First and foremost, here’s wishing everyone a happy chinese new year! ^^
I’ll sum up these few days of Chinese New Year, simple yet boring. Chinese New Year’s eve was good and bad. The good being having a reunion dinner with my family. It’s like the most difficult thing in the family, for all to sit down together to have dinner. The next time I see it happening would probably be a year later. The bad being dispersing right after meal. It’s either you do your own thing or you go out. I was using my laptop and it just passed 12 midnight without me knowing. The first day of Chinese New Year was as usual, and the only thing I like was the time spent chatting with my cousins. Last year, I was telling them about the existence of Disney internship. This year, I told them about my application for Disney internship. I foresee myself telling them about my experience for Disney internship next year. I really wished for what my cousins said to come true. I can’t wait for the change, in me, which I strongly believe I will and I want. The second day of Chinese Year, I went to J’s granny place. After which it was back to my place for steamboat. It’s kind of annoying when people don’t wish you anything good but keeps spamming about project. Seriously, everyone should take a break. The third day of Chinese New Year, which is the declared holiday by SP, it was house visiting & steamboat with my classmates. Sunny isn’t as bad as I thought, or rather he doesn’t petrify me as much as the other doggies. I guess that’s a thumbs up? Gangdang’s wall is amazing and I like the “glass-whiteboard”. To think about it, I am quite touched by whoever that attends. It simply means they ain’t the ones after good only, but would also like to spend time with an awesome bunch of friends.
People like to take advantages. It’s human’s nature. Sometimes I wished to be a bad guy, to stop helping others do their work. But will somebody teach me how? Sometimes we are unhappy and we don’t know why. Sometimes we just don’t feel like talking and we don’t know why either. Sometimes I just feel like crying and I don’t know why. For no apparent reason? Insecurities will destroy me. Life needs to be happier. It’s nice when somebody remembers your birthday. Thanks for the present. For a moment, I don’t feel like celebrating my birthday. :/ Okay, maybe I do. Or maybe not. Oh well, I think I need some rose petals.
If you are wondering, it’s a mixture of random thoughts all over my mind. There’s so much things going on inside and I can never say enough. The brain does wonders. Like a bowl of rojak.
