This is so gonna be a long post… of the lovely HP TouchSmart, gorgeous venue and the very wonderful people that night. So sit back, get a drink or two, and be ready for one long post!
Before I carry on, allow me… to get you just in the mood of…. touching….
Just helping to spread the word, there will be a research project going on, and calling for participants to do a short recording of their voice for 15 mins, with a compensation of $7 dollars.
The team will be located at North Spine Tutorial Rooms 1 to 3.
It is open to all Singaporeans age above 18. So do come on down if you can, from 11 am onwards.
am currently at geek terminal with mintea, rinaz and chillycraps. i dun have a laptop but i am using the n810 that rinaz kindly let me play it with! hehe…
geek terminal have certainly changed alot! wow.. =)
I know I am supposed to blog, but somehow, I wasn´t in the mood to. But do look out for it. Loads and loads of pictures are coming your way. Have a good weekend.
Thought I would just wanna share this picture with you guys. Was given this tag while walking by Plaza Singapura, and its a great way to decorate my bag, at the same time promoting the anti-drug day in Singapore.
Seems to me that life has moved at such a pace, I can barely stop by the countryside and smell some fresh air. I struggle against the constant pace of my life. I think too much, and worry too much.
I over-analysed things. Am emotionally, mentally and physically taxed. I never knew what is it like to relax in one corner. I never knew what is it like to have good fashion sense, nor how to do my make up properly. I guess I will never be able to walk out of my rough tomboyish side, and to embrace the feminine side of me.
I try to please everyone, but realized that I can’t. I try to make everyone happy, which I succeed, at the expense of myself. I worry for people around me, and bring misery to myself. I support everyone, but not myself.
I never will know what true happiness is, because I never been through one. I know of broken dreams, because mine’s constantly shattered to pieces. I find satisfaction when people acknowledge me, but never with myself.
Considering all the above, I can conclude, I love others, but not thy self.