I know why I choose to use SpybotSD software. The guy who wrote the license and agreement part was real sweet =)

Feeling melancholic out of the blue.
I don't know what to think now.

Tình yêu như cánh chuồn chuồn
Khi vui nó đậu khi buồn nó bay
Bao giờ trái đất ngừng quay
Trái tim ngừng đập là ngày chia tay.

lol wth.

Just finished reading an one-shot manga. And totally fell in love with it.
Watashitachi no Shiawasena Jikan.
The story is FREAKKKINGG sad. but it is truly BEAUTIFUL.
It is a story about a death-row convict and a suicidal pianist.
They both lost faith in the world. Their views of the world were full of spite and hatred.
By chance the girl was dragged to the prison to meet the guy.
They were allowed only 30mins every Thursday to talk.
At first they were reluctant to talk. but time went by and thay started to open up.
And they started to gain the will to live.

rawr that's one of the mangas i have read recently.
damn it, no time for homework
well i guess i will just procrastinate lol

now i understand the danger of manga addiction.
it gives you unrealistic ideals about your life.
now i want a tsundere girlfriend like Reina , want a pretty and lovely wife like Natchi ; i want to live in a little house with an orange roof. i want my kids to be as cute as Yotsuba or Rin.
argghh i should stop this ......

yesterday while I was digging up the old stuffs in my room, I found my old notebooks since secondary school.
it struck me that my handwriting totally sucked
well, when I took a look at my old notes, I realised how messy i was.
the scribble was hardly illegible, and the note i took was all over the place.
I read through about 15 pages in my notes, which comprised physics, maths, biology, geography and some random notes that I could not remember why did I put there.
I found that to be a miracle that i successfully promoted through all my secondary school years.
It kinda brought me back the pieces of memory of my life before coming to Singapore.
I led a simple life throughout my secondary school.
School was a place to play and to enjoy.
Studying was never a worry. I spent a minimal amount of time to study, while the rest was spent on TV, computer games, and silly things with my friends.
My class was without a doubt the best class in the whole level.
My friends studied hard and played hard, we spent lots of quality time together, playing soccer, eating out, or simply talking about random stuffs.
I really missed those times; that was a very good class, and I had many good friends there.
well, it has been more than 4 years.
time flies, man...

Without a word, tears fall. Without a word, my heart breaks down.
Without a word, I waited for love. Without a word, love hurts me.
I zone out. I become a fool because I cry looking at the sky.
Without a word, farewell finds me. without a word, the end comes to me.

man i love this song