tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62580352011-04-22T12:36:14.754+08:00change of residenceok, i've just decided to move, easyjournal was getting very stale and boring. i want some colour!! it's 11 am, i don't know what the hell i am doing up so early...or is it late? i don't know, my body system's screwed. so yeah, i shall be here for quite awhile i guess, unless i find something better.in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.comBlogger1371100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1154418592233683672006-08-01T15:49:00.000+08:002006-08-01T15:49:52.246+08:00byein oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1147655577294597802006-05-15T09:11:00.000+08:002006-05-15T09:12:57.310+08:00hello people, i lost my phone. tag your names and numbers on the board k. will be using the same number come monday. but i won't know your numbers if you ring so pardon me eh? thanks loads :)in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1146587177615095662006-05-03T00:23:00.000+08:002006-05-03T00:26:17.636+08:00now i have to remove my cactus and bring it back home because "cactuses bring bad luck for business" phooey, i just don't want to be blamed for anything that goes wrong.for those who love art, but hate pornorgraphyfor those who hate art, but love pornorgraphyhttp://www.arakinobuyoshi.com/main.htmlin oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1146459777293178232006-05-01T12:53:00.000+08:002006-05-01T13:02:57.306+08:00i got a catus. to add some life to my work station. actually i got three catuses to be exact. i bought pink rubber coasters too. now everyone at my workplace has one on their desk.here's to missing good friends in schoolhere's to missing cheap food at sim albeit coming out smelling like oilhere's to running off from classes in the middle of the dayhere's to partying late into the night and wakingin oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1143077560212716092006-03-23T09:13:00.000+08:002006-03-23T09:32:40.253+08:00so the internship has begun. and i must say that i'm getting used to it.heck! i get to walk around in slippers, go shop during lunch breaks, log on to msn at work and laugh with my workmates, so i guess it's not that bad rightttt?anyways. *drum roll* I FINALLY PASSED MY BASIC THEORY. oh my god, it's long overdue and i'm all set to rev up the engine and burn some rubber. heh heh.sayonara merlynn in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1141395446950406172006-03-03T22:03:00.000+08:002006-03-03T22:17:27.006+08:00everyone, say hi to mocha, khid's cat.he's a gay cat with shiny collar and a pink bell.i love to spin around on the chair and make him dizzy. heheohhh please vote for jemy, he entered his photo for a stb competition show him your love athttp://www.moblog.com.sg/unique2me/stbVotingdigital.asp in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1141230906677211502006-03-02T00:17:00.000+08:002006-03-02T00:58:39.796+08:00WOOHOO the exams are over.mcmers, we made it through year 2. god i'm so proud of myself.oh yes, i forgot to talk more about mos.i think we drank too much tequila and wine (extremely bad combination by the way) and got too high. i think we were making a tad bit too much noise.hehewhich explains why me and karen were pushing poor merlynn around in a trolley in the middle of the night in clarke quayin oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1141052961654452432006-02-27T22:56:00.000+08:002006-02-27T23:09:21.666+08:00i'm going to launch into a full blown panic attack.nothing seems to be going into my head. facts are flying out left right centre.have you ever had that feeling as if your gut is getting squashed by a ten ton truck and your head feels strangely empty, like not calm sort of empty but helpless empty...all at the same time?tomorrow, it will all be over tomorrow. i shall be happily sitting and eatingin oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1141041825517128512006-02-27T20:02:00.000+08:002006-02-27T20:03:45.530+08:00in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1140976001604446262006-02-27T00:11:00.000+08:002006-02-27T01:46:41.660+08:00it's about time i came back here.well first of all i would like to thank everyone who still remembered what day the 9th of feb was. too bad i wasn't able to party the night away. fyi, it sucks to be sick, especially when it's been going on for more then 4 weeks. my ears are perpetually blocked. good god, i think i must have had the worst birthday ever.oh yeah, mos was fun. thanks girls, clubbing in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1138590653270100022006-01-30T10:44:00.000+08:002006-01-30T11:10:53.353+08:00calling all aspiring actors/actresses, old hands, screen whores, come down to the Youth Park main stage for screen auditions, don't worry, there'll be partitions. There will be several film project selections going on at the same time, including a nation wide awareness campaign. Be seen at on the 1st of Feb Wed, from 3pm - 7pm.in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1138295345625023092006-01-27T00:38:00.000+08:002006-01-27T01:09:05.690+08:00note to self: to sleep more then 2 hours today. after spending a grand total of 9 hours on advertising, i have eyebags, a pimple, sore neck and i'm in dire need of sleep. was dozing through jlow's class though i was sitting upright and had to go take a nap at home after school, which made me late for dinner. hehemet up with jon who came back to Singapore from aust together with jemy, jw, sylvia, in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1138034526538749952006-01-23T23:50:00.000+08:002006-01-24T00:42:06.623+08:00is it alright if it stinks like sweet rosetastes good like sour milk?or is it fine if i stick my fingerwith my diamond ring attacted to itinto a shredder?how about letting my clothes on my backget torn apart into piecesonly to wear them back again?maybe it's better if the strands of my hairare plucked outstrand by strandtill my head's exposedthen i can start pulling my scalp apartthe toughness ofin oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1137773435052890412006-01-20T23:41:00.000+08:002006-01-21T00:10:35.130+08:00this week's been pretty good. we got back our