I'm Dying

Yes, I'm dying.

With every passing second, a breath of life is taken out of me.

Slowly, but surely, I'm dying.

Maybe it's another month, another year, or another 50 years...

The moment I was born, it was decided. This child was going to die.

Another birthday; another step closer to the grave.

This single untold, suppressed fact that we choose to live ignoring.

We ignore it, and continue to do whatever stupid things we always do.

Stop! Stop! Stop!

Because you're dying.

Dying, dying, going, going, gone, goon, dead.

Give Up On Good Grades?

Shu Fen was upset about her score on a sit-in lab today.

DC supposedly comforts me by telling me that grades are not important and that I should instead concentrate on learning life skills and developing my interests.

He claims (and for the matter, my professor did too) that most successful people don't have very good grades.

I retort that there are people with both good grades and success. Why can't I have both?

He says that those are the few people who are really really really good and smart.

Shu Fen is thinking, what if she does the above mentioned and doesn't get good grades, and STILL does not turn out to be successful?

Shit.

Vang Trang Khoc

This is beautiful...and so sad. (besides the clashing outfits in red and orange and the cheapskate plastic necklace =X )

Tearful Moon

My love it's over, for once our past memories of togetherness in eternal.
Sitting on a sandy beach in a lonely night singing our love song.
Sorrow heart due to unforgettable intimate relationship but suddenly departed.
Life is full of stormy sea and bitterness, taken its tow on our relationship.
It's our destiny and I'm begging you to forget and to have no remorse to ease the painful memories.