Simply Beautiful

Their 1st Asia Tour Album is out and it is beautiful! Really, I'm not kidding! At least to me it is. Simply Beautiful!! And I don't care that it's really pink! I'm a SONE after all, our official colour is pink =] (yes, I'm so bias..kekeke)












all pictures are taken from: http://yurui.egloos.com/4516871
I only took a few, visit the site to see the whole thing =] Kamsahamnida *bows*

Simple Times

It was the same every morning; the little girl would wake up, get dressed and ready and then go to school with her parents. Her dad would drop her and her mom off at their school while he went off to his. The girl’s school was right beside her mother’s so she would go and hang around the staff room with her mother before walking to her school.

She would have finished her classes around 1pm, 20 minutes before her mother. She would then walk back to the staff room and spend the next 20 minutes roaming around the school; walking around trying to look for which class her mother is in or going into the high school’s library to read some Enid Blyton books they had there. 20 minutes passed quickly and her mother would come and get her then the duo would walk back home.

Lunch was usually simple, it was either cafeteria food or her mother would cycle the two of them out after they had finish washing up when they reach home. They would go to a nearby coffee shop and have some noodles. If the girl had extra classes, her mother would walk her to class and then her father would come pick her up when she’s done.

In the evening, she would go out and play with her friends and then at 7pm sharp, she would go home to wash up and have dinner. After that would be homework time. By 9pm, she would have gone to bed and then repeat the same thing the next day.

Simple isn’t it? That was 11 years ago, when the girl was 7.

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As much I want to go back to the past, where I have little things to do and can stay in the comfort of home, there is no way that I can.

Yea, the rarely homesick Zhiying is homesick, mainly because exams are coming and I have to ransack my mind thinking about my meals for the rest of the week. It wasn’t like when I was back in school that lunch and dinner is always on the table when I get back home.

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Aish, reminiscence always get the best of me.

Merry Christmas

I know I should be studying now, but I just can’t resist updating today!

Today, as many of you know (if you don’t, something is very wrong with you!), It’s Christmas!!

Merry Christmas to all, wishing you health and happiness always!

Though I don’t celebrate Christmas but I do enjoy the holidays. However, my holidays are ruined this year by exams. I’m wondering who’s the ‘genius’ that scheduled the exams right after Christmas of all dates, though I don’t celebrate it; it still feels like I’m missing something.

Anyway, I’ll stop with the rants and grumbles now.

Merry Christmas again everybody ^-^ enjoy yourself!

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Oh, and today is also this blog’s first birthday! LOL my very first post was on Christmas last year and I didn’t even know it until a few months back when I checked my history.

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Here are some video for you to enjoy! They’re mostly performances done by Girls’ Generation and it is awesome! haha

Santa Baby (2009)

Santa Clause Is Coming To Town by Taeyeon



Dorky Taeng DJ during last year's Christmas Eve =]





Merry Christmas from JYP Nation

A Shortie's Work

In a little room, a short brunette could be seen sitting at her study table, doing what seems to homework, revision and some random doodling to keep herself occupied and awake. Time passed by painfully slow at the moment and she wished for it to pass slower, for she did not wish to face the coming first day of the week.

Having being buried under a pile of papers and stationery, she got up to stretch, doing all sorts of tai chi poses as she flexed her stiff shoulders and muscles. Her eyes were getting droopy and she could feel them closing by themselves. Oh how she wished she had coffee with her at the moment. But unfortunately, she doesn’t.

After pacing around the room for a while, she took her place at the table once again to resume her work, only to be distracted yet again by the beeping sound of her phone. A message had been sent by her friend, inviting her to a Christmas barbeque. She could only imagine herself going as she knew she had no chance of attending the gathering with her friends.

With a heavy heart, she rejected the invite and went back to her business.

Why do I have to do this when everybody else is out there having fun during Christmas?!

She could not help but curse her poorly arranged schedule inwardly.

Never mind, it’s only one week. You can get through this. You know you can! All you need is a pass and you’re done with this!

She felt slightly more pumped up to work after that little pep talk. However, there was one thing standing in between her and getting her work done.

Sleep.

You know what, forget about this. I need to sleep! I’ll continue tomorrow.

Lights went out, and so did she. Off to dreamland.

More Than Words

I think it’s possible to sense a person’s mood through the words he/she typed. Just by reading a few simple lines is enough to tell you what the person is feeling at that moment of time when the words were penned. I myself can remember the exact emotion that I was feeling when I wrote my previous posts. Even if it were after a very long time, re-reading the lines carefully allows me to.

Which is why when I communicate with others using words, as in a typed conversation, I tend to be careful of what I’m saying and what mood am I setting it in. I don’t want the recipient to get the wrong message and is offended by a harmless message.

There are also times where I have to be rational and control myself from exploding through messages. Let’s say a person comes and starts a conversation with me (via FB, MSN etc) when I’m busy, I try to subtly tell them I'm not in the mood to talk but some just don’t get the message. And to be honest, I don’t really want to harshly tell you ‘Hey, can’t you see I’m busy right now?’

Instead, what I normally do is just give short, one worded replies and hope that the other party understands that I don’t want to be disturbed and leave me alone. I think short resplies are the best way to tell others that you don’t want/have the time to talk right at that moment. I can sense that my presence is unwanted by the other by reading their replies so I’ll let them be after a while.

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Words are interesting, aren’t they? =]

So Who's The One?

Ok, I really could’ve sworn that I left my fruits, a few apples and pears, in a bag, emphasis on A bag, ONE bag. I think I’m not that forgetful and I definitely don’t think my mom would put my fruits into two separate bags for two different kinds of fruits. She’s never done it before so why would she start now?

So now the thing is, I took an apple from that bag last week and today I went to get another fruit, my bag was gone from the place I left it in the fridge, which is the bottom left corner of the machine. It was a good thing that the fridge wasn’t that packed with other bags so I found my apples pretty quickly. Apparently, somebody moved them to the top most shelf (is it called a shelf? I’m not sure) of the fridge. So where were my pears then? I have not taken one yet so they should be there but they weren’t. I thought somebody ate them then I found them at the bottom, in a bag with a few other smaller pears which clearly aren’t mine.

So conclusion? Somebody moved them. It doesn’t take a genius to figure it out. To be honest, I have moved other people’s bags of fruits from one place to another in the fridge before but I always move the whole bag, not separate all the fruits by type and bag them. I’m not pointing any fingers here but the suspects aren’t many since I know only a few do open the fridge quite often and one is on holiday so that scopes it down more.

All I’m trying to say here is, I don’t bag their fruits by type, heck I don’t even touch their fruits and what-nots in the fridge. All I did was just moved their bags to another location in the fridge with everything still in it, untouched. So why are they being so itchy-handed as to moved mine and mix my fruits with theirs?

Seriously man, I try not to touch their stuff so they in turn shouldn’t touch mine. I don’t even take the food (like cookies and what-nots) that they offer. Some people just think that they’re being smart when they’re not.

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ok, as you can see from the post, I clearly am not happy about it. Don't worry, it'll pass after a while. I do have somebody in mind to suspect for it already.