daronloo

I will post... soon.

You Are Emerald Green Deep and mysterious, it often seems like no one truly gets you. Inside, you are very emotional and moody - though you don't let it show. People usually have a strong reaction to you... profound love or deep hate. But you can even get those who hate you to come around. There's something naturally harmonious about you. What Color Green Are You?

here i am again... haven't been blogging for quite some time. I have been busy. Rather busy. Very busy. It's Saturday morning, and the more I feel guilty this morning. I have a talent show to organize this evening, I have a recital to perform at this evening. Tomorrow I have a final. And in the afternoon I'll have a food fair to organize as well. Life is not that simple. And please don't get jealous of others if you're on life is complicated. I feel that way. I felt like that on Thursday night, when I was on the verge of giving up. When I wanted to push myself over the cliff. I will blog some more later.

I am done with... The Scriptor 102 pages in total

Spill what, spill milk, spill words, spill vomit, spill anything. Things I really want to get over with, First I want to get over with the Scriptor, it's a journal I'm working on. This is my third issue, and third year with the editorial team, and I'm the only one doing the formatting and layout, basically. The only thing that my boss does, which is quite the same like all other bosses, is to sit, receive the manuscript of every single page and critique/criticize it. Second, I want to quit vocal. I think I can do more, but not here, not with this establishment, not with my schedule, not with the fact that the school lack practice room and professional personnel. Third, I want to get over with myself. Not much of a surprise for some of you! No, not the Diva part of me, that will stay until you guys leave. Sometimes I have this urge, besides the urge to bitch around. Insatiable hunger as you could call it... Sounds like a hmm hmm that I saw a couple years back. I'...

The high school turn detention camp One of the many rooms where people were tortured to death A cell Many cells

First thing that greets me as I made it pass the immigration. I'm not quite sure what this statue means, one thing I know is that it distracted me and it took me quite a while to look for my gate. I was just standing there, in awe of such exquisite design... as i have said, it may cause some difficult hindrances to passengers as they make their way to their respective gates, being summoned to gaze upon this out of the world creation. Well not actually out of the world, this may be very normal for Buddhists. I did make my way to the gate, on time, and I met this lost-looking Asian guy whom I thought was a bit 'off' in the beginning, I spied on his transit card and apparently he was lost, the worst thing was the lady behind the counter who was checking us through couldn't help him. So much for a big airport but with services that didn't quite meet the international demands. Sunrise from the terminal, after finding my seat. The plane was warm, warm all the way to ...