advertising creatives, and i must say Chic ads looks all set to sky rocket Springhome. ok i don't care, since p chan is away in mummyland nursing her perfect child, which i'm quite sure knows how to differentiate between an orphan and a window in a magazine. She is a blardy slow marker, she takes ages to return our assignments, god knows what she doesin oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1137420472621765472006-01-16T21:39:00.000+08:002006-01-16T22:07:52.710+08:00the gaze the random things your eyes accidentallyland onthis window in your mindyour gaze OCCUPIES stimulating your mindwith sighttitillating, deliciousa fire sparks in the orificelaunching verbal assult on the innocenta simple gazean unintentional intrusion of spaceto take away our gazeis to remove the very thing thatkeeps our excitement for lifethat keeps us alive in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1136878676739424912006-01-10T15:16:00.000+08:002006-01-10T15:37:56.750+08:00it's been a dreary week. the weather has been too chilly, my feet's perpetually cold so i have to keep wearing my silly bedroom slippers with the poofy cats on them. after sitting through dsw's first lesson, i went from being confused to frustrated to engaged to inspired. thanks for throwing weird terms at us, now i can't help but want to find out what everyone of them mean. homework for his in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1136478294297381182006-01-06T00:07:00.000+08:002006-01-06T00:24:54.350+08:00good lord, it suddenly dawned on me that i'm going to be one year older soon come 9TH FEB(hint). being 19 isn't a big deal. it's kinda like the period of being in no man's land.but i can't help but feel well...old gawd, before i know it life will zip past me and i'll be 50 something, menopausal and wearing those big ugly plastic clips in my hair. eww i always wonder how all of us would be like in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1136307415524172192006-01-04T00:49:00.000+08:002006-01-04T00:56:55.533+08:00he saw her on the stormy desert planeshe thought it was a miragejust another one of her imaginationsher body was weather wornso tired she ignored.but still with the wind billowing into his facehe sees her walk across the dunesthe desert hues were no match for her brillianceshe does not know herself because she cannot seein oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1136220904586191862006-01-03T00:41:00.000+08:002006-01-03T00:55:04.636+08:00know what? i think i'm starting to really like 2006.it's been the second day of the new year and i'm still very very happy.i must say 05 was one of the most eventful years ever. even bad things in retrospect seemed to fall well into place for better things that happened. new year was cosy this year. and so we bid goodbye to dan and leave him in the *ahem* capable hands of the singapore governmentin oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1133785410198921672005-12-05T20:15:00.000+08:002005-12-05T20:23:30.686+08:00a quick update. for those who are wondering where the hell i've beenschool is a big fat thumb shoved up my ass. very very annoying.but thank goodness i thrive on pressure and anxiety. the only reason why i am insane enough to enjoy it is that it just feel bloody good after you're done with it.tell me i'm not the only one that feels like that.anyways mrm is almost done. i think i've finished most in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1133716913702369642005-12-05T01:19:00.000+08:002005-12-05T01:21:53.716+08:00we got in we got in!!!!!!!!! for the second year in a row. vote for XIANG QI at www.canon.com.sg/dvfest why should you vote for it? well simply because i'm acting in it silly! i think voters will get free tickets to go into Zouk that day for the awards ceremony. so what are you waiting for? show us lottttsalottsa love :)in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1132849198364934502005-11-25T00:07:00.000+08:002005-11-25T00:19:58.376+08:00ZOUK was fantastic fucking funmambo nights will be unbearable if not for the good sports on the podium. we laugh and watch them being all serious with their stupid para para-ish moves. thanks to kenneth and russell, our fabulous bodyguards that protected us from grind hungry geeky, ugly men. cept for poor ren that got man handled by some sonofabitch. mambo was packed with all sorts of people, oh in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1130514563380716842005-10-28T22:53:00.000+08:002005-10-28T23:49:23.443+08:00so my plans for going down to gotham was dashed by the bloody torrential rain that wrecked havoc last night. it was pouring and the trees outside my house were swaying madly, thank goodness they didn't snap into half. picked val up and nua-ed at sarah's place, that girl decided to bail on us so after a good hour or two at her place, we just hopped a cab to holland v to load up on junk food. yes, in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1129902882131178042005-10-21T21:54:00.000+08:002005-10-21T22:11:28.983+08:00pottering around with photoshop at night. playing with old pictures and whatever effects there are in photoshop somehow feels oddly satisfying. sooo after months and months of procrastinating, doc and me finally went to register for our 'get fit' course. taking up body sculpting, i know it sounds gay but then there was nothing else. pilates cost $110 for 12 lessons, and it's only at the stupid ccin oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1129727281635152272005-10-19T21:08:00.000+08:002005-10-19T21:08:01.640+08:00they don't give a damn to labels. in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1129574022524436982005-10-18T02:32:00.000+08:002005-10-18T02:33:42.530+08:00hidden under layers of skinare merely replicas of mein fears they are echoedin joys they are repeatedthe replicas i live with.in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1129547996680321112005-10-17T19:07:00.000+08:002005-10-17T19:27:21.736+08:00alright i shall attempt to do something about the pinkness because a fair number of you are exclaiming that it's too pink. now i won't want to deprive you of reading or missing out any juicy bit of my life (HAH!) this week has been pretty eventful. met