Monday, February 12, 2007

cheryl is constantly seeking innovation. she likes to do things in new ways. in different ways. n she ends up having weird mixes of things. so yes.. i went to do my hair again. like cut it short when it already is. i can't say tt i'm happy with it. i redid my fringe myself last night. now i just have this innate urge to snip it all off. but of cuz there's the consequences to think abt. whatever it is.. cheryl has a straight shaggy fringe (which is uneven) and violet red hair (which still looks black).

so shawn thinks that i have a weird style. cuz i like stuff pple usually don't. like clothes without shape (it's in now so i don't care) among a whole lot of other stuff.

we are always trying to change. to reinvent. maybe cuz we're insecure. we're always not pretty enough, not smart enough, not popular enough, not rich enough and all that. when will anything be enough? maybe it's enough just being urself. maybe to someone else u're more than enough. or maybe whatever you do will never be enough.. maybe.

Posted by sil3ntrain at 9:16:00 AM

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

i recovered my thumbdrive. yes. people in cs can't be bothered with thumbdrives seriously. which is hell of a gd thing. i bet if i left it in like anywhere else in ntu i'll never see the face of it again.

sometimes when u managed to retrieve the thing you've lost, the feeling is not happy. it's relief. and then you realise the feeling is not the same anymore. something changed.

maybe it comes from the fact of knowing u may lose it again.

maybe when it was gone you gave up feeling for it.

maybe you suppressed that feeling.

sometimes we just need to treasure what you have and keep hold of it.

Posted by sil3ntrain at 11:21:00 PM

yesterday was supposed to be like a great day. it was until i realised that i left my thumbdrive in the cati lab only after i got home. in like less than 1.5 hours, the thumbdrive was gone from the lab and yah.. just POOF! so far nobody has returned it to the lab tech or acrc and i got to redo my assignments because i din back my files up.

Whoever saw it please return it to me. it's a white toshiba 2gb thumbdrive with files inside. the files have my name on it. there are folders like cs203, 222, 226 and biobiz.

i will put a curse on that thing if no one returns it. i hope ur finger rots slowly and they'll drop off one by one causing excruciating pain and u'll wish that u've never taken my thumbdrive. I SWEAR THAT I'LL TAKE U DOWN. don't regret till then, cuz i can't put ur fingers back even if u BEG ME.

i'm so screwed..

Posted by sil3ntrain at 10:47:00 AM

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

cheryl is a very gd biz woman. morning lec again with our silly antics as usual. Chris's funny hair made us want to capture him on film. it's sad that we can't show u tt beehive thingy cuz he saw gab trying to shoot him.

gab on the other hand tried to be jay this morning. i wonder whats gotten into his mind. that poor guy was hiding under his windbreaker. the power of the camera.

while some others clamour for the limelight, some others shun it, hide from it, avoid it. Some want to be different, others want to be ordinary. There is nothing wrong with either. it's essentially up to you.

now.. i just want to blend in.

but sometimes it's not that easy.

Posted by sil3ntrain at 9:43:00 AM

Monday, February 05, 2007

my family is not perfect. it's far from it actually. sometimes life is hard to get by. sometimes you just don't think about it. n maybe it will go away. my mum irritates the hell out of me sometimes, it drives me nuts. some things go unnoticed and sometimes if we're lucky we see it. i saw it this morning. in my well worn fbts.

i love to wear my old fbts even though i have plenty of new ones that i refuse to wear. thats cuz the elastic band is too damn tight or sth. new ones are always like that. so i kept wearing the old ones and they're like dropping off my butt. n this morning i put on an old one and it fits nicely. then i saw the elastic band that was sitting inside the stringhole.

it's the little things like that which brings a smile to ur face, tears to ur eyes and whatever not. these are the things money can't buy. suddenly all my wants disappeared. tts why i was like that today. and i think for a long time. i'm happy with the gift, u know i am. but i know it doesn't matter anymore. i think i've grown up.. it's time for us all to grow up..

Posted by sil3ntrain at 11:13:00 PM

Friday, February 02, 2007

we make our own music. the shuffling of feet, the rolling of beads, the chattering of our teeth, the hustle when we walk thru the leaves. we are all musicians in our own ways. my necklace make this beat that went well with the song playing on my pod. it amazes me.

AND it also AMAZE me that some people can only make NOISE. that loud voice on the hp is NOT appreciated. i don't want to hear you, that's why i'm blasting songs in my ears and YOU horrible people out there actually MADE hearing your LOUD, UNCOUTH, IRRITATING VOICE/DRONE/(NOISE that you call music)over that hammering music in my ears.

IMPOSSIBLE.

there is not place in the world for people who can't even appreciate the normal music in life. NOT IN MY WORLD. I WILL NOT TOLERATE U.

ASSHOLES.

Posted by sil3ntrain at 4:16:00 PM

Thursday, February 01, 2007

our society is superficial and materialistic. we are all constantly judged by our looks and appearances. don't tell me about 'don't judge a book by its cover' because we all do. the beautiful and the ugly stands out- people look at them. stupidgirl asked me:"Does it mean that for the normal people to stand out, the only way is to become ugly?"-- tts why she's stupidgirl.. who wants to stand out that way rite?

The sad thing is, we cannot choose our looks. We can change them of cuz, diets, makeup, and more drastically- plastics. leaving a deep impression does not mean leaving people with nightmares. There's nothing wrong with trying to beautify urself for the general good of others and for yourself as well.

i don't judge my friends by their looks, i love them for who they are. But on the streets, who cares about what are u inside that shell? it's a superficial world out there and we, help create that world.

it all lies in our hands.