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Friday, 30 October 2009
i can't log in to facebook for whatever reason. which is pissing me off, really.

today is a pretty short day. 2 hours of subra's lecture. subra's fine, actually. just that he always wants to make sure that we all know what he's saying, so he would go all the way down to the fundamentals before starting on a new concept. which can be really boring.

i really miss reading whatever. but all the books at home - i've read them at least 10 times over. i know them back to back. (1&2 fg peepx : outsiders, anyone?)

anyway, been reaaaally obsessed with Final Fantasy X. i found that it's really touching. if you really read into it. here's the japanese ending:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3NOIeVW0MXQ

they edited the script for the english ending, such that yuna said "i love you" instead of "arigatou". so yup, that's why i put the jap version up.



Tuesday, 20 October 2009
i've been feeling in the dumps yet again.

thanks gab, and my dearie pigpig, for making these days passable.

school has started. the lecturer was trying to scare us (the mb students, at least) by saying, should we fail a particular module, we can't take 4 other modules next year, as it's a bloody prerequisite.

compiling the e-learning lessons for the semester. can't believe how slacky our timetable can be. ironically, it really isn't. plenty of self-learning i guess.

i wonder how many of my classmates would make it through this semester. last semester was a piece of cake, yet i screwed it badly. sure, my dearie piggy would have said my results were good, glen even said my bad was qx's impressive. i'm not expecting too much of myself; i just did badly.

betrayal/you know it better than i do/don't try biting off more than you can chew/the light would surface one day/whatever it may/if you survive/congratulations/but that possibility/it's bleak as you and i both know/there's no use forcing your will on others/one day you'll find that/whatever goes around really comes around



Tuesday, 13 October 2009
my sister's keeper's going to be in theatres 22 october.

i am so looking forward to it.



Monday, 12 October 2009
Shakespeare, William

They do not love that do not show their love.
The course of true love never did run smooth.
Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love.

When sorrows come, they come not single spies,
But in battalions.

I'll follow you and make a heaven out of hell, and I'll die by your
hand which I love so well.

Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.

Love is the most beautiful of dreams and the worst of nightmares.

Have more than thou showest,
Speak less than thou knowest,
Lend less than thou owest,
Ride more than thou goest,
Learn more than thou trowest,
Set less than thou throwest;
Leave thy drink and thy whore,
And keep in-a-door,
And thou shall have more
Than two tens to a score.

Cowards die many times before their deaths
The valiant never taste of death but once.

Fair is foul, and foul is fair.

Doubt thou the stars are fire;
Doubt that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar;
But never doubt I love.

When we are born, we cry that we are come
To this great stage of fools.

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell;
Though all things foul would wear the brows of grace,
Yet grace must still look so.

Ay me! for aught that I could ever read,
Could ever hear by tale or history,
The course of true love never did run smooth.

For naught so vile that on the earth doth live
But to the earth some special good doth give;
Nor aught so good but, strain'd from that fair use,
Revolts from true birth, stumbling on the abuse:
Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied;
And vice sometimes by action dignified.

A friend is one who knows who you are, understands where you have
been, accepts what you have become, and still gently
allows you to grow.

I dare do all that may become a man;
Who dares do more, is none.

My bounty is as deep as the sea,
My love as deep; the more I give to thee,
The more I have, for both are infinite.

To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil.



Sunday, 11 October 2009
happy 3rd monthsary, 亲爱的
much had happened these few days. i had felt upset. troubled. sad, even. it's true sometimes somethings really have to end. but not so in such an ugly way. i was appalled.

during these days, i realised that i totally can't do without my beloved. even though we are always apart physically, i'll always be with you my dearest. and likewise, i know your heart will always be with me.

happy 3rd monthsary 亲爱的. only you and i know the depth of the love we experience and share, for only you and i could reach that depth, together



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