Meet My Twin

My Mum's idea. She said that it would be good if I take 2 photos with my 2 different folders and gowns and merge it as 1.

So... Here goes. Took it just a few minutes ago. We have this white hall just in between my room and my mum's room, so suitable to take a shot there.

After the whole phototaking, my mum commented that it doesnt look like the same person at all. The person on the left is the elder sis, with a more "zai" look while the one on the right is the younger sis with a sweeter smile. Hur. It does make a difference eh? Personally i prefer the one on the left.

Then, i compared with the one i took 3 years ago. My kor started saying i DO look older. BUT! In my own opinion, i thought i look better now than 3 years ago.

Both photos were taken @ same place, same time just not the same outfit :P

It's Friday !

Friday is a happy day for all, if not most.

Okays, in another 90mins, i will finish up my lessons for the day. Yeppie! (*ahems , tho it doesnt mean that i have nothing to mark.)

*Heard the bell, i shall continue later*

I had a dream

I think i fell asleep at around 6 plus while watching Harry Potter - Order of Phoenix. But before that i watched the ending of Goblet of Fire. So, within the 1hr of napping, i had a complete dream.

In this dream of mine, one of my friends was attacked and had bruise all over. I did not withness the happenings but then somehow the person got hurt because of me.

Will not illustrate further. Hard to pen it down using words. I'm not as descriptive as Jk Rowling.

Anyway when i woke up, i thought maybe i should sms to check if he is ok ...
but i think better not.
Its just a dream anyway.

Shall sms on Friday, the end of the week to check that everything is fine. (*oh and i'll ask if he had lost a watch too. Because in my dream he lost a watch and i found it.)

I guess, its just my obsession over harry potter for now...that makes me dream dream dream.

Mundane? Make it alive !

This is my cubicle. Might not be the neatest but things are in place. At least i try to pack my table everyday before i leave this space.


Something is lacking. The welcoming element is not there. The whole table seems to feel cold to me. Work stuffs, papers, books, stationeries....how fun or exciting can it be?
I'm not the type of pinkish girly person...so i think there's no way i'll turn this to a girly corner. I shall turn this to a mini "photo gallery". In order to do that, i need more good photos and more group photos. People, friends, family and even photos of pupils, gives you the motivation to move on.

Imperfections

Saw this advert earlier on that manage to really capture my attention.

"Imperfections are what actually make someone perfect."
In the end, its the small things you remember, little imperfections that make them perfect for you.

Beautifully imperfect.

www.thinkfamily.sg

I miss people calling me Jinyu.

When i was much younger, i had always been wondering why my name wasnt a typical nice and girlish name. I was not happy with what i was given at birth. Even after knowing how good this name complements my life, i was still not happy with it. Well, i would think that it might be due to the varied wrong pronounciation(s) I had encounter, started when i was as young as 3-4 years old(thats when we attended sch), till now. To stop all the distorting of my name and having to remind people of my name, i've been using my yet another i-am-not-happy-with English name, Gina for the past 1 year. So much so that i'm really started to miss people calling me Jinyu.

Now then, could i understand why huimin wanted us to call her by huimin rather than magdelaine. There is really a difference. Perhaps all along my close friends have been calling me Jinyu that made me feel that calling me Jinyu gives me a more qing qie feeling.

锦瑜 , i am starting to love my chinese characters. I think they looked good and sounded good too.

Choosing Presents

In a few mins time, i'll be busy "packaging" the gifts I've carefully chosen for a very close friend of mine. I did put in some thoughts while thinking of what to purchase and i've put in the personal touch. I've bought a card so long ago that i think i've misplaced it. Come to think about it, i think the card is not enough to contain the number of words i intend to write. =)

Talking about presents, I've always feel that buying presents for exchange being the most difficult task. More often that ever, common gifts are not highly appreciated, perishables are not well regarded. Not knowing who the party is, adds on to the level of difficulty in choosing items. Certain things, or rather, most of the things are subjected to taste and preferences. Even our definitions of being practical differs to. On top of that, we'll have to work within budget.(Of cos, you might say that I can always go way beyond, say buying a 100bucks gift if I want to.... Hmmmm but who on earth will be that generous? )

Particularly this year i've lost all my creative juices. Normally i'll have at least one small gift which contains my personal sincerity for every close friend. This year, i dump that idea away as the time passes too fast that w/o myself realising, its christmas eve tomorrow!

So...
to those who i will be meeting, your personal small gift from me, is my presence =) I'm sure you know that i'm entertaining...

to those who i will not be meeting, may your christmas be filled with joy and happiness =)

Its a season of sharing . . . plus most of you would have gotten ur extra $$$$$$$$
Set Free, and Spend !


Merry Christmas !

IF

If a picture paints a thousand words,
then why can't i paint you?
The words will never show the you i've come to know.
If a face could launch a thousand ships,
then where am i to go?
There's no one home but you, you're all that's left me to.
and when my love for life is running dry,
you come and pour yourself on me.
If a man could be two places at one time,
i'd be with you.
Tommorrow and today, beside you all the way.
If the world should stop revolving spinning slowly down to die,
I'd spend the end with you. and when the world was through,
then one by one the stars would all go out,
then you and i would simply fly away

How fast are you ?

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Fresh Start

There are many pitstops in our life.
There are times whereby we move on from one phrase to another in life.
There are moments which we want to forget where the good ones stay.
There are occasions when we need to make decisions.
There are days which we reflect upon our life.
I guess its time to move on.

A fresh start.