terminological inexactitude

candy canes for freedom

2007-11-16T19:08:00.001+08:00

i was afraid of the internet... because i couldn't type.

2007-11-07T12:54:00.001+08:00

i would like to stumble upon my tiffany's,
one of those thrillingly deliciously whirly hazy dreamscapes

but meanwhile, i will read up on triz and scrutinize abhishek videos.

(:

death: the high cost of living

2007-10-24T05:04:00.000+08:00

Conclusion - less on the topic selected, but more about your experience in doing this term paper project: What did you learn? Did it help you in pursuing your interest and learning about certain aspects of operations? What problems did you encounter?

problems? gee, what problems?

don't know whether this can be seen as a problem or godsend: there are only three articles in the past three years (we are supposed to select three from a bunch). here's the catch, the important articles were featured in 2004. whoopdeedoo. so, nevermind. the three articles happily originate from the same journal. BLOODY. at least they are spread out across 3 different years. Of the 3, one makes utterly NO SENSE, two are like little kids on a merry go round – they spin about repetitively and inconclusively, get giddy and drop off like a bunch of flappy gunny sacks that have utterly no meaning or significance in life other than to hold air, hold rice, or hold sports day bunny hops. (which means they actually have nothing to say and don't really know what to either, just that like me, they have an editor to answer to and a minimum word limit.)

and yes of course i figure that all out at 5 AM on the day before submission. Okay don’t get me wrong, I think six sigma is really quite cool. REALLY. NOT KIDDING THERE.

& because the world is round, there is a fire drill tomorrow. there is a link, go figure.

in the past dont know how many a lot of hours, my cup has seen 2 rounds of coffee and 4 rounds of tea (earl grey. looks unremarkably brown, smells heavenly, tastes err. like weakly flavoured water). overdose of caffeine = pee like waterfall.

There was only one catch and that was Catch-22, which specified that a concern for one's safety in the face of dangers that were real and immediate was the process of a rational mind. Orr was crazy and could be grounded. All he had to do was ask; and as soon as he did, he would no longer be crazy and would have to fly more missions. Orr would be crazy to fly more missions and sane if he didn't, but if he was sane he had to fly them. If he flew them he was crazy and didn't have to; but if he didn't want to he was sane and had to.

in the summertime

2007-10-16T14:00:00.000+08:00

i don't have a job
i never liked them
i just wanna play in the sunshine

likes new songs and cereal. happy (:

djg says:
cupcakes are .. like ... bimbos.
djg says:
fluffheads!
djg says:
muffins are smarter

(i have weird friends.)
i wanna quit school and spend the rest of my life baking & blending smoothies. did i mention that before? probably a million times over. yay. pulling through. nuts in singapore are ridiculously expensive.

running running

2007-10-10T00:06:00.001+08:00

i have no time to pee.
flops and faints.

jumping jacks

2007-10-09T19:25:00.002+08:00

v cool & cheem. hahahaaha
sleepy.
zzzzz

the little things

2007-10-03T00:26:00.000+08:00

sometimes i wonder, why we do the things we do, say what we say, look twice before crossing the road, sometimes just that little bit too impetuous, and regret so much a silly moment and then do it all over again. i've er. lost my train of thought again. i made some damn powerful coffee today, had barely a quarter of it, and as a result am still wide awake as crap now. okay so 12:30 isn't very late but STILL. at least am not so jittery now. i think. quiet now.

