watched a bit of MJ's funeral... particularly liked one of the speeches given by his childhood sweetheart sorry didn't pay attention to her name.her speech felt so... just so real. quite surprised when she brought up the little princess. what is the most important is not visible... how true is that? smile. i have to tell myself this too... smile and be happy :)

 

price giving on fri. can't believe it's the end already. i was thinking oh i really don't have to wear suits for school from fri onwards ever again. but there's more to it than simply don't have chance to wear school uniform. i wanted to say that i gained so many things from life at cokethorpe. but it seems effortless when trying to be specific. i couldn't even pronounce c-o-k-e-t-h-o-r-p-e at the beginning lol... but it's the end, the end. my kim texted me the other day saying we get matching hoodies on fri! yes we do:) as i said hope the weather's not going to be hot so that we can wear them! i still remember when we were doing photos for the prospectus and that one taken beside the rose garden was actually on the website first thing you see. can't believe i never get the chance again to complain walking up to the church, first every 3rd week then every 6th, and get frozen inside.then came out of it smiling and saying thank you very much. what conflicting actions! haha hope i'm forgiven by the almighty God ;) Vanbrugh house is simply the best! i don't have to say anything else, just it's the best ever. lunch time duties! what can i say about them... lol nightmares? not quite. easy pissy? well... not really. but we had fun, didn't we prefects? and lessons... just love them! for my life i've never loved my lessons that much. but do you know what? we've got the best teachers! thank you all so much more than i can say... UCAS! lol i lived through the reality check period. it was stressing, but we are all going to do more exciting things. for this i'm thankful to UCAS and Mr and Mrs UCAS ;) just please stop sending me emails UCAS, i'm not interested in meeting random people at all haha. what do i regret? well... not giving people lines? haha i can't do it i know i can't no matter how hard i try. so there you go, i'm not a good prefect lol well not a bossy one which pupils may like but... well sorry Sir, i tried my best;) i actually do not regret not being able to have the new sixth form centre. i know people may do but i've always enjoyed a smaller community and i'm more than certain that it was exactly what i want all the way through... too many things to say but i'd like to stop here. Cokethorpe is special in its own way and i don't really have to say that much. :)

 

 

si quelqu'un aime une fleur qui n'existe pu'à un exemplaire dans les millions et les millions d'étoiles, ça suffit pour qui'il soit heureux quand il les regarde. il se dit: '' ma fleur est là quelque part...'' mais si le mouton mange la fleur, c'est pour lui comme si, brusquement, toutes les étoiles s'éteignaient! et ce n'est pas important ça!

 

When one loves a flower, and she only lives on one of those stars among millions and millions. When one is able to see those stars one may feel happiness. One may tell oneself: '' My flower is there somewhere...'' However, if the flower is eaten by the sheep, it would feel like all the stars suddenly stopped shining! Don't you think this is important at all!

one can't choose one's life

one can't choose what one does

...

one can't choose so many things

BUT one can choose not to give up hope :)

there are so many articles written by parents of young adults saying how they wish their children would spend their birthdays with them not their friends.

i know how they celebrate each other's birthdays. they go out drinking, have a party etc. while their parents wait at home with a cake and some candles...

this doesn't sound funny i know, in fact it's rather old fashioned or even sad, but please bear with me.

what i find funny was that i belng to the opposite group. i want to spend my birthdays with my family but never got a chance. imagine it, everything turns upset down, how funny would that be?

they would tell me, go back! you should worry about your visa, your accomodation at uni, your this, your that...there's nothing you can do really!

yes it is the truth, so it's totally fine! i'm okay with it.

it's funny to know that you are different!

 

 

 

 

i'm half way through the novel... read it till midnight yesterday. it's so absorbing in a way... in a way which Nabokov used words and the structure of the sentences... but it gave me a feeling last night cos it's so mad, i just don't understand the logic under the story. say, Lolita's Char and Hum's daughter, Humbert would have known that the first time he met Mrs. Haze... and now after the death of her, even it wasn't him who said that but his friends. god, so now it becomes clear that Humbert loves Lolita who was a 12-year-old and who was his won daughter!!! how stupid is that?! u agree right?

 

it's a great novel anyway for it has its own reason, i'm not good enough to understand that i guess...

 

talked to gran loads these couple of days... i enjoy her company hehe. cos we normally talk abt everything:) when school starts the day after 2morrow i gonna be busy... so i'm pretty much enjoy these quiet days.

 

oh one funny thing, when i was cooking yesterday i just put way too much salt into the dishes... cos i dunno what to do with the salt bottle...:( i felt so embarrassed as people were eatting them... lol