up with a couple of old friends, always nice to catch up any of you guys and just have some time with you eh? oh and wayne said something in in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1129348470445619842005-10-15T11:15:00.000+08:002005-10-15T11:54:30.450+08:00I was watching Donnie Darko last night. the movie was definately not one of those nonsensical sci fi thrillers because i personally hate watching those. they are corny and everything and everyone gets sucked up into a spaceship or something in the end. So i was actually surprised when i found myself finishing the whole movie. it delt with time travel and also had various elements of educational in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1129263905770462032005-10-14T12:22:00.000+08:002005-10-14T13:11:23.796+08:00i had to put this up as an individual post so that i could host the background picture up.anyways i think i hear trumpets blowing in heaven and angels singing their hallelujahs. i spent the whole morning and afternoon going over pages and pages of designs and templates and finally came up with something that i am at least satisfied with. i felt that the previous template that i was using, the in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1129213052744978282005-10-13T21:50:00.000+08:002005-10-13T22:17:32.783+08:00stupid blogspot.com has changed everything in chinese!!!! omg, i can't find the button to change everything back into english. this is not good. i can't find the word 'ying wen' anywhere on the page laaaaaaaa.i feel sooooo lazy. especially during this holidays. let me describe a typical day at home.10:45am time for me to get up that's if i don't put on the snooze and go back to sleep12:00 i in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1128925810257197932005-10-10T14:14:00.000+08:002005-10-10T14:30:10.263+08:00been sick for the past week. sucks big time being stuck at home the whole week. poooicaught the 40 yr old virgin, on a score of 1-10, i'd give it a 7.5, not worth watching on a weekend, but there're plenty of boobs hanging out of shirts and 'fuck that shit' talk. watch out for the waxing part, val and me were laughing our heads off.met some of my old chc people at cine, was nice to be surrounded in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1128083438945452162005-09-30T20:01:00.000+08:002005-09-30T20:30:38.956+08:00back from australia, the sunshine state. or so they claim on their licence plates.australians, friendly bunch of people. bummers really.from what i've observed from my few days there, australians like sipping coffee/tea/whatever beverage they can get their hands on. or when they're not so occupied with hitting the surf, with it's frigid waters and 10m cages to prevent sharks from coming in, in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1126535109669576622005-09-12T22:17:00.000+08:002005-09-12T22:25:09.676+08:00my commis paper is tomorrowhow i wish i could turn into a seal or some other animaldo you think they'd kick me out of the hall for eating my paper up?i'd just tell them i was really hungry.i have read and read my notes a thousand and one times.i know i am preparedbut deep inside my gut still retretches at the thought of having to sit in that hall with a hundred other equally sick in the stomach in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1125738814475139132005-09-03T17:04:00.000+08:002005-09-03T17:13:34.506+08:00another semester is coming to an end.this past few months has been peppered with plenty of highs and lows.finally i get put my head down at night at ease without having to worry about projects and all that other nonsense.but it might only be for one night before i have to start mugging for the exams, which are only 2 weeks away. bloody scary.there are so many people i did not manage to meet up in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1124205765459554372005-08-16T23:11:00.000+08:002005-08-16T23:22:45.476+08:00i saw funny things this weekwas at the dover station waiting for the train when i saw 2 birds standing on the inside of the station and the other 2 birds seperated by the glass windows on the otherside. they were talking to each other, their heads kept bobbing up and down like they could understand what ever birds like to talk about. so it was like....*chirp*chirp*chirp* *nod*nod* i was in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1123525702249611192005-08-09T01:42:00.000+08:002005-08-09T02:28:22.290+08:00aiiightso here's the lowdown on what happened on thursday (rouge/cocolatte night)i can kiss my $170 goodbye and i've long thrown it out the window and i think is happily in the hands of the greedy management of rouge, who are happily thinking of the next batch of people to trick. yes so if any of you guys ARE from rouge (which i am not betting on) who are reading this, know that you are mean meanin oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1123338906440959662005-08-06T22:34:00.000+08:002005-08-06T22:36:27.433+08:00lost inside my tearsi am lonely without youin oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1122718327676548262005-07-30T18:03:00.000+08:002005-07-30T18:12:07.683+08:00that was MEEEEEE, shaz and the oh so very hot mark richmond. damn he's hot and very tall and nice smelling to boot.just finished commis, all done in a grand total of 6 hours.oh yeah i got my first F for the semester. fucking great. screw you field assignment 1, i shall burn you and send you to the land of incineration. i hope i don't get another f for assigment 2. i'd be utterly flabbergasted andin oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1122475292728076842005-07-27T22:08:00.000+08:002005-07-27T22:41:32.793+08:00HEY PEOPLEi'll be having a party at ROUGE on the 4th of Aug Thursday. be there be there, it'll be a good opportunity to meet up with you guys also :)Tickets are selling at $15, no tickets will be sold at the door.Doors open at 9pm.It's going to be a hip hop/rock gig thing.Trivialtion, the hip hop group that opened for the Black Eyed Peas concert in Singapore will also be there.Do call or text me in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1121776153157785202005-07-19T20:13:00.000+08:002005-07-19T20:37:38.243+08:00i'm back. home sweet