& sorry

when everything is lonely,
i can be my own best friend.
i get a coffee and the paper,
have my own conversations
with the sidewalk and the pigeons and my window reflection.
bright eyes

more than conquerors †

driving slow on sunday morning, & i never want to leave

2007-09-30T22:30:00.000+08:00

tried to get the directions to brownsugar by entering a random url, but got promptly directed to a rather risque porn site that deeply shocked my poor, sweet, innocent heart. note to self: google it first in the future

mushrooms&gruyerecheese | scallops ♥ | more mushrooms
peartartthing | says it all (: | earlgreylavendar
nougatine | delectable | l'amour

am too lazy to collage. so here's just one for the road:

weekenders
♥

ketchup, catsup

2007-09-29T20:06:00.000+08:00

seriously. -_-
am beginning to think msn style - my first (& only) reaction was "..."
as in i literally saw three dots in my head, emerging one at a time. doottt (pause) doottt (pause) doottt (blinkblink)
-_-
am going to have to find something new.
anyway.

balked at the idea of sarah enjoying the sun streaming into her room, when i'm sitting in mine praying hard for it to rain. then i stopped to ponder, ceased glaring balefully at the sky, and was just glad for things (save the bloddy humidity). i'd express DHL the sun over to you, but i think the mailman might get scorched.

but because you can never overrate sunshine:

jyisverylovely | top of the world as we know it
taxiii
bright sparkly stuff

a chef is born | ma, my son ! | headoverheels
ooh | whine | pink
basketcases

(okay these are so not chronological.)
deephyclarine & a random amount of water
one time, at ~~band~~ church camp... | beek
epicurious

dude, there's my car!
cookie sundays are happy sundays
mandy | my pet chihuahua, jyan | & her chow

the jiam, en & me | nai is very cool
all jazzed up
en: "rock and roll!"

now am kind of wishing i have a pumpkin. to bake muffins, not to turn into a coach.

the freckles in our eyes

2007-09-25T15:39:00.000+08:00

& true, it may seem like a stretch
but its thoughts like these that catch
my troubled head when you're away,
when i am missing you to death

i miss you, you know

2007-09-21T11:04:00.000+08:00

i dreamt about every single thing that was bothering me, both big and small, even of things that i didn't realise were on my mind at all.
it was rather odd.
this has been a very, very long week.
brain cell is uber exhausted.

monkeys don't wear shoes

2007-09-18T16:46:00.000+08:00

amanda says:
u are like a bubble. u float ard and pop
amanda says:
then u return as a new bubble..
amanda says:
hello dee
amanda says:
=)

even if we both have no idea what you are talking about.
i can't wait for monday ! (:

cold, but not that deep

2007-09-17T12:43:00.001+08:00

wants to sulk and watch friends (because nothing (emphasized, bolded, underlined) cheers you up like friends. princess consuela banana hammock).
but not feeling very sulky at all so shall be content with lazing around and listen to fan whir and think of lavenderalmondcookie afternoons. contrary to popular opinion, the balloon from marche has not yet deflated, and is still very round and happy.

isn't it lovely (:

am in a rather good, probably-will-do-anything-you-ask-of-me-now, totally charitablem, heart infused with love, incredibly zen-like and serene mood. am feeling v benign and loving towards all and sundry, as if have just eaten a plate of happy pizza (actually feels like eating barbecued crabsticks but anyway.) ♥

these are my sundays:

of lynnbeans&princesses

girlfriends & kachang puteh men

and these are my mondaytuesdaywednesdaythursdayfridays:

of all things bright & beautiful (:

10 clear signs you've been away from home too long - #1

2007-09-15T22:57:00.000+08:00

dad: (pointing to currently nonexistent braces on teeth) you took out your thing already ah
me: yah long ago (like, four years)
dad: oh really, didn't notice. hur hur hur.

-_-

one of those nights

2007-09-15T22:22:00.000+08:00

in due time
we'll finally see
there is barely time
for us to breathe
postal service

the whoopee cushion

2007-09-15T21:45:00.000+08:00

JY! the mac nut cupcakes are ABSOLUTELY MARVELLOUS. they are like fluffy bits of heaven ♥♥♥ & it was very exciting to see them poofing up in the oven, it was like POPCORN. FWOOSH. so cool heeheehee. one day we will live together and own the coolest biggest most well stocked kitchen in the world with electric mixers of all volumes and colours (i.e. we will migrate permanently to ntuc).

