N A N A

It’s my life, it’s now or never.

Nana — Thu, 02 Feb 2012 14:50:26 +0000

This is our decision, to live fast and die young. We’ve got the vision, now lets have some fun.

30 Days!

Nana — Thu, 02 Feb 2012 14:40:35 +0000

Day 08- Short term goals for this month and why

Hi February, be nice please.

Short term goals for February:
- Sleep before 11 (or at least 8 hrs of sleep/day)
- Plan Krabi/BKK trip in end May/June ^o^
- Finish up surprise prezzie for K
- Research on universities for part-time studies
- Volunteer at SPCA
- Stay happy

Pretty much what i need to do during this short month. Sleep is like the #1 thing i need to work on cos i’m totally worn out from the lack of sleep. meow. Btw, am doing something for K (it’s a secret and i’ve been dragging it so need to finish it ASAP!). I sure hope he likes it. :}

During cny, a lot of my relatives asked me what i’m doing (as usual) and ALL of them actually urged me to pursue my degree while i’m young and not to waste time cos in the end, i might just drag and NEVER get my degree. Soooo, have been doing some research for part time studies etc. Have my eyes set on a degree in radio from Murdoch University but i think most likely, i should be studying part time marketing at SIM. Le sigh. Financial woes are such a burden.

Something happy to look forward too is that the next holiday is in the midst of planning (3 cheers hooray!). Krabi+BKK with K, sissy and her bf. Sho eggcited. Srsly want everything to be confirmed but i guess it’s hard cos there’s more people involved + we all have work committments! Le sigh.

Anyhooooo, stay fabulous! X

So little time but so much to say.

Nana — Tue, 31 Jan 2012 15:29:48 +0000

I remember going to sleep last night, and I realized something. Something that I think is important. I realized that throughout the course of the evening, I wasn’t happy about Craig and Sam breaking up. Not at all. I never once thought that it would mean Sam might start liking me. All I cared about was the fact that Sam got really hurt. And I guess I realized at that moment that I really did love her. Because there was nothing to gain, and that didn’t matter.

- The Perks Of Being A Wallflower

Happy twentytwo. :-)

Nana — Sat, 28 Jan 2012 09:11:10 +0000

She would consider each day a miracle – which indeed it is, when you consider the number of unexpected things that could happen in each second of our fragile existences.

30 Days!

Nana — Sun, 22 Jan 2012 03:29:09 +0000

Day 07- A picture of someone/something that has a big impact on you

Mom & Dad ♥

They’ve been there for me throughout my entire life. Guiding me, building me up, showering me with tremendous love, care and concern. I have disappointed them with my wilfulness, stubbornness, and even my unpredictable temperament; which has caused much undesirable unhappiness over the last 22 years. But yet, they still believe, and continue to have faith in me.

I am not big on emotions. Never liked to share much of my worries/ troubles with people because I have a hard time expressing my feelings thru verbal words. But they understand that about me, and give me a lot of room to grow in my own special way. Offering words of advice, a listening ear, and providing as much as they possibly could, be it physically or emotionally.

Without the both of them, I wouldn’t be who I am right now. I wouldn’t have the strength to pick myself up after every fall. I wouldn’t be a lot of things, without them.

Thank you mummy & daddy for all these years of tender love and faithful support in me. In return, i hope to take care of you for the rest of my life.

ily; always have, always will

Nana — Sun, 15 Jan 2012 04:49:29 +0000

You’re not like the others. I’ve seen a few; I know. When I talk, you look at me. When I said something about the moon, you looked at the moon, last night. The others would never do that. The others would walk off and leave me talking. Or threaten me. No one has time anymore for anyone else. You’re one of the few who put up with me.

- Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

At that is why, I love you.

Nana — Sun, 15 Jan 2012 04:06:57 +0000

I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken — and I’d rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived.

- Margaret Mitchell

We’ll travel to infinity.

Nana — Thu, 12 Jan 2012 16:26:05 +0000

Sometimes you just have to take the leap and build your wings on the way down.

Nana — Mon, 09 Jan 2012 13:33:06 +0000

The race is long and, in the end, it’s only with yourself.

Nana — Sun, 08 Jan 2012 09:02:05 +0000

Ladies and gentlemen of the class of ’97:

Wear sunscreen.

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they’ve faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.

Don’t worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 pm on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.

Sing.

Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts. Don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don’t waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind. The race is long and, in the end, it’s only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don’t.

Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You’ll miss them when they’re gone.

Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t. Maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t. Maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else’s.

Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don’t be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own.

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.

Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents. You never know when they’ll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They’re your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you’ll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you’ll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.

Don’t mess too much with your hair or by the time you’re 40 it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen.

- N Space