homebut i miss bintanour cute little shack on trikora beach that slopes downwards. no wonder we kept finding ourselves at the foot of the bed every morning.the noisy chickens that wake us up at unearthly hour of 4 freaking am, a few days more on the island i swear i would have gone and personally hacked them into tasty little kfc bits.the hammock at the front of the shack, in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1121273753057009252005-07-14T00:44:00.000+08:002005-07-14T00:55:53.063+08:00inside of methere are trampling gnomesbusy working outhow best to make me fallsometimes i wish it was just mea fabrication of minesome story i spinto place all things in line.yet my head is spinningthe bottle is just besidemy palm is emptythere is a gun i must hidei'm safe inside my own castlequeen of my hearti find refuge in thingsthat won't break apartstop making me feel like i'm blindi'm in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1120578738044504822005-07-05T23:37:00.000+08:002005-07-05T23:52:18.050+08:00today was a funny dayfirstly, i came to school at 10 only to realise that lectures didn't start till2 because our dear lecturers decided to post the announcement up at some ulu ulu time when no one logs onto mel.so i decided to give lectures a miss and made my way down to sentosa for alittle sun and sea. oh that was no before walking round and round harbourfront shopping centre for like the 100thin oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1120237539847518162005-07-02T00:45:00.000+08:002005-07-02T01:05:39.853+08:00it's been longyou know how it's like...when you're gone so long, information just somehow magically erases itself from your memory. so i have to rack my brains hard to try and recall what happened over the past few weeks.oh i worked.brief summary, since i'm so goddamned lazy to write out everythingloreal jobfreaking bright white and orange attirebloody heavy bag heaved around holland and marine in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1118339641974037562005-06-10T01:31:00.000+08:002005-06-10T01:54:52.336+08:00had yet another interesting discussion in commis over cultural imperialism.omg, i'm turning into a bloody ferd.a certain someone still has not answered me why he thinks macdonalds is a symbol of globalization, which i don't get, cause that wasn't my argument in the first place. admit defeat man! you've lost!!school, ahh, what can i say about it. well the layers are starting to melt, classmates in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1117880146434219272005-06-04T18:09:00.000+08:002005-06-04T18:15:46.440+08:00i miss you baby.i don't know if you'd read thisbut if you happen to chance by againknow that every day apart from youtakes strain on my heartbut we're strong people aren't we?love you =)in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1117724167803463182005-06-02T22:40:00.000+08:002005-06-02T22:56:07.820+08:00today we had quite an interesting debate over blogging.should we be able to say what we want in our blogs?well, i personally think so. there were quite a few who disagreed. i sorta understand where they are coming from.but here's my 2 cents worth.blogging is firstly an outlet for your personal expression, woe be to that unfortunate person who happens to chance upon your site where you just in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1117469289864010032005-05-30T23:58:00.000+08:002005-05-31T00:08:09.870+08:00school has finally started. but i haven't really gotten to know my class yet. everyone is still keeping very much to themselves. very very strange. compared to t110 when everyone was a bloody chatterbox, which helped to break the ice early.assignments and shit are coming hard and fast. though i think my semester is not as bad as the other mod's.was not able to meet up for jemy's b'day. my jemy isin oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1116593911120851452005-05-20T20:48:00.000+08:002005-05-20T20:58:31.126+08:00orientation was ...i don't even know how to put it. all i can say is that we have a really sad bunch of fms people who have just joined us. apart from one or two. saw a couple of familiar faces. welcome to mcm people. i assure you your life would never be the same again.i know i'm being mean, but what the hell is chinese studies doing in fms?? not that we are stereotyping them, they really look in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1115530543268095742005-05-08T13:29:00.000+08:002005-05-08T13:35:43.273+08:00blogging is such a chore.i detest doing itfilling up lines in cyberspacewith thoughts and things we do everydayboringcan't we find something else better to dothen to have to think of words and phrasesto sum up an entire daywhich might be considered a certain injusticesurely our experiences exceed what we can put down in aphabetsit's repeatitivewhywe might as well scribble down everythingon a wallin oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1115039796703605312005-05-02T21:03:00.000+08:002005-05-02T21:16:36.706+08:00sentosa was crowded today! shane and me were walking round and round to look for a good spot. spent our hours wisely by soaking up the sun and getting ourselves freaking red and taking photos (he forced me to!!!) after poking fun at fat people, stepping on ample seaweed, floating on my tube, trying to not get the cam covered in sand or water we left sentosa when more people started filling up thein oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1114684935306247662005-04-28T18:28:00.000+08:002005-04-28T19:20:34.030+08:00my legs are movingparallel to the groundincognitodizzing feelinga mixture of air and adrenalinnatural highi breathe in sharp burststhe whole bodyin rhythmic motionthe sunwith a whip in its handbeats down on mei am on the floorstill breathing hardthe sun is laughingi swear...i will never ever run again at 12pm on a bloody hot afternoon. i looked like an idiot amongst all the aunties and kids with in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1114576350519271542005-04-27T12:02:00.000+08:002005-04-27T12:32:30.523+08:00back from sentosa, malaysia.so our malaysia day started out with the mandatory waiting for izzy and the rest. considering that where we met only required him and