ask no questions, hear no lies

2007-09-15T15:04:00.000+08:00

am sitting in a good deal of light now, which is fantastic because was sitting in a good deal of no light last night, thanks to room light deciding to conk out just when i stupidly dropped and lost my cross pendant. but anyway room at home and room in hall are startlingly similar, light or no light. there is no place like home, and there is no home like a pig sty.

anyanyway leexinen the lovely actually skipped camwhoring in the lobby to come up with me to search for my pendant and she actually found it in record time, which is why i think coloured contacts are actually infused with xrayvision superpowers. en is officially my hero in a white bowl (:

am so glad dnd is done. haven't had a good night to myself in 3024904984093678 years. or the very important 10 hours of sleep. or the freedom to go out to dinner with friends i said i wouldn't neglect but did. am so terribly behind on so many things like readings, krx timelines, blahblahblah. not good at all. so from next week on it shall only be krx, cg, girlfriends, homework and floor sweeping. which is kind of too late because said girlfriends are due to go in two weeks or so which means we won't meet for a good YEAR which is freaking long ): this is such a crossroad. but at least i know what really matters now.

rahhh. am going to upload photos.

deletedeletedelete

2007-09-12T17:07:00.001+08:00

the financial calculator is an absolute asswipe.

baby alligators in the sewers

2007-09-05T02:44:00.001+08:00

i would very much like
more time, less regrets, more love, less callousness, more forgiveness, less bitchiness, more understanding, less bitterness, more strength, less tiredness, more laughter, less pms (make that no pms), more determination, less glibness, longer hair, guacamole, a good strong drink, and someone to tell me that i'm making the right choices when it all feels good one second and goes awry the next.

3am and i'm wide awake, why oh why. please let me get some shuteye ): at least the construction noise is intrusive enough to make me get up in the mornings. i need to stop picking at scabs, i think i've dug tiny holes in my arm and leg already. now we can only hope and pray they are not permanent. i like grocery shopping, with lovely people (: refrigerator is blissfully full. & tomorrow's going to be a good day.

the west coast

2007-09-04T02:13:00.000+08:00

i forgot to bring coffee to hall. sadsy
):
but have a box of damn pretty grapes. really the most gorgeous bunch i've ever seen. like super deep purple with super green stems. SO PRETTY i think i can't bring myself to eat them.
snot.
g says island creamery brought back apple pie ice cream ! & i really wanna have the teh tarik (:
all i ever talk about is food. food is happy stuff.
i am sleepy stuff

denydenydeny

2007-08-30T21:38:00.000+08:00

i haven't seen the sunrise in ages.
am on the wrong side of the island.

furball

2007-08-25T14:45:00.000+08:00

oh my goodness en you are right i am an incorrigible shopaholic. HOW.

one hundred and eighty degrees

2007-08-21T15:41:00.000+08:00

is the end of the world as i know it.

please please please give me my module
even if it is boring as crap
i really want it anyway. vaguely. (not like i have a choice)
): ): ): ):

hey hey i wanna be a rockstar *

2007-08-19T18:28:00.000+08:00

i feel like a giant, buttery carrot.
spent a good part of the day grating carrots. do you know how hard it is to grate a carrot. very very hard.
snot.
my mom thinks i spiked the cupcakes.
where got.
am so innocent.

unbaked. looks v icky and slushy hor :D | then they blossomed <3
with damn sweet frosting. oops. | tea from food republic. is love

someone used my favourite bowl (its very pretty, its frosted and rimmed with damn cute apples) to cover a stinking cuttlefish ): ): ): heartbroken.

