢那些只会在MSN散热，但现实生活里却超冷淡的人。
感谢那些把我从他的圈子里X掉的人。
感谢那些被我从我的圈子里X掉的人。
感谢那些为芝麻小事而找碴的人。
感谢那些感情用事的人。
感谢那些不实际的人。
感谢那些败在虚伪大众媒体脚下的时下年轻人。
感谢那些过分崇洋的人。
感谢那些自以为比别人清高的人。
感谢那些盲目崇尚时尚，又不懂时尚的人。
感谢那些跟他借东西借了几十年都还借不到的人。
感谢那些开口闭口就Jesus这里Jesus那里的人。
感谢那些小器到爆的人。
感谢那些超白目的人。
感谢那些自以为会那么一点冰山一角就很了不起的人。
感谢那些没弄清楚事就误会我的人。
感谢那些“太极达人”。
感谢那些以为我游手好闲，没有努力的人 （大概没听过“默默耕耘”这句成语吧！）。
感谢那些在我努力过后，一声不吭，但做错一点小事就呱呱叫的人。
感谢那些对assignments不付出努力的人。
感谢那些嘲笑我胖的人。
感谢那些嘲笑我头大的人。
感谢那些讲我有萝卜腿的人。
感谢那些讲我牙很乱的人。
感谢那些讲我屁股很大的人。
感谢那些讲我脸烂的人。
感谢那些讲我比女人更女人的人。
感谢那些讲骗话不眨眼的人。
感谢那些一直暗示人家自己几时生日的人。
感谢那些做人没有原则，没有主见的人。
感谢那些叫我stayback又没有给我东西做的人。
感谢那些约我出来跟他朋友见面认识时，又要我自己找话题聊的人。
感谢那些股子里已经决定要去那里吃饭，吃什么，又要多余地问我意见的人。
感谢那些爱搞小圈子，讲秘密，小声讲大声笑的人。
感谢那些把我当酒肉朋友的人。
感谢那些把我当FWB的人。
感谢那些把我当好朋友又不约我出去的人。
感谢那些嘴巴只会讲人，自己也好不到那里去的人。
感谢那些以为买了DSLR就是王道，但拍一堆烂照片回来的人。
感谢那些以为读了arts就是designer，又号称自己作品为artwork的人。
感谢那些唱歌唱到好像杀鸡，又去参加歌唱比赛的人。
感谢那些以为自己很美很帅，就可以胡作非为的人。
感谢那些很爱炫耀自己交友广阔就很了不起的人。
感谢那些明明就认识你，但在跟其他朋友一gang时就装作不认识你的人。
感谢那些讲话不敢正眼看我的人。
感谢那些讲话拐弯抹角,又长期逃避话题的人。
感谢那些讲死都讲不听的人。
感谢那些找我聊天却搞到最后是我自己一个人在硬开话题讲个不停的人。
感谢那些有好吃又不介绍我的人。
感谢那些在唱k时点一大堆偶像剧主题曲的人。
感谢那些抱怨自己没有读书却考一百分的人。
感谢那些抱怨自己很穷的人。
感谢那些叫他坐公车好像要了他的命似的人。
感谢那些叫他去旅行又扭扭捏捏讲东讲西的人，不要去就讲不要去。
感谢那些骂了他还嬉皮笑脸的人。
感谢那些"抓粑仔"。
感谢那些跟lecturer一起讲别人是非的人。
感谢那些抄他一点功课就“八百”的人。
感谢那些超级幼稚的人。
感谢那些在上课时没有把手机关Silent的人。
感谢那些把手机当音响播放机的人。
感谢那些自以为在Pavillion或The Gardens混就很high class的人。
感谢那些自以为跟某某人很熟就很了不起的人。
感谢那些请人吃饭却点少少菜的人。
感谢那些死烟馋。
感谢那些只会讲不会做的人。
感谢那些愿祝世界和平及推崇环保却不懂要怎样去实践的人。
感谢那些在不适当的时候做不适当的事，可是又不能随便被打发走的人。
感谢那些见色忘友的人。
感谢那些以德报怨的人。
感谢那些在12pm之前打电话给我，却不知道我在睡觉的人。
感谢那些借了东西不还的人。
感谢那些乱扣我户头里的钱的人。
感谢那些觉得我很记仇，小器和计较的人。
感谢那些觉得我嘴贱的人。
尚有众多要感谢的人未克尽录，谨请原谅。
But most importantly, you know who you are.
其实leh...
我也没有要指桑骂槐或讽刺的意思。
但是，
我没有那么不介意，
我不是那么随意，
我不是那么神经大条，
我不是那么笨。
我也有情绪，
我也有个性，
我有时候只是装作不知道让自己和大家都好过，
我觉得睁一只眼闭一只眼比较快活！
以上的人真的都是这二十二年来我打从心底要衷心感谢的人。如果没有了他们，就没有人催促我成长，让我看清，看淡和看破这一切。请务必往好的方面想。
再一次的谢谢！