dec less then 5 mins to get there. erghh....so we waited and waited and waited, first under his block then later at the round table battling flies and the heat, for a good 3 hours before we set off to m'sia. i don't know, does malaysia in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1114236958923056052005-04-23T13:49:00.000+08:002005-04-23T14:19:24.603+08:00i was this close to losing it. in all senses of the word. my mind, my emotions, my sanity, my loved ones/one. it almost seemed like, just when i thought that i had it, when i thought i could breathe easy, the tables were turned on me once again. i think God has a cruel sense of humor. it's still humour, but i'm not laughing.but as with always, i managed to get myself out of it. as i told khid, in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1113846693118233982005-04-19T01:51:00.000+08:002005-04-19T01:51:33.116+08:00ok, so the haircut didn't exactly begin as what i had anticipated. which is good. but...being one of the first few to seat down i was the last to be finished. considering that karen did a dye job which usually takes quite long and pearl was also cutting her hair. what i got was a seemingly normal looking woman to cut my hair. so i thought to myself, phew, at least my hair won't get screwed. but in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1113732770417932982005-04-17T17:21:00.000+08:002005-04-17T18:12:50.420+08:00so what about some colour for a change? since now my blackground's white...anything goes with white so this will be easy.hoho, pearl, if were able to do that all by myself i won't need to be cracking my head and turning my hair white over stupid dreamweaver. gotta get the book back from gabriel someday before i totally forget how to work that thing. god, so much drama, left right centre. can in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1113660626769184102005-04-16T22:10:00.000+08:002005-04-16T22:10:26.770+08:00yes, so what's this cup of mocha doing here you might ask.for your information, if you didn't notice, this is the first picture i have ever posted up on my blog. at last, i hear people rejoicing at the back...she has finally figured out how to do it without the help of anyone. come on, tell me how proud you are of me.in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1113571421473062482005-04-15T20:29:00.000+08:002005-04-16T22:15:51.253+08:00alright, after hours and hours of dreamweavering...the new templates are still not hosted yet. omg, i want to tear my hair out. any kind souls out there care to help me out with it? cooping myself up at home in lieu of trying to not spend any money is working so far.so what has sandee been up to these daysblading and falling on her buttcycling without crashing into any lamp postsswimming in my in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1113361202195783592005-04-13T10:52:00.000+08:002005-04-13T11:02:56.580+08:00That little boy down the streetIs looking at you with those eyesThey have seen too much pain That little boy down the streetHolds out his grubby handsOnly to feel air caressing his fingers That little boy down the stretWalks slowly up to youHis feet hardened by the land What do you do when you see himThat little boy down the streetWalk away like the others too? If you trade places withThat in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1113242281796041162005-04-12T01:33:00.000+08:002005-04-12T01:58:01.800+08:00i feel like a slug now. seriously.however i must digress. i realize i like shopping alone, or rather doing things alone. no one would be there breathing down your neck, asking you to hurry up. or to frown cause they're getting tired from all that walking around with you. you're at liberty to take your own sweet time to ponder if you should buy that meji or ski divine yogurt, stare at it for 10 in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1113157016898285692005-04-11T01:25:00.000+08:002005-04-11T02:42:14.496+08:00tears on the pavementthat once fell from mehave dried and gonein slow defined motionglass shards grind on the flooras the come togetherthat crumpled piece of paperdamp at the sidewalkawaits to be openedthat heavy veil in the aironce weighing my head isburnt with the worries that camesmudged faces shattered livesnow passersby resemble sanityi am at restin oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1112937783017342522005-04-08T12:59:00.000+08:002005-04-08T13:23:03.016+08:00my legs are aching, and so does my butt which is sore from that unglam landing on it while blading. aw come on, i haven't bladed for what? 5?6?years other then that, i must say that i had a fantastic time at east coast with ren, des, merlynn and darryl.me merlynn and ren started out with cycling. i haven't touched a bicycle for close to 4 years also and had to practice for awhile because i was in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1112727401904023382005-04-06T02:42:00.000+08:002005-04-06T02:56:41.906+08:00it's 2 42 am and i'm still waiting for ruq to finish up his stuff before we can go for our gallavant around dover.congradulations fmss choir, you did us proud, at least you didn't let us down, or i'd come personally to skin each and everyone of you to make into floor rugs to decorate some african cannibal's hut. though i personally didn't think they would have got a gold with honours, they still in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1112290690220972022005-04-01T01:11:00.000+08:002005-04-01T01:41:45.533+08:00Photographperfect picture set in a framethe shiny glaze across itsmiling are these threedecieving everyone but not melook in her eyesthey stare back at youher heart is brokenher fears have come trueand him over therehe's wearing a maskunveilled by the monsterthat lives in the flaskthat woman in blackhas nothing to holdso cold are her handscause she's lying aloneso look againare you sure you in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1112208549029740382005-03-31T02:48:00.000+08:002005-03-31T02:49:09.030+08:00my father is a jackass. i am NOT YOUR FUCKING MAID. go and drink your beer and shut the hell up.in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1112154686247832852005-03-30T11:29:00.000+08:002005-03-30T11:51:26.250+08:00day