rach&mel. IRN ! | sherry berry | melly
sprinkles cupcakes ! manda says they look like boobs | all the way from LA (: | rach love
really old photo. really young people | krispykremes ! | soyabean icecream

neanderthal

2007-08-11T23:38:00.000+08:00

have lost my faith in technology.
came back to discover that the apocalypse has descended upon the kitchen stove (the pretty black glass top has been blown to smithereens), and the hair dryer has an identity crisis (it is now a fire spitting dragon)
this is why i cook with solid fuel and study by the candlelight

the squeaking of our skin against the steel

2007-08-09T04:03:00.001+08:00

every little heartbeat, every little breath

2007-07-26T22:32:00.000+08:00

i am baby elephant. baby elephant am me.

manhattan, maybe

2007-07-26T09:22:00.000+08:00

i want to be somewhere else.

and when we've had a couple of beers, we'll put on bunny suits

2007-07-25T23:54:00.001+08:00

my eyelid is itching insanely but i can't scratch it ): it now totally pales in comparison to its ripe strawberry self a couple of days back. the doc took one glance at me (i'd barely entered the room), and said, INFECTION. so firmly you could just feel the intense weight of the full stop. oh my goodness. stop itching stop itching i want to scratch ):

one of the highlights of bizcamp (to me at least) was when we were at sentosa, after happily waterbombing each other and cheering, when the helicopters with the flag flew by and we stood in a huge group bellowing the national anthem with a certain pride and giddiness.

let's pretend we are bunny rabbits, let's do it all day long

2007-07-25T22:39:00.000+08:00

been sleeping at 12 plus and waking up at nine for the past err. two days. and so am a little sleepy now but whenever i hop into bed i just kind of lie awake and toss and turn until morning. its rather aggravating.
today i made the brave step of alighting from the comfort (read arse freezing aircon) of the bus i was on, and dashing in the rain to catch the bus in front which was almost about to depart. my life is very exciting, i know.

brick

2007-07-25T11:40:00.000+08:00

so.
here we are, up but not running. html tweaked. the words are very nearly almost the size and type i'd like. i've never had this in big had i? in honesty, this is up because i like the picture on the left. like the rest, simultaneously beautiful and alien, things you savour in the dark - the emotions they put on their faces that they've never felt but can only imagine. have you ever been on an electric chair?

so.
i'm running out of things to say and things to paint tongue tied speechless dummied up mute voiceless empty vapid atrophied isn't it a marvel how the wonders in our heads belong to us alone

i like the splatter of the egg hitting the sizzling oil on a pan, and the way it flowers up and turns pale yellow. i've had countless eggs these three months not nearly a hundred but perhaps close. a chicken only has two wings, imagine just how many chickens we kill to obtain a bagful of such. the other parts are used as well yes don't give me that. its sad how we can devour the carcasses of animals like these, animals we are not, yet we cling on to the bodies of our dead aghast at the very thought of not giving it a proper burial funeral cremation wake honouring. i think you'd honour me best by giving me to the vultures and the lions but then again how could we all possibly bear to see the bodies we used to adore and love and worship and adulate torn apart by beasts as if it were worthless and nothing but food. then again, what is worth more than food? i think it far better than being trapped in an urn or a kiln and nuked to nothingness.

am getting sulky, this is annoying.

its most liberating to prance about in underwear, when nobody is watching i suppose. especially when its matching.

2007-07-23T23:28:00.000+08:00

okay i am back
my eye hurts
like crap so good night

2007-06-13T21:22:00.000+08:00

konbanwa.
just cleared a mount fuji of emails and my eyes are kind of lolling about in their sockets blearily.
feels as if my brain is slowly bobbing on the pacific ocean. am actually moving head (subtly) with the waves. blooobblooob.
oh dear.
i think it was the turbulence. i like being under the clouds, but the bestest best is being above the clouds. or beside them. or in one
(:
updates later !

whatchamacallit

2007-06-06T19:28:00.000+08:00

OKAY things to do upon return
1) PACK WARDROBE
2) PACK TABLE
3) PACK HEAPS OF JUNK

oh good grief. was DESPERATELY searching for camera cables (under pretense of searching for shoebag. am v sneaky. might be decapitated otherwise.) and came to the very sorry conclusion that it probably got left in KR and disposed by someone or another and lo! it is sitting pretty in a box behind my laptop, which means i've been staring at the most important cables in my life for the past 36 days or so and NEVER REALISED until like. one second ago. when i was frantically tearing the house upside down. OH BLODDY HECK I NEED TO BE MORE ORGANISED.

