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for once, for just that time, i was glad im graduating. freaking glad. i didnt need this now u know. i dun need it anytime. traumatised. and i dun get traumatised alot. so when i say im traumatised, i AM traumatised. to hell with u. for the first time in my life i really wanted to say fuck off.
“来了。”
just for laughs again. this was what we did for night of 77 stars, our annual blk c production, which is always so full of crap. i rmbr laughing my ass off at kaiyuan and his batch of dancers with their "dick in the box" dance 2 yrs back. u so totally cannot guess what he is working as now.
defense mechanisms.
好听的电视主题曲,只能从电台听到,连歌词都不容易找。直接从填词人那里拿的。
蔡肚子
喜欢演唱会的感觉。喜欢阿信唱歌时大家跟着一起合唱的感觉。喜欢冠佑停下他的鼓时大家跟着安静的感觉。喜欢阿信唱得激昂时差点破音的感觉。
its sure weird seeing someone u deem to be around ur age going for ROM. as in her own ROM. yeah its true. we've all grown up, no more growing up.
your only son, no sin to hide
他笨是笨了一点,但是很贴心。我要这种男人!
i was rushing to catch the buses to go home, but i couldnt help but pause for a while, looking at the seniors' farewell gift and certificate. it wasnt tear-jerking. it wasnt overwhelming. but this is definitely smth close to my heart when i watched the farewell video and ppt, with words and pictures dedicated to each one of us.
everyone shows his pain and handles it differently. it could be outward indifference, it could be a fervent search for answers, it could be holing up silently, it could be anything. he doesn't just move on with life like that. its only a matter of whether u see it as how he sees it, whether u feel it as how he feels it, whether u understand it as how he understands it.
warning: a smelly post ahead.
我的天。人怎么说死就死。34岁。乳癌末期。
像个妈妈看着孩子成长般,我竟然湿了眼眶。我干嘛啊,泪腺分泌过盛。别管我,我没事,只是感触很多很多很多。
for entertainment again. i literally lol-ed when i read them.
neurobiology is freaking difficult to understand, but it's absolutely fascinating.
for some entertainment.