one of my new found freedom and i'm sitting at home to blog. how happening. well just spare me the comments, it's only 11 30am after all.so anyways, yesterday's paper was, how should i say, doable? i could do it and all, but when you attempt to stab the duck more then 3 times, it's alittle risky. we waited outside the hall for the rest to finish for like 1 hour, comparing answers (i know la, in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1111987841149371182005-03-28T13:30:00.000+08:002005-03-28T13:33:43.180+08:00bad news: mom's being a pain in ass. she doesn't want me to go to bali...for whatever weird ass reason that moms like to come up with, which she doesn't seem be able to be back up with any sensible logic. she has just officially ruined my holidays. beeyatch.so what does one do when she has nowhere outside singapore to go?i will be going to izzy's party, go out with whoever asks me out to party, in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1111904480400219972005-03-27T14:00:00.000+08:002005-03-27T14:21:20.403+08:00funny how things can never be certain. as much as you want a definate answer, something somehow will surely come and throw you off your path. it'll cause you to second guess your decision and make thoughts fester and grow in your mind.whatever, maybe my mind's being hyperactive. i think i think too much.woohoo...it's more or less confirmed that i'll be going bali with val. she's apparently got in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1111427150138812382005-03-22T01:05:00.000+08:002005-03-22T01:45:50.140+08:00a smiling cheshire cat,sits atop the tree;its eyes glintering.watching from abovebut only to see,there are things growing.do not impair its visiondon't attempt to hide,prevent it from festering.my dear cheshire cat.please help me look,you keep this tree standingthough its bark is tainted,and its leaves are tornits presence is still commanding.as you can see...i'm very much tossed into my poeticalin oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1110994288021656862005-03-17T01:20:00.000+08:002005-03-17T01:31:28.023+08:00yesterday was the last day we had together as a class. i'm going to miss all of you. really. i'm sad that the cracks were starting to show, but i guess our good times outweighed the bad. t110/05 will always be my dearest, craziest, loudest class. life in mcm year 1 would really have been a MAJOR pain in the ass if not for you. friendships that i've forged with ya'll will forever stay with me. it in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1110812149403908312005-03-14T22:36:00.000+08:002005-03-14T22:55:49.406+08:00once again, it's now time for me to ramble onwatching guys in tight pants and even tigher shirts somehow doesn't seem right. their backbones seem to be made of jello. sparkly shirts with low slits down their front. hmm? not exactly my cup of tea. val babe, you were good :) don't worry, i know you'd do well for the next comp. the kids were a thrill to watch. they are so freaking good for someone in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1110387603355076842005-03-10T00:46:00.000+08:002005-03-10T01:00:03.356+08:00you are worth itthe busy schedule, pending datelines, sleepless nights, furrowed browsin spite of thatyour lovefills the voidblisswhat do i want to do with my life? i don't want to chase fortune, i don't need to own a big house. i just want to be happy. to know that what i've done makes a difference. i want to help people. to make them happy too. it's that simple. strip all emotions down. no morein oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1110291296816428282005-03-08T22:03:00.000+08:002005-03-08T22:14:56.816+08:00i went for a dipthe water was coolmy hair is soaked right throughfluid movementsand gentle breezemy body is one with the wateri sit up on the ledgethe cold wind bites memy hand turns blueback in i plunge myselfit engulfs memy body gags with wateri trash and struggleflashes of the pastmy mind runs wildsqueezing my eyesi hold my breath to seemy entire being come to a haltinto the blue wateri sinkmyin oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1109783593963804482005-03-03T00:49:00.000+08:002005-03-03T01:13:13.966+08:00went swimming, or should i say mooching around the pool with the guys till we became all pruny. we started interrogating the flower pot whether it was the one who turned on the jaccuzi switches, cause none of us did, and there weren't others around. it turned on by itself, freaky. we also started singing songs about aaron's fatness. man, aaron makes BIG ripples when he jumps into the water. likein oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1109616075278414812005-03-01T02:41:00.000+08:002005-03-03T00:48:12.780+08:00plus in addition to my foot, i have a goddamned gastric that is threatening to eat my stomach! *shriek* the horrow.update on footbetter, but it's horribly bruised, it's like purple on the sides and i have one helluva big red spot where i twisted itcaught ray today, good autobiographical film about him, but didn't know he was a junkie or a womanizer.heard from ruq that blenheim's in a coma and in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1109247884154136632005-02-24T19:45:00.000+08:002005-02-24T20:24:44.156+08:00my freaking foot is in so much pain. i hobble to the toilet, i hobble to the lift, in short...i'm a pai kah. arghhhh i twisted the bloody foot while trying to avoid ramming into someone on the court. felt some kinda pain but i disregarded it, rotated my ankle abit and continued prancing around the court for a good 30 mins. BAD DECISION. the pain started getting too much for me to handle and my in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1108571911478349972005-02-17T00:27:00.000+08:002005-02-17T00:38:31.480+08:00for the first time ever in my life i am underspending for the month!! can you say omg?!yeah, that's all...kinda thought that was quite an achievementin oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1107788885354983642005-02-07T21:25:00.000+08:002005-02-07T23:08:05.353+08:00as the days to my 18th birthday draw nearer, i think i should take this time to thank the people who have made the 17 years on this dying planet a more bearable place.