GUESS WHAT I GOT (:
okay the bluetooth thing refuses to connect so i can't put up a pic ):
anyway it is roundish, soft, and is pretending to be a bean.
hehe.
so cute.

byebye am going to pack(:

bewitched,bothered&-

2007-06-04T21:08:00.000+08:00

today is a day of epiphanies. rather sobering.

we're such a peculiar people. so often lost, then found again, and so terribly convicted with some purpose that must be fulfilled. so there's this handful steamrolling on seeming pathways to success and another lot desperately grasping at straws, the lost boys. which we all were, are, at every point in time or another. then sometimes we stop because something strikes us and we start to find the pursuit senseless and meaningless. feeling foolish. its like a stranger brought you to the playground, but stole all your candy. so we stand, bewildered.

i think that's it, we're all just bewildered.

at least, i know i am. kind of like being in (and out, repeat) this state though. its comfortable. am slowly running out of things to say.

on another hand, i got a black fluffy, breakfast at tiffany's, and paulie (three dollars, cheapsy gypsy!!), which is a movie amanda swore made her cry. she was also badgering me to buy final destination (also three dollars) but my poor, frail heart simply cannot endure such horrors. am wimp. unabashedly. am scared of scary movie. you think? -_-

Day by day, I wander these halls
And you're casting a shadow
Onto every wall

But all the way you ring in my ear
From the moment I knew you were leaving me here.
You're leaving me here.

This give and take,
This waiting on time
It's this twisted up memory that I can't unwind

These fragile words that fall from my mouth
I'm crumbling and crowded
But I've figured you out
I've figured you out
shoreline - deas vail

i love that song! thanks jiammm (: you have lovely songs. hee. it sounds SO SAD. makes me feel very sad also. wah lao bloody emotional blackmail. #%)$()#$ /snotsnotsnot

groggy froggy

2007-06-03T23:19:00.000+08:00

caved in and saw doc.
taking a cocktail for drowsy and conking out for a solid few hours is SHIOK. slept right through three calls and a driving lesson hahahaha
medicine is freaking powerful.
woke up nose was clear (for a while), ear still blocked (nevermind), throat not pain (actually due to aforementioned overdose of lozenges)
er. doesn't sound v good right. anyway it is lahh.
have no idea why i'm detailing every bit of this flu down.
err.
nevermind.
am getting forgetful /snot
but anywhey thanks for all the wellwishes you guys are v wonderful. love you all muchmuch (:

2007-06-01T00:19:00.000+08:00

day 3 - still still sick.
despite potent combination of strepsils + fishermans + voizee + robitussin, and lots of gravity defying water which seems to prefer exiting from my nose. am honking like an ent in lotr. pain in throat is gone but its fevered friend and headthrob spouse have deigned to take its place. how nice. would you like a cup of tea to go with that.

atticus

2007-05-31T17:06:00.000+08:00

to kill a mockingbird is really one of the best books i've read, ever.

istanbul, not constantinople

2007-05-31T09:57:00.000+08:00

day 2 - still sick
one ear blocked and the other with halo of buzzy bees
muffled snot.
93u9jdlgimsg/
hackhack.
hello hazipannya.

