19:02
Sunday, 20 April 2008
I bought my new camera..... I bought my new camera..... (((:
Its blue...... And slim-ish.. In a way. Seriously you should see it. (: I might bring it to school tomorrow. :D
UPDATE OF MY MIND :
I was wondering on how my life would be in the future. It would probably be as boring or even worse then it is now. For the past 9 1/2 years of my life ( first two years doesn't count coz I don't remember a single thing) , I've been doing the same thing , over and over again. Approximately 494 times.
Mon-Fri : Wake up, go to school, come back, eat, sleep. Sat and Sun : Wake up, follow parents around for errands.
Heh. I did that 494 times. And I would be doing it again for an approximate of 650 times ( If you include six years of University ). The most 'exciting' parts are taking PSLE, O's, A's and Uni Exams. And their not very nice things you'd like to do.
After that, My age would probably be 24 years old. And my new weekly schedule would be like this:
Mon-Fri: Wake up early, Go to work, Come back late, sleep. Sat and Sun: Wake up late, Do errands, extra work, sleep. ( Including meals. )
That would be my schedule if I got a boring job like those in the office. And I'd be doing that fo another approximate of 2132 times if I retire at 65 years old. Or even less if I die earlier then that. But if I got the job I really wanted, like a successful Artist ( Percentage chance is not very high. ) This would be my schedule:
Mon-Sun : Wake up, Paint/Draw/Sketch, Go to auctions or talks to sell my artwork, sleep. ( And I'd be free enough to spend time with friends and family)
I'd be doing that for an approximate of 2392 times if I live til the age of 70.
Sometimes I think I have some kind of syndrome or something. Most of the time I think logically and when I'm socializing, e.g. Bj says ' Kim! What do you think you'd get for PSLE? ' Reply options would pop-up in my head and I'd have to choose which one I'd want to say. E.g. ' I don't care about my PSLE results' or ' 250 Hopefully' or ' How much do you think you'd get? '. I'd calculate which one would be the best choice then I'd say it. I'd gotten so used to doing that, that I would take less than 3 seconds to reply.
Then there are times, that the options that pop-out aren't very good and I don't know what to say. Then I end up saying what's bad or my tongue gets twisted and I end up saying a combination of two or more options cos their all stuck in my head.
And there are other times when I suddenly wonder about the world and I end up irritating my parents cos I asked too many random questions. I can't help it. There are so many things in the world that I don't know and I have a lot of questions from different categories and I can't organize them properly. So whenever I get an answer, another random question from a random category just pops up and makes me even more curious.
Then, I wonder why I'm here and not at the place I really want to be. I just take it as me, being incredibly unlucky. No matter how much I wish, it totally back fires and makes it worse. God just wants me here I guess. No matter how much I beg and plead, He's persistant. :l
This isn't how you think isn't it? I know I'm wierd, but I don't know why and what's wrong with me. There's more parts in mind. But This post is somehow very long. If you made past this, good for you (: If you didn't, I guess I'm sorry in a way.
Its blue...... And slim-ish.. In a way. Seriously you should see it. (: I might bring it to school tomorrow. :D
UPDATE OF MY MIND :
I was wondering on how my life would be in the future. It would probably be as boring or even worse then it is now. For the past 9 1/2 years of my life ( first two years doesn't count coz I don't remember a single thing) , I've been doing the same thing , over and over again. Approximately 494 times.
Mon-Fri : Wake up, go to school, come back, eat, sleep. Sat and Sun : Wake up, follow parents around for errands.
Heh. I did that 494 times. And I would be doing it again for an approximate of 650 times ( If you include six years of University ). The most 'exciting' parts are taking PSLE, O's, A's and Uni Exams. And their not very nice things you'd like to do.
After that, My age would probably be 24 years old. And my new weekly schedule would be like this:
Mon-Fri: Wake up early, Go to work, Come back late, sleep. Sat and Sun: Wake up late, Do errands, extra work, sleep. ( Including meals. )
That would be my schedule if I got a boring job like those in the office. And I'd be doing that fo another approximate of 2132 times if I retire at 65 years old. Or even less if I die earlier then that. But if I got the job I really wanted, like a successful Artist ( Percentage chance is not very high. ) This would be my schedule:
Mon-Sun : Wake up, Paint/Draw/Sketch, Go to auctions or talks to sell my artwork, sleep. ( And I'd be free enough to spend time with friends and family)
I'd be doing that for an approximate of 2392 times if I live til the age of 70.
Sometimes I think I have some kind of syndrome or something. Most of the time I think logically and when I'm socializing, e.g. Bj says ' Kim! What do you think you'd get for PSLE? ' Reply options would pop-up in my head and I'd have to choose which one I'd want to say. E.g. ' I don't care about my PSLE results' or ' 250 Hopefully' or ' How much do you think you'd get? '. I'd calculate which one would be the best choice then I'd say it. I'd gotten so used to doing that, that I would take less than 3 seconds to reply.
Then there are times, that the options that pop-out aren't very good and I don't know what to say. Then I end up saying what's bad or my tongue gets twisted and I end up saying a combination of two or more options cos their all stuck in my head.
And there are other times when I suddenly wonder about the world and I end up irritating my parents cos I asked too many random questions. I can't help it. There are so many things in the world that I don't know and I have a lot of questions from different categories and I can't organize them properly. So whenever I get an answer, another random question from a random category just pops up and makes me even more curious.
Then, I wonder why I'm here and not at the place I really want to be. I just take it as me, being incredibly unlucky. No matter how much I wish, it totally back fires and makes it worse. God just wants me here I guess. No matter how much I beg and plead, He's persistant. :l
This isn't how you think isn't it? I know I'm wierd, but I don't know why and what's wrong with me. There's more parts in mind. But This post is somehow very long. If you made past this, good for you (: If you didn't, I guess I'm sorry in a way.