in no particular order, i love all of you
1. my moma and papa
though you guys have made me mutter countless amounts of swear words under my breath whenever you bitch, nag, scold, punish(not anymore) i still love you with every in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1107446858407553722005-02-03T23:48:00.000+08:002005-02-04T00:07:38.406+08:00library, wait, balloons, flowers, big smile, dinner, similarities, quirk, dark road, creepy house, careful steps, home, sentosa, tower, breeze, warmth, discover, water, sand, hands, heart, roof top, stars, stones, presentation, urs, bling, kiss, stairwell, hug, garden, pond, swanless lake, ice tea, popular, jumbo, stroll, macritche, hike, view, long walks, pink, cookies, bus ride, operation, in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1107264459804674462005-02-01T21:12:00.000+08:002005-02-01T21:27:39.806+08:00i'm so not going to get my full marks for medisoc, oh what the heck.
this is going to be a "I'm looking forward to..." whatever post
I'm looking forward to (in no particular order)
1. Meeting up with shane and jh: where my mr good looking is said to be even better looking, haha, moreover it's been ages since i've seen any of them
2. Seeing my favourite boy any time of the day, he puts a spring in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1107015264437458102005-01-30T01:02:00.000+08:002005-03-15T00:21:06.086+08:00(corrected ESPECIALLY for issac)crystal ship...all aboard. i guess the party was alright, that's probably cause i didn't stay long enough and wasn't there half the time to see what was happening. both of us gallavanted into the night. everyone was getting sloshed and the place was too godamned hot to stay inside. goodness, everyone was gyrating and grinding each other, issac was humping the (air)in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1106928796045810842005-01-28T23:26:00.000+08:002005-01-29T00:29:24.543+08:00Deux
under the incandecent moonlight
our laughter rings through the night.
a zephyr blows through my hair
our precarious nature
is deliriously addictive
as fingers entwine
something creeps to my heart
pulsating, my senses come alive
i am dizzy with ecstacy.
silhouetted on the ground
two lone shadows
amidst the dance of stars
in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1106498886685088922005-01-24T01:47:00.000+08:002005-01-24T00:48:06.686+08:00it's so nice to be happy and loved once again :)
in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1105802077920411952005-01-15T23:04:00.000+08:002005-01-15T23:14:37.920+08:00a poem i came across today. made me tear, this would be the sort of poem that i want to be read to at my wedding.
" 'i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go, my dear;and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)and it's you whateverin oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1105729628501235812005-01-15T03:03:00.000+08:002005-01-15T03:07:08.500+08:00once again a stranger
ties that bonded
snap into my eyes
a gaping wound
my heart cries
the feelings inside
a stranger from afar
no longer i can touch
the trail of your scent
in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1105208361237944802005-01-09T02:07:00.000+08:002005-01-09T02:19:21.236+08:00life is funny, it's a string of events that tie in the shitty ones with good ones that surface only much later. much has happened, but due to my inapt blogging habits i have forgotten what has happened which is also due to my horrible memory for anything apart from faces.
so what the hell am i doing now at 2:09 in the morning? waiting for my hair (which will be cut short) to dry before i can hitin oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1104564014623646552005-01-01T15:19:00.000+08:002005-01-01T15:20:14.623+08:00this year feels like any other
in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1104247668563840562004-12-28T23:14:00.000+08:002004-12-28T23:27:48.563+08:00this christmas season was fun. 3 days of non-stop feasting and merry making. however there just seemed to be something missing this year. perhaps i've finally passed the stage where i eagerly anticipate to open presents or for the clock to strike 12. i don't know, it just felt different.
shopping for presents was a real chore. i didn't think that i hated shopping that much till i had to shop forin oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1103553829555733602004-12-20T21:17:00.000+08:002004-12-20T22:45:24.426+08:00The hand ticksClickIt resonates throughThe empty hallThis dark sheet of nightCovers my face Believing in the flickerThat rests in my imaginationTo save me The sickening sound of glassCrunchBloodied is the floorThe smell of metalWafts to my noseAnd prevents me from fainting
in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1103453468066540962004-12-19T18:43:00.000+08:002004-12-19T18:51:08.066+08:00won't this world be so much better off without men. think about it.
