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Name: IvyNick: Ironyv
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Birthday: 30 November
Zodiac Sign: Sagittarius
Country: Singapore
Interests: Makeup, Reading books, Reading manga, watching anime, listening to music, slacking
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To go Japan to see my host family
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My polytechnic school mates: Jennifer, Changli, Jolene, Kiat, Grace, Sandy..etcMy ex company colleagues: Kelly, Liting, YingChao
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Wednesday, August 13, 2003
To all (or none) who read my posts, i am sorry that i have not been posting my diary entries. I am so busy, working for like 12 hrs daily because my aunt can't find enough people to work in the cafe. So damn tired am I that I become slow in doing things and short tempered.
I missed my good old days. Recently, i was actually crying, saying things that I feel unfair to me. I feel my life is bad, that I can't find my identity now. Like what i want to become, what i am going to do now. My mind is in a mess and this gives me a big load to me. But someone told me something that got me thinking. Is my life that bad? After all, I am so better off than people living in poorer countries. What got me thinking is how many people die in those countries. No, not stress or mental breakdown, but they died of hunger, illness, disasters. But we, In comfy Singapore, some people died of stress, depression, crime, drugs and even cancer cause by smoking. Two different countries, yet people still die. Ain't living in a good prosperous country good enough to live? Why do people thought of dying? That is a mystery.
My life, as compared to other people in poorer country, is insignificant. But, maybe i am just having a different life than them. Maybe though poor, they are able to appreciate life better than us. They are able to cherish mother nature better than us. I really don't know. Maybe being in a developed country make us lose touch with nature. Maybe.
So tired, got to sleep
zzZZZZZzzz
I missed my good old days. Recently, i was actually crying, saying things that I feel unfair to me. I feel my life is bad, that I can't find my identity now. Like what i want to become, what i am going to do now. My mind is in a mess and this gives me a big load to me. But someone told me something that got me thinking. Is my life that bad? After all, I am so better off than people living in poorer countries. What got me thinking is how many people die in those countries. No, not stress or mental breakdown, but they died of hunger, illness, disasters. But we, In comfy Singapore, some people died of stress, depression, crime, drugs and even cancer cause by smoking. Two different countries, yet people still die. Ain't living in a good prosperous country good enough to live? Why do people thought of dying? That is a mystery.
My life, as compared to other people in poorer country, is insignificant. But, maybe i am just having a different life than them. Maybe though poor, they are able to appreciate life better than us. They are able to cherish mother nature better than us. I really don't know. Maybe being in a developed country make us lose touch with nature. Maybe.
So tired, got to sleep
zzZZZZZzzz
ironyv at Wednesday, August 13, 2003
