Irrashaimasei~! My Never-Ending Story

What am I?

I am a head-turner.
I am angelic. I am innocent.
I am loud. I am simple.
I am possessive. I am obsessive.
I am different. I am special.
I am soft-hearted. I am a giver.

You shall be so fascinated
that you will wake up the next morning
and wonder if you have met God the night before.

Yes, you have.

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LOSE YOURSELF
in this wild mix of colours.

Speech Bubbles

Talk to me
I don't bite. Hard. ~_^

COS THAT'S THE ONLY WAY
that you will find laughter.

DANCE LIKE AN ELEPHANT
squeal like a pig.

All I Want

Alternate Realities.

My own house.

My own car.

More jigsaw puzzles to fix.

Fall in love.

Rule the World.

Burn School DOWN.

JUMP, SCREAM, WAVE
YOUR HANDS AROUND
as if you've just lost your mind.

Touch the Sky!

COS WE'RE GONNA
PAINT THE TOWN RED
and we're gonna do it tonight.

Quoting Anonymous

SO STOP YOUR COMPLAINTS
and join the chaos.

Who am I?

I am a student from NTU.
I am from Singapore.
I am 22.
I am a Gemini.
I am loved.
I am a Child of God.

I am Ketsurui.

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THERE WILL NEVER BE
another dimension like this.

Tuesday, November 30, 2010 4:44 pm

Sigh... Chinese is really tearing me apart, inside out... Sigh... It's not like I don't study... But somehow... With what I can remember, I might as well don't...

;_; It's really like Dance all over again... No matter how hard I try, it's as if I'm not trying at all... There is no results... And everytime the teacher ask questions in class, I just feel like crying because I know I studied at least some of those parts before, but I can't recall a single thing...

I'm not being modest. I am not being shy. I really have no fucking clue.

Doesn't help that my chinese is weak.

And yes, I know the consequence of not knowing... I know why I have to get this module right. I KNOW. But all that knowledge does is add more stress (distress actually) to the fact that I CAN'T REMEMBER!!!

Zzz... And everytime I hear the guys discussing about the properties of each herb, I really just feel like breaking down altogether because I can't really recognise a single word they are saying... it's like my Wernicke's area is unable to comprehend chinese... ZZZ.

I don't repeat those herb names out loud for no reason you know... I really cannot connect the sound of the words and the form of the words itself. SIGH. If I could, I would really go without sleep and food like BMS(J) if I know that with that much effort, my grades would improve. But I know that even the lack of sleep would deteriorate my learning ability even more...

The sad part is... I know... The amount of work I put into this... Won't even be translated into my results. Heck, I can just mug as hard as BMS(E) and BMS(N) and I'll still get, like, a D.

I kid you not.

And I know I failed my mid-terms. The fact that the teacher called on my name in class is just a confirmation of what I already know.

It's like... Knowing no matter how much effort you put in... The end result is going to be the same as me no studying at all... Zzz. I am sometimes so tempted not to even bother... Because I doubt the grades is even gonna differ... I don't need BMS(I)'s exasperated expression to know that I royally screwed over for this module...

Back to the present?

LIVE IT UP
Suck it up dude.

JUST LOSE YOURSELF
to the beat, yeah yeah yeah.