look what you have done

5 years
there are stuff i dont say. i can be seen well-of, confident.
but really. i am suffering deep down
it always put me down
why cant i just be like every one else?
i will have faith and not bow down to fate.

salvation lies within

hey hey
finally i blogged. hahas though rarely anyone comes here.
so its gona be like the last week here in nanchang.
learn alot, more independent of couse, life lessons, bitches and bastards everything
mp's coming up. though m doing one of the more difficult ones, chem, m willing to take up the challenge.
last sem. last chance to improve and make it up.
keeping my goals in mind
driving =/ have not even sign up, but finished studying btt and ftt
napfa gold, shldnt be a problem
Commando Bmt
OCS


its all in ur mind

live in technicolor

ok copied this from dear ramesh's blog
the "I' refers to ramesh, not zh

I had my 1ST supernatural experience in my entire 22 years of my life... FIRST one! And I was not even scared by even 0.5%... ha ha... Very interesting... But I am still very sceptical, cynical, disbelieving and non-believer about human spirits and ghosts... ha ha… But it was an interesting experience… There is a famous mystery that Level 7 storeroom of Science School is haunted. All the lecturers, staffs, students, TSO(s) and even instructors are scared to go there alone. As the storeroom is a long hallway, dark and spooky with mini rooms within the store room itself. There were many theories and stories about this room. Likewise, many people gave many experiences. But I am sceptical about their stories except for one of my friend’s own experience. Since, our Level 1 lab was under construction, they moved all the equipments and ingredients to Level 7 storeroom for temporary storage. About one year ago, one of my closest friend who was in charge of bringing the equipments and ingredients from Level 7 to Level 1 had a very spooky experience. He spent most of his time in that room as he was in charge of the moving. One day, he was using his laptop and reading some papers and books in Level 7. And then, he went over to get some things, when he turned, he saw a old Malay lady meddling with his papers and stuff. He assumed it was a cleaner or someone, so he ignored and went back to what he was doing. But the next second, he turned again, and that lady vanished and was no longer there. My brave friend ignored any possibilities and continued bravely. It can be illusion or a spirit. God knows. Knowing all these crap stories. My student* and I went to level 7 to get some maltodextrin and fructose. We opened the door, enter the long hallway, and entered one of the rooms. We searched for everything we need. And we also were gossiping about the strange happenings in these rooms. After that, on the way out, I received a phone call from another student. While, I was taking, both my student and I heard footsteps moving across us. My student immediately asked me, “Did you hear that”. After I hang up the phone, the footstep continued and suddenly stopped. But we bravely walk around the whole hallway to see whether we can see anything. So, these freaking footsteps were my first experience with the supernatural. So, very interesting experience.

*no sweets for guessing correctly who the poor guy is =)

couple of weeks back, when i was in that place alone for half hour, and i didnt know it was haunted, but it just felt weird, as in i can feel the darkness covering up. hahahs and then last week, the foot steps.

tomorow finally the day, after such a long delay, and even a definite possibility of a blotched trip.
but i feel weird. butterflies in stomach. excited i guess. gonna pop a flu tablet, cause i will have difficulty sleeping.
back on 8th august
till then.






sometime things are better of this way
its better if left unsaid
goodbye

thoughts

"Continue to love your enemies, to do good to those hating you,to bless those cursing you, to pray for those who are insulting you.To him that strikes you on the one cheek, offer the other also;and from him that takes away your outer garment, do not withholdeven the undergarment. Give to everyone asking you, and from theone taking your things away do not ask them back. Also, just asyou want men to do to you, do the same way to them first. There exists the one speaking thoughtlessly as with the stabs of a sword,but the tongue of the wise ones is a healing."
-ramesh kumar

punching bag

punching bag 
–noun
1. an inflated or stuffed bag, usually suspended, punched with the fists as an exercise.
2. lecturer insisting that its your fault when shit happens




这感觉　已经不对　我最后才了解

这感觉已经不对我最后才了解

on a lighter note

murder inc.