Taken
I have not been updating because I was not feeling well for last few days. It's end November, but winter is already, not only knocking on the door, it's already INSIDE. I hate changing seasons. I always get sick. And I will sleep when I'm sick. And that's what I did last Saturday. Woke up at 8, slept from 1230 to 1300 while waiting for Syazwan, and from 1400 to 1800, then from 2000 until 1000 the next day. So i guess my headache is not from the fever, but from having to much sleep.
Today's maximum temperature was 4. It's like living in a freezer. No wonder those vegetable sellers at the Wazemme market don't worry about their freshness ( the vegies of course, not the sellers ).
Yesterday I did something terrible. Something that I have been trying not to do for the last 4 years. But I shouldn't be saying this especially on the Internet, but I'll give you a clue; It has something to do with Harry Potter. Oh I felt so guilty. A true fan will never do it. But I'll blame it on the French. It's their fault for not understanding English.
Speaking of Harry Potter, it was on the news today. Bla bla bla, movie's coming out this Wednesday, bla bla bla, fourth film, bla bla bla, very dark and full of emotions, bla bla bla, main actor is the second richest teenager in UK after Prince William, bla bla bla... hang on, wait a second. Second richest after Prince William? Meaning he's even richer than Prince Henry? And he's only 16! That is not fair! I'm 18 and I'm the 1,967,982nd richest teenager in Malaysia (please note that it was a randomly selected number and was not taken from any ranking list).
Let's talk about something else. Today half of my group took the english test. The other half will be taking it this Friday (including me; that reminds me that i have a german test as well this Friday). I asked them how was it. They said it was hard. Ok. Then I asked the Nicaraguan? Nicaraguese? girl. I have to say that she's the only person i think who can actually speak english in my group. We even make fun of the others when they mispronunce the words (to hired = to haieghed, or even worse to heeghed) . And she has an american accent. Back to the story. So she said it was tough. Ok. And she told me that there was a dialogue with a Scottish accent. Not Ok. Scottish? I thought we're learning English? I normally have problems understanding Scottish, Irish and Welsh accents. I'm not complaining about the accents, I mean everyone has an accent; Malaysians, Singaporeans, Australians,.... French, but when it comes to giving a test, shouldn't the prof be using the standard english?
Oh for cying out loud! Second richest? He's only 16! If you think I'm just jealous, well, yes I am.
I didn't know they show Taken here in France. It's on the SerieClub channel. I'm not really a fan of Taken, but I think it's a good show.
Some secrets we keep. Some are kept from us
My mom told me once that when you're afraid of something, what you want more than anything else is to make it go away. You want your life back to the way it was before you found out that there was something to be afraid of. You want to build a high wall and live your old life behind it. But nothing ever stays the same. That's not your old life at all. That's your new life with a wall around it. Your choice is not about going back to the way things were. Your choice is about hiding, or about going right to the heart of the thing that scares you.
Sometimes the best way to move into the unknown is to take familiar steps, small steps. To do ordinary things to deal with something that is in no way ordinary. We're always going someplace new, all the time. Familiar things just let us pretend that we aren't moving into unfamiliar territory. You take those small familiar steps, and you try to be honest, not to live as if nothing had changed but still to go on with your life. But there are times when what you need is a piece of how things used to be
When you're little, you like to think you know everything, but the last thing you really want is to know too much. What you really want is for grown-ups to make the world a safe place where dreams can come true and promises are never broken. And when you're little, it doesn't seem like a lot to ask.
Even when we know we'll never find the answers, we have to keep on asking questions.
People talk a lot as if the most important thing in life is to always see things for what they really are. But everything we do, every plan we make, is kind of a lie. We're closing our eyes and pretending that the day won't ever come when we won't need to make any more plans. Hope is the biggest lie there is, and it is the best. We have to keep going as if it all mattered, or else we wouldn't keep going at all.
People say that when we grow up, we kick at everything we've been told, we rebel against the world our parents worked so hard to bring us into, that part of growing of is kicking at the ties that bind. But I don't think that's why we kick at all. I think we kick when we find out that our parents don't know much more about the world than we do. They don't have all the answers. We rebel when we find out that they've been lying to us all along, that there isn't any Santa Claus at all.
Is every moment of our lives built into us before we're born? If it is, does that make us less responsible for the things we do? Or is the responsibility built in too? After you hit the ball, do you stand and wait to see if it goes out, or do you start running and let nature take its course?
The hardest thing you'll ever learn is how to say goodbye.