1. you don't have to worry about getting vpl
2. staining your pants will be as normal as a dog pissing in a park
3. imagine the amount of money saved on cosmetics
4. small sized boobs still equals sexy
5. no need for bras
6. gillette will close down cause no one would want to shave
7. you can fart and burp as much as you want
8. in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1102958452909049022004-12-14T01:03:00.000+08:002004-12-14T01:20:52.910+08:00i shall attempt to recount how the night went
zouk was...well how should i put it? boring? the whole awards night was just a leg training exercise. i think the only thing good about that place was that electrico was playing and there was free flow of tiger beer. anyways, we, being underagies were tagged. yes tagged, how nice. that meant that we'd be kicked out of that place by 10 plus 11 and in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1102852358826944802004-12-12T19:45:00.000+08:002004-12-12T19:52:56.696+08:00to my dear sylvia...i've always been like this ever since...i don't know, forever? so perhaps it's you who doesn't really know me that well. i'm not saying that i'm pissed at anyone of you or what when i don't answer. i just don't see the point in tagging something like that, it's as if i have to answer every single one of your questions. there should be a certain level of privacy that i want to in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1102255093274323092004-12-05T21:45:00.000+08:002004-12-05T21:58:13.273+08:00i think my whole holidays boiled down to this week. i managed to make the most out of this single week then i did for the rest of the holidays. had a bloody good time catching up with debbie and staying over at her place. i think everyone enjoys gallavanting around singapore late into the night. ohh oh, her place just rocks la. i love the roof top garden, perfect place to fry yourself there. so in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1101812888093867012004-11-30T19:04:00.000+08:002004-11-30T19:08:08.100+08:00we made it into the finals!!!! *does happy dance*
in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1101574422343428632004-11-28T01:38:00.000+08:002004-11-28T00:58:11.746+08:00today was the play. and what do you need to go watch a play? tickets! was already walking into the school, when suddenly i started groping around in my bag for the tickets. that's when i realised...shit...i forgot the bloody ticket. i let out a big 'fuck'. told the guys to go in first and sprinted all the way home. was thinking of flagging a cab, but since i was already half way home i decided toin oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1101524629421911822004-11-27T10:42:00.000+08:002004-11-27T11:03:49.420+08:00i had a laughing fit on the train. i couldn't stop laughing, not that there was anything that funny, i almost collapsed on the floor and had to lean on the bar for support. for that moment i thought that i had officially gone insane. well, it passed after about 3 minutes and it left me with an aching stomach and sore cheeks. and not forgetting, weird stares.
these reins with spikes,
as i lunge in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1101215117484288412004-11-23T20:32:00.000+08:002004-11-23T21:05:17.483+08:00the thing about me is that i'm just lazy to update this. and when i do, so much has happened that i'd be really tired to recount. so i guess i'll just list them down in random order.
1. left chc, am supposed to meet up with evan cause i promised john i would. right now i'm just want everyone else to back off and give me space, let me make my own decisions and time to think things through.
2. had in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1100535587926765432004-11-16T01:06:00.000+08:002004-11-16T00:19:47.926+08:00my heart's bleeding. do you know what you're doing to me? i want to talk to you, to laugh with you, to spend time with you. but it's not possible. why, why can't i just get the one thing that i want. it seems like it's all so unattainable. every moment i am awake, i try hard not to think of you. sometimes i do get past days when i forget about everything, but the nights are the worst. i squeeze in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1100333967994974162004-11-13T15:58:00.000+08:002004-11-13T16:19:27.996+08:00i'm down with the flu...i hate it when i get sick. staying at home to do nothing isn't exactly my idea of fun.
probably became worse after yesterday. it was part 2 of "Search for THE sarong kebaya". Dragged jemy and sam with us to go down there. And then continued the haggling, heat and all that waiting. sorry guys!
i've started to realise that i've waned in alot of things. especially in the in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1100067667902302262004-11-10T13:48:00.000+08:002004-11-10T14:21:07.903+08:00i'm still recuperating from my trip to geylang serai. my head was spinning by the time we got on the bus to go home. all the smoke, crowd and heat. me, val, issey and dan went to sham's place to view the rushes. they were pretty alright, but i hated my eyebrows!!! made me look like i just stepped out from a chinese wayang. they drew it so dark and full and i couldn't stop laughing at myself. in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6258035.post-1099848136374605812004-11-08T01:59:00.000+08:002004-11-08T01:22:16.373+08:00i'm all too prepared for this. ha, this is the price you pay for opening your heart, exposing yourself. at first it hurt, it hurt like a raw wound that got cut again and again. and then i started feeling numb. i should learn to start realising that in life, nothing ever happens your way. nothing. just when things start looking up, it all crashes in front of you. in my case, it just quietly in oblivionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01849024730535362615noreply@blogger.com0