2007-05-30T00:50:00.000+08:00

my throat is keeling me.
damn pain. v sadsy.
hackhackcough.
snot :(

2007-05-24T22:29:00.000+08:00

i have a splitting headache, my eyeballs are popping, there is a semi permanent crick in my neck, and my arse (tailbone actually) hurts, as does my throat. my brain eloped with the spoon to the moon. and am grumpy, frumpy, and about as productive as a generously salted snail. oh and one of my white shirts is now a grey mottled, yellow splotched spectacle. never mind, didn't really need that shirt. but my frida's garden is suffering from the same grey sploochy indignity. and i dont really know what is half a capful of bleach and two litres of water so i just dumped a random amount into a random bucket and am praying hard that half an hour later, there will still be something pretty on my tee. bugger. BUGGER BUGGER BUGGER. or i'll just pretend its an artistic representation of a blustery day

but, am meeting mandy tmrw for pirates <3, the thailand people are returning, its the weekend, will see liping and en for dinner soon, can wake up relatively late tmrw. and. there's superchunkyhoneynut peanut butter.

thick ball of yarn is life hanging from, things better will be with sleep.

mistress mary, quite contrary

2007-05-24T19:35:00.000+08:00

they wrote songs like that for people like you.
the sad and the melancholic, the many faces thats actually one. its just what you choose to show, and what you choose to deny. you take your thrill in the kill. so. what is it that you are running away from? yourself? its devastating how much simpler everything could be if we didn't ponder so, but just resorted to the neanderthal grunts and snorts. but then it wouldn't be beautiful, and we all revel in this sadness because it is beautiful in its poignancy. there is nothing that makes beauty more complete than a hidden grief, does it not? and that is why we are so in love with the tortured souls, the wounded warriors, the billion questions. what if you seek so, and some day realise there is nothing there, just a vapid silly empty indulging in meaningless frilly notions. i couldn't love you, you talk in riddles and you think too much.

you lose things without knowing how or why, just one day it hits you straight in the head. its not like you did not hear the ringing shot, you just refused to duck before the bullet slams home. so, how now? only so many chances to prove your worth.

we are crash test dummies, with a runaway train.

i like

2007-05-18T21:43:00.000+08:00

falling asleep in darkened rooms to the indie voices. (which is apparently the "pseudo-rebellion for the daddy's money generation" music. which i don't really get. too many words. tiring.) & taohuey too, it is the ultimate comfort food. and long stemmed strawberries. better than roses (but even better with). like the hidden stuff.

& when I see you, I really see you upside down
but my brain knows better, it picks you up and turns you around
turns you around, turns you around

yay (:

crème brûlée boy

2007-05-13T22:44:00.000+08:00

EGGSCITING!
(okay not funny i know /snot)
jy & cher this is for you ! <3
i didn't cook that hahaha but its going to be breakfast one day soon :D

hee. we are looking for recipes ! v exciting :D
guess what i found ! oh who cares like i'm going to let anyone guess anyway. PUMPKIN SOUP. YAAAY. have to blend the pumpkin though and i don't really know how to dismantle the blender but ITS OKAY. there are like. long sticks with sponges on top. oooh should i bake egg tarts ?? :D:D:D maybe i'll pop down and get eggs after driving tmrw. heeee. hmm. have just found out the difference between creme brulee and creme anglaise. they are different. and some poof de poof shizzy from france. mm.
can't wait for tmrw.
but am probably gonna just wake up, roll out of bed, and roll right back in.

yay.
when family is done consuming the five tubs of icecream in the freezer (& i wonder why my jeans are not getting any looser -_-), am gonna make mango green tea sorbet !

am listening to this totally weird song. because its totally weird, am putting the lyrics up -
Mi press trigger mi nuh press people button
Nuh bodda chat come face mi wid somethin
Like how mi have twenty two inna mi somethin
Ten haffi use so mi get di next dozen, fool

Press trigger mi nuh press people button
Nuh bodda chat come face mi wid somethin
Like how mi have twenty two inna mi somethin
Ten haffi use so mi get di next dozen (fool)
Anytime they ready punahussy start war
See who now fi spread it out more pon di tar

My style is di bom digi bom di deng di deng digigi uu uuu
carubuano peer with di bom digi bom di deng di deng digigi uu uuu

yah i don't get it either. hahahha. if you do you can tell me. msn conketh. despair.
am an utