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These violent delights have their violent ends
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    We might kiss when we are alone, when nobody's watching. We might take it home, we might make out when nobody's there. It's not that we're scared. It's just that it's delicate.
    If she moves like this would you move like that
    Thursday, October 23, 2008, 6:04 PM
    100th POST!☺
    Not bad for an almost 2 years old blog

    Sabbie, priscilla and I made a promise today that we would travel around the world together when we grow up :D Finally found people who is as crazy about visiting places around the world as me. We will earn enough money and take a one year leave from work to do that. Isn't it cool? We can stay in the same hotel room and take lots and lots of amazing pictures like the one above just that three of us will be in there too 8D AMAZING EXPERIENCE

    Anyway, I think I'm going to hurt my leg if I continue like this. I should really go see a doctor like sabbie suggested. My leg sucks lah. You know, my leg will just give way when my butt the like 5cm away from the chair/toilet bowl. I will just drop and land with a big thud. I'm going to suffer really serious bruises on my butt.

    Talking about bruises, I found this massive, big, brown, mickey-mouse shaped bruise on my left knee. Weird right? mickey-mouse shaped. I think its actually three bruises but it kind of jointed together and became one. Terrible. Found another one on my right knee, right leg and right ankle. Hello, my name is suiying and I'm going to be a human-sized bruise.

    The talks today got me thinking about what I want to do in the future. Suddenly I realised how little time I've left to making some really important decisions. That's one thing I'm bad at, making decisions. Even when I was small, I don't have thing habit of making decisions. Maybe it was because my parents don't even give me the chance to make them. Especially my father. Its always his way, his planning. Never did he ask me what I thought. Anyway, it became a habit. Whenever someone asks me what I wanted, it became "anything" . From things like what I want to eat to what I thought about something. "Anything" "okay" "whatever". And know, I've got to make a decision and I cannot say anything again. Triple science? I want but I don't think I can. History or Geography? I like history but I score better at geog. When I got those forms today, it felt heavy in my hands...

    Wait, I'm having an epiphany here.. That's it! You know what? I'm going to chose what I like, what I'm interested in.☺ From now on, I'm going to make my own decision.

    TRIPLE SCIENCE AND HISTORY HERE I COME!
    Whew, finally. -sigh- Writing down things works wonders! YAYAYAYAYAYAYYA :DDD HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAH YIIIIIPPPPPPPPEEEEEEEE! WHOOOOOOOOOOOO! 8DDDDDDD

    Last thinggg, I'm going to work superduper hard now, for my jibengong. Wang laoshi said so D: And I'm not gonna continue stand that way. (I'm never going to have a pear shaped body)
    So, JIAYOU SUIYING :D YOU CAN DO IT.

    Really last thing, in-line skating tomorrow. Hope its fun. I could use a little but of that.

    Last last thing, I think I'm going cukoo. Just know I wanted to go the a website and I literally typed in 'dotcom'.

    "Watching him during the first several minutes of his delivery, Cecilia felt a pleasant sinking sensation in her stomach as she contemplated how deliciously self-destructive it would be, almost erotic, to be married to a man so nearly handsome, so hugely rich, so unfathomably stupid. He would fill her with his big-faced children, all of them loud, boneheaded boys with a passion for guns and football and aeroplanes."
    - Ian McEwan, Atonement