Empty

What it feels like to be left alone,

What it feels to have a broken home.

How it feels to be forlorn,

How it feels for all to be gone.

Additional Maths, Anyone?

I spent my entire afternoon doing A Maths. I redid my midyear papers. I could do all of them. So why did I get such lousy marks? I'm coming down hard on myself for this one. Of all my subjects, maths should be the least of my worries. Now, it's broad-jumped over all others and superseded Literature into the first place of my Studies-Worries List.

I'm gonna get my hands on those practice papers from Mr.M by hook or by crook. Even if he refuses to give them to me.

So, as you can understand, I'm nearly brain dead by now. But that doesn't stop me from listing some of my E Maths problems:

1. Vectors, dammit!
2. Sets, I failed the entire section!
3. Probability, I've got no common sense!

Gosh. This is exactly like primary school. It just gets worse at every turn. I haven't been blessed with a natural common sense, unlike the rest of the world (more or less). Argh.

DSA Application: FAIL

It sure is demoralizing when you applied for DSA and didn't get in. The way they break the news is even more horrible. They link you to their website (where you're constantly reminded of when you first began filling in the application form with hope) and then state there: Application Unsuccessful.

I don't know which is worse, unsuccessful or fail. Let's cut it short and go straight to the four letter word, huh?

I wonder if I'm stinging from the fact that I didn't manage to get in via DSA. I'm sure the people around me are even more disappointed then I am. Maybe that's because I knew I wasn't gonna get it. Then again, I've always been a pessimistic person. Gosh, what am I saying?

I knew I wasn't gonna get in and yet I still hoped (a little) for some kind of miracle. I'll just learn to follow my instincts next time. Consider it a lesson learnt and absorbed.

As much as I would like to dish out the possible reasons I wasn't allowed to join their happy family, some of them are rather personal and others slightly offensive. So as not to sound arrogant and indignant, I shall shut up and end this post.

Enough of Skins -- Looks Aren't Everything

That's it. I'm back to austre, simple, plain blogskins, the one that you can just select from the Pick New Section and be happily done with it.

I think photos are more important than the outlook right now. I'll come back to change my skin to something more interesting when I feel like it.

A-Mei, 人质

我和你啊存在一种危险关系

彼此挟持这另一部份的自己

本以为这完整了爱的定义

那就乖乖的守护着你

相爱变成猜忌怀疑的烂游戏

规则是要憋着呼吸越靠越近

但你的温柔是我唯一沉溺

你是爱我的就不怕有缝隙

在我心上用力的开一枪

让一切归零在这声巨响

如果爱是说什么都不能放

我不挣扎反正我也没差

人质在这一刻得到释放

想爱得纯粹落得如此下场

你满意吗我们都别说谎

--A-Mei, 人质

I can't find words or energy to describe how I feel today. Don't bother finding the music, the melody isn't very nice, but the lyrics express my feelings.

Emma's Sixteen Birthday

I can't get the pictures on without cropping up some idiotic problems that just irritate the hell outa me. Argh. Please go to http://s322.photobucket.com/albums/nn402/Renikachan/Emma%2016%20BD/

Everything's there. :D

Argh.

I wanted to put pictures of Emma's birthday celebration here, but computer won't let me. ARGH. Try again later.

Birthday Cake for Ash

A picture I took with Emma in the school canteen. Now it's not our wallpaper anymore, we'll share it with everyone else! :D

Ash's birthday cake. HAPPY SWEET SIXTEEN.

I really like this cake..'cause I was the one who picked it out for her. ^^

New Skin

I've just changed my blogskin, and boy was it frustrating! All the formatting, change of fonts, rearranging, etc...they're all driving me nuts. Of course, I have stoleninnocence beside me to help me along with it. Forgive my previous paragraphing, I just don't have the patience to go back and change them again. -_-