What makes a man who he is? Is it the worst things he's ever done, or the best things he wants to be? When you find yourself in the middle of your life and you're nowhere near of where you were going, how do you find the way from the person you've become to the one you know you could have been?
Second richest?
Today's maximum temperature was 4. It's like living in a freezer. No wonder those vegetable sellers at the Wazemme market don't worry about their freshness ( the vegies of course, not the sellers ).
Yesterday I did something terrible. Something that I have been trying not to do for the last 4 years. But I shouldn't be saying this especially on the Internet, but I'll give you a clue; It has something to do with Harry Potter. Oh I felt so guilty. A true fan will never do it. But I'll blame it on the French. It's their fault for not understanding English.
Speaking of Harry Potter, it was on the news today. Bla bla bla, movie's coming out this Wednesday, bla bla bla, fourth film, bla bla bla, very dark and full of emotions, bla bla bla, main actor is the second richest teenager in UK after Prince William, bla bla bla... hang on, wait a second. Second richest after Prince William? Meaning he's even richer than Prince Henry? And he's only 16! That is not fair! I'm 18 and I'm the 1,967,982nd richest teenager in Malaysia (please note that it was a randomly selected number and was not taken from any ranking list).
Let's talk about something else. Today half of my group took the english test. The other half will be taking it this Friday (including me; that reminds me that i have a german test as well this Friday). I asked them how was it. They said it was hard. Ok. Then I asked the Nicaraguan? Nicaraguese? girl. I have to say that she's the only person i think who can actually speak english in my group. We even make fun of the others when they mispronunce the words (to hired = to haieghed, or even worse to heeghed) . And she has an american accent. Back to the story. So she said it was tough. Ok. And she told me that there was a dialogue with a Scottish accent. Not Ok. Scottish? I thought we're learning English? I normally have problems understanding Scottish, Irish and Welsh accents. I'm not complaining about the accents, I mean everyone has an accent; Malaysians, Singaporeans, Australians,.... French, but when it comes to giving a test, shouldn't the prof be using the standard english?
Oh for cying out loud! Second richest? He's only 16! If you think I'm just jealous, well, yes I am.
I didn't know they show Taken here in France. It's on the SerieClub channel. I'm not really a fan of Taken, but I think it's a good show.
Some secrets we keep. Some are kept from us
My mom told me once that when you're afraid of something, what you want more than anything else is to make it go away. You want your life back to the way it was before you found out that there was something to be afraid of. You want to build a high wall and live your old life behind it. But nothing ever stays the same. That's not your old life at all. That's your new life with a wall around it. Your choice is not about going back to the way things were. Your choice is about hiding, or about going right to the heart of the thing that scares you.
Sometimes the best way to move into the unknown is to take familiar steps, small steps. To do ordinary things to deal with something that is in no way ordinary. We're always going someplace new, all the time. Familiar things just let us pretend that we aren't moving into unfamiliar territory. You take those small familiar steps, and you try to be honest, not to live as if nothing had changed but still to go on with your life. But there are times when what you need is a piece of how things used to be
When you're little, you like to think you know everything, but the last thing you really want is to know too much. What you really want is for grown-ups to make the world a safe place where dreams can come true and promises are never broken. And when you're little, it doesn't seem like a lot to ask.
Even when we know we'll never find the answers, we have to keep on asking questions.
People talk a lot as if the most important thing in life is to always see things for what they really are. But everything we do, every plan we make, is kind of a lie. We're closing our eyes and pretending that the day won't ever come when we won't need to make any more plans. Hope is the biggest lie there is, and it is the best. We have to keep going as if it all mattered, or else we wouldn't keep going at all.
People say that when we grow up, we kick at everything we've been told, we rebel against the world our parents worked so hard to bring us into, that part of growing of is kicking at the ties that bind. But I don't think that's why we kick at all. I think we kick when we find out that our parents don't know much more about the world than we do. They don't have all the answers. We rebel when we find out that they've been lying to us all along, that there isn't any Santa Claus at all.
Is every moment of our lives built into us before we're born? If it is, does that make us less responsible for the things we do? Or is the responsibility built in too? After you hit the ball, do you stand and wait to see if it goes out, or do you start running and let nature take its course?
The hardest thing you'll ever learn is how to say goodbye.
What makes a man who he is? Is it the worst things he's ever done, or the best things he wants to be? When you find yourself in the middle of your life and you're nowhere near of where you were going, how do you find the way from the person you've become to the one you know you could have been?
Second richest?
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