The man and his magic cup

That same night, I wrote my first short story. It took me thirty minutes. It was a dark little tale about a man who found a magic cup and learned that if he wept into the cup, his tears turned into pearls. But even though he had always been poor, he was a happy man and rarely shed a tear. So he found ways to make himself sad so that his tears could make him rich. As the pearls piled up, so did his greed grow. The story ended with the man sitting on a mountain of pearls, knife in hand, weeping helplessly into the cup with his beloved wife's slain body in his arms.

Khaled Hosseini - The Kite Runner

So many upcoming tests!

This is so saddening.

• Chemistry test tomorrow
• Physics test on Thursday
• Literature test on Friday
• Maths class quiz on Monday
  
• Maths common test next week, date to be confirmed
  

The sad life of a student. :(

PICTURES!!

29th January, Friday:

Stayed back after school to help out with the class noticeboard design!




Went for Girl Guides at 2pm, and I WAS NEARLY BLINDED BY ALICIA (who I still love a lot)!!!!!

We were going to play Captain's Ball, and since I have nothing better to do, I decided to take a video of it. So. First of all, this is a video of Alicia playing with the ball.

This is a video of Alicia hitting the ball into my face.

THE VIDEO IS FUCKING FUNNY!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I STILL LAUGH WHENEVER I WATCH IT! IT'S SO HILARIOUS LOL OK HERE'S WHAT REALLY HAPPENED:

My right lens SHATTERED and the fragments of plastic got into my right eye!!! I was literally blinded for a while and I just saw red. Then my right eye started to burn like hell, so I hastily dug into my right eye to dig the fragments of plastic out. -_-

To cut a long story short, I went to the clinic to get my right eye checked by a doctor, was examined and released with no permanent damage to my eye, and given eyedrops to be applied every 3 hours.

I am so thankful that I dug out the fragments of plastic out from my eyes! If not I would have be blinded as it might have cut my pupil or my cornea. THANK GOODNESS.

Anyway, couldn't go home straight away since nobody was at home and I didn't bring my keys. So I went back to Guides, and when we were dismissed at 4.30pm, I went back to my class to help the rest finish up the class noticeboard design. :)


Notice that one of the lens is missing! Hahaha. It was weird, having half-clear half-blur vision. LOL.

Peirong stumbled, and I grabbed her legs, but she still fell from the table anyway! And while Peirong was stumbling, Alicia just sat in her chair, staring at Peirong. And then she proceeded to laugh like a mad man!!!

SO MEAN RIGHT, I KNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111!!!!!11!!
At least I grabbed her legs! Ok although I wasn't strong enough as she still fell. :P



And then it was approaching 6pm, and I had to leave, because I had to meet Huishan for dinner! So we took some group photos. :)




OK THAT'S ALL!!!! HAHAHA. A LOT RIGHT, I KNOW! :B

Took a bus to the library, then to Changi Airport T1 to meet Huishan! :) We took a skytrain to T3 to have our dinner at TCC and now I owe her money. :( Shucks. Hate being in debt!! Anyway, then did some work before calling it a day.

There was this really pretty garden on display, and I like the entrance, so..... :D

Kbye!

I've been through a lot. I was sexually abused. I was anorexic. I was depressed. I was suicidal. And that was the past. Now? I consider myself a rape survivor, instead of a rape victim. I'm not stick-thin anymore - I actually have flesh on my bones! I'm not depressed anymore, just a realistic optimist. And I'm not suicidal anymore either.

I've learned to live with myself, to accept myself, and to love myself.

So why should I let all these be shattered just because a boy broke up with me just because I lent a hard-disk to an ex? Just because a boy who claimed to love me replaced me in 11 days with another girl? Why should I destroy all the efforts I made to become who I am today just because of a boy?

I will be strong, and this love, this love that I still have for him, I will devote it to something else. I will not think, not obsess, not analyze, and just move on. I will not be stubborn. I will stop crying. I will stop harassing my friends by constantly mourning over him. I will be happy. I will be optimistic. I will stop being an emo bitch.

:)

Ever since school started,

I can't remember what it's like to not be tired.

And also, I can't remember what it's like to have an unburdened heart.

I've come to a point where I know that nothing I say or do will move your heart anymore. Your heart is no longer fixated on me, but a new girl. I'm no longer special, I'm no longer of importance or significance. I've been replaced. And that fact alone is enough to tear me apart from the inside. But there is nothing I can do, nothing I can say, nothing at all. So I've decided to move the fuck on. No more over-analyzing of a hopeless situation; no more useless hope for a hopeless situation. I am done.


If only I could do this.