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Meaningless fun. Wah~!! So 梦幻 (meng huan)~ Got snowflakes in the wind somemore. Or if it fits your style, you can say it's so gay. Wah they can just hold hands and run around in a circle forever and ever. And the animals in the background just sway their heads left to right right to left forever and ever...... How I wish we could do that. But nooooo.... we gotta attend lectures, do tutorials, submit assignments, study for tests. Today I learnt that 'to' is not always a preposition! It can be classified as an IM too! IM= infinitive marker. Don't understand? Must understand! Very important! Doctors learn how to operate on which body part, how to do dunnoe what thing to what cell to prevent what thing from becoming what thing. So what? I learn in my classes that a Prepositional Phrase is made up of a preposition and a noun phrase! PP > P NP Cheem right cheem right? Faster say it's cheem! I mean, so what if I don't know what are molar teeth, or the latest business laws or science formulae, or how your body works in detail, but I know all these things!! And they are all so useful in my daily life. Yup. Can't wait to apply them when my tooth hurts or when I have a headache, or when I think about why there's high tide and low tide. PP > P NP. Too much thinking is not good ya know. Just now I took a quiz about the brain and here's what I got:
What Gender Is Your Brain? The worst of my fears has come true. Last week I found a receipt in my mummy's drawer. It was for a sex change operation in Thailand. It said Trina, 3 years old. At that moment of time, I knew it. I knew that I was sex changed. I remember all those times when we were in TOYs R US and I wanted that pinky little sweetie barbie doll. Daddy got me a rattling irritating toy machine gun. I remember when I was 7 an auntie whom we have lost contact for a while came over to visit us and asked how was Trina. I walked out of my room and asked "Who's Trina?" My parents watched in trepidation and told me it was someone else's kid. As I grew older, people commented that I've a high pitched voice. I dunnoe I said. It's just me. Now I know. And I don't have much armpit hair too. Or leg hair. And people in the army used to laugh at me. They called me toufu man. And I asked my parents how come my brother has photos when he was little. What happened to my pictures when I was just a baby, and when I was 1 year old and so on? Mummy said we moved house too many times and things got lost along the way. I've never probed further. So when I found that receipt I felt terrible. I didn't know why I was sex changed. So after I wiped off all my tears and gathered my courage, I walked into my parents' room that night. Mummy was smoking and watching espn soccer???? Daddy.. OMG.. daddy was putting on a bra and trying out in front of the mirror. They both turned and were shocked, and shouted at each other "Why didn't you lock the door?" And then I knew. My family is one big piece of weird dung. "Trent we can explain.." Mum said. "I don't wanna know.. No wait.. I do... what about my brother? Is he like us too?" "No," mum replied,"He was adopted." I ran out of their room and into mine. Locked it. Jumped onto bed. Pillow over my face. And I cried and I cried. No wonder my brother's so smart. And we're so different. No wonder my father cries while watching channel U dramas. No wonder my mother sometimes sprouts vulgarities like nobody's business. Now I know. I don't feel like living anymore. PP > P NP. triggering Mr Ng HS |
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