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SUZANA WHO?
Hi there little boys and girls, today we are gonna learn how to poison squirrels. But first, I’d like you to meet my friend Suzana ; Stranger

Sunday, August 27, 2017 @ 4:54 AM

At 20

Surrounded by nature's purest colour of my room walls, I suddenly feel my heart glow of enthusiasm. Tomorrow's voyage will not only be survivable but enjoyable. My mind flashed to the latest interview and the last question was "What is the most rewarding aspect of ..". Is it the sheer evidence of my unconformity to social norms? Atleast I believed it.

I had always exhibited eccentric behaviour out of nowhere and for no obvious reason. Some strangers have labeled me as rude, courageous, weird or inspiring. And today I have detached myself from temporary labels of the past as I'm alittle bit older from yesterday.

At 5 I am an aspiring dancer rehearsing after school and weekends for endless competitions
At 9 I am a student artist representing my cca
At 10 I am a html expert amongst my peers
At 12 I am a permanent resident of the library packed with a picnic in my bag
At 15 I am a literature student living life as a protagonist in my own novel
At 17 I am a NCD teacher to my juniors while I am a student in school
At 18 I am a rock climber spending every week travelling to get my body aching
At 19 Who am I?

Thursday, August 24, 2017 @ 1:02 AM

Suz, ni jue zhenmeyang?

Sunday, August 13, 2017 @ 3:49 AM

Looking back at some poly highlights now that I've graduated

Looking through the photos on others' instagram made me wonder, "what other memories have we not captured on film?" Even if we did, I no longer saved/printed them anymore. Maybe I should start doing it. But what is all these for if we are living in the present?

Labels: Everyone was so enthu

Wednesday, August 2, 2017 @ 8:41 PM

dear you

Dear future husband
When I'm having a fever please sponge me
In room temperature water
I may beg and deny the service
But I need it badly
Please pray for me
Please be around me to massage my head
When my body is aching please don't touch me
Please give me lavender oil and put it on my skin
Remind me that my sins are clearing
Remind me that it means my body is fighting harmful bacteria
Please run my errands for me
Remind me to pray
Prepare food for me tho I may eat only 2 spoons
Please off the fans and aircon
Turn the lights off while you're at it
Dear future husband
Please take care of me

Tuesday, August 1, 2017 @ 9:59 PM

Day and night

In secondary two, there was a level camp in Malaysia

This meant that for days, my routine is not decided by me

No power to choose who surrounds me, well what can possibly go wrong?

The energetic Suzana who goofs off in class will be exposed

Exposed to my classmates for more than 72 hours

Why does it feel so pressurizing to entertain everyone?

I packed a torchlight and a book for the free time at night

But soon I realize, the rules of Uniform group's camp applies here too

Well on the first dinner, my exhaustion from cheering and chitchatting kicked in

Why did we have to cheer before we ate?

Why must we do it loudly and rowdily?

This is not my milieu and I want to go home

I can't write in my diary, I can't blog, I can't read

My great plans of recharging with my nightly routine were ruined

"Lights off"

In the darkness, I hear my name- Pssst, Suzana, are you asleep?

I didn't reply.

It's not socializing period.

When daylight came, I was back to cheering and joking. Why?

Sunday, August 27, 2017 @ 4:54 AM At 20 Surrounded by nature's purest colour of my room walls, I suddenly feel my heart glow of enthusiasm. Tomorrow's voyage will not only be survivable but enjoyable. My mind flashed to the latest interview and the last question was "What is the most rewarding aspect of ..". Is it the sheer evidence of my unconformity to social norms? Atleast I believed it. I had always exhibited eccentric behaviour out of nowhere and for no obvious reason. Some strangers have labeled me as rude, courageous, weird or inspiring. And today I have detached myself from temporary labels of the past as I'm alittle bit older from yesterday. At 5 I am an aspiring dancer rehearsing after school and weekends for endless competitions At 9 I am a student artist representing my cca At 10 I am a html expert amongst my peers At 12 I am a permanent resident of the library packed with a picnic in my bag At 15 I am a literature student living life as a protagonist in my own novel At 17 I am a NCD teacher to my juniors while I am a student in school At 18 I am a rock climber spending every week travelling to get my body aching At 19 Who am I? back to top?
Thursday, August 24, 2017 @ 1:02 AM Ni Suz, ni jue zhenmeyang? back to top?
Sunday, August 13, 2017 @ 3:49 AM Looking back at some poly highlights now that I've graduated Looking through the photos on others' instagram made me wonder, "what other memories have we not captured on film?" Even if we did, I no longer saved/printed them anymore. Maybe I should start doing it. But what is all these for if we are living in the present? Labels: Everyone was so enthu back to top?
Wednesday, August 2, 2017 @ 8:41 PM dear you Dear future husband When I'm having a fever please sponge me In room temperature water I may beg and deny the service But I need it badly Please pray for me Please be around me to massage my head When my body is aching please don't touch me Please give me lavender oil and put it on my skin Remind me that my sins are clearing Remind me that it means my body is fighting harmful bacteria Please run my errands for me Remind me to pray Prepare food for me tho I may eat only 2 spoons Please off the fans and aircon Turn the lights off while you're at it Dear future husband Please take care of me back to top?
Tuesday, August 1, 2017 @ 9:59 PM Day and night In secondary two, there was a level camp in Malaysia This meant that for days, my routine is not decided by me No power to choose who surrounds me, well what can possibly go wrong? The energetic Suzana who goofs off in class will be exposed Exposed to my classmates for more than 72 hours Why does it feel so pressurizing to entertain everyone? I packed a torchlight and a book for the free time at night But soon I realize, the rules of Uniform group's camp applies here too Well on the first dinner, my exhaustion from cheering and chitchatting kicked in Why did we have to cheer before we ate? Why must we do it loudly and rowdily? This is not my milieu and I want to go home I can't write in my diary, I can't blog, I can't read My great plans of recharging with my nightly routine were ruined "Lights off" In the darkness, I hear my name- Pssst, Suzana, are you asleep? I didn't reply. It's not socializing period. When daylight came, I was back to cheering and joking. Why? back to top?