Dreams and Reality
by wenn on Saturday, December 31, 2011
All those time
The memories
They're like grains of sand
As soon as the winds of time start to blow
They'll be nothing more but a wisp of cloud
That I once and will always treasured ever so dearly.
So, the last day of the year.
Time for confessions and retrospection
And most importantly, planning.
I admit I've chosen a hard road.
I still don't know if this is really what I want
I doubt myself all the time
Having second thoughts and reassured by something
Although I do still hope that someone would be able to talk me out of it.
I'm walking the talk now.
My ever so perfect plan A.
Which at some point is kinda over-idealistic
Getting into Taylor's.
Then get accepted into Oxford Med with perfect score
All tuition fees paid by scholarships.
And "Poof" everything becomes nothing more than a dream
Being realistic,
Looking at my results
There's no way I'll get to study in the United Kingdom
Least way getting full scholarships
And more least way into the overly expensive Oxford
And most impossibly into the highly competitive Med
So, overall
Plan A is a fantasy. Nothing more.
But since It's still far away
I'll let myself dream for a longer time.
I only have one life and one chance.
I want to make the best out of what I have.
The memories
They're like grains of sand
As soon as the winds of time start to blow
They'll be nothing more but a wisp of cloud
That I once and will always treasured ever so dearly.
So, the last day of the year.
Time for confessions and retrospection
And most importantly, planning.
I admit I've chosen a hard road.
I still don't know if this is really what I want
I doubt myself all the time
Having second thoughts and reassured by something
Although I do still hope that someone would be able to talk me out of it.
I'm walking the talk now.
My ever so perfect plan A.
Which at some point is kinda over-idealistic
Getting into Taylor's.
Then get accepted into Oxford Med with perfect score
All tuition fees paid by scholarships.
And "Poof" everything becomes nothing more than a dream
Being realistic,
Looking at my results
There's no way I'll get to study in the United Kingdom
Least way getting full scholarships
And more least way into the overly expensive Oxford
And most impossibly into the highly competitive Med
So, overall
Plan A is a fantasy. Nothing more.
But since It's still far away
I'll let myself dream for a longer time.
I only have one life and one chance.
I want to make the best out of what I have.
timeless
by wenn on Saturday, December 17, 2011
I never thought this trip could be so memorable.
Although it wasn't anything exciting
It gave me an indescribable feeling
Since I'm not very familiar with many of them
I never thought this trip could be so much fun.
They were the best four days and three nights in my life
We talk, we laugh, we make fun...
Slept at the kitchen and the living room.
Shivering but enjoying the cool breeze
Fighting for food, blanket and bathroom
Chatting abnormally...
Surprise realisation of how gentlemen the boys truly were.
Shivering but enjoying the cool breeze
Fighting for food, blanket and bathroom
Chatting abnormally...
Surprise realisation of how gentlemen the boys truly were.
All these have become an eternal marking in my heart, my mind and my life.
Sometime in the future,
I'm sure the memories could still warm my soul even in the cold and harsh winter.
I loved how we gather together in the kitchen and living room
Sharing our pasts and futures
Giving comments
Making fun
Commercial time while buffering..
Everything seemed so normal yet so unique and precious
I've never had this kind of feeling before.
Truly irreplaceable
短短的四天，无限的回忆
冰冷的被窝，暖暖的心房
走过的沙滩，错过的夕阳
客厅之哆嗦，厨房之狼狈
风趣之形容，篡改之名句
仰望着未来，牵挂着过去
十七年岁月，有此四日， 足矣！
Sometime in the future,
I'm sure the memories could still warm my soul even in the cold and harsh winter.
I loved how we gather together in the kitchen and living room
Sharing our pasts and futures
Giving comments
Making fun
Commercial time while buffering..
Everything seemed so normal yet so unique and precious
I've never had this kind of feeling before.
Truly irreplaceable
短短的四天，无限的回忆
冰冷的被窝，暖暖的心房
走过的沙滩，错过的夕阳
客厅之哆嗦，厨房之狼狈
风趣之形容，篡改之名句
仰望着未来，牵挂着过去
十七年岁月，有此四日， 足矣！
I know I shouldn't be having any second thoughts.
What if I couldn't cope?
I can't imagine reverting back to the quiet me.
I couldn't live that life again.
Suddenly, plan A doesn't seem so perfect.
There are no words for this.
by wenn on Saturday, December 10, 2011
I've forgotten how long I've been typing and erasing.
So much to say, so much to remember.
These are the memories I never want to forget.
The first two years were a blur.
But I remember clearly, my English teacher during the second year.
Because of her, I have a firm grip on grammar.
Probably because of having an irrational mind, maths and physics have always been my weak subjects.
For which is fatal in Chong Hwa.
That was a lesson I learned the hard way during my fourth year.
Speaking of the fourth year, It wasn't as honeymoon as the others said.
Rather, It was quite the opposite and most of the time, sleep-deprived.
But thanks to both my calculus teachers this year, I have gotten to know how great it feels to ace calculus.
The third year was the best year and will probably stay the best forever.
Everything turned out as I wanted them to be.
Well, luck never stay with one person for long.
I'm still trying to retrieve what was stolen.
五年了
发生的事实在太多太多了
但一切的笑容与眼泪都成了过去
一下子就化为过眼云烟
却为我的中学生涯画下了最完美的句号
看来阿
英文在怎么好也及不上母语好
Isn't it too late to realise that now?
So much to say, so much to remember.
These are the memories I never want to forget.
The first two years were a blur.
But I remember clearly, my English teacher during the second year.
Because of her, I have a firm grip on grammar.
Probably because of having an irrational mind, maths and physics have always been my weak subjects.
For which is fatal in Chong Hwa.
That was a lesson I learned the hard way during my fourth year.
Speaking of the fourth year, It wasn't as honeymoon as the others said.
Rather, It was quite the opposite and most of the time, sleep-deprived.
But thanks to both my calculus teachers this year, I have gotten to know how great it feels to ace calculus.
The third year was the best year and will probably stay the best forever.
Everything turned out as I wanted them to be.
Well, luck never stay with one person for long.
I'm still trying to retrieve what was stolen.
五年了
发生的事实在太多太多了
但一切的笑容与眼泪都成了过去
一下子就化为过眼云烟
却为我的中学生涯画下了最完美的句号
看来阿
英文在怎么好也及不上母语好
Isn't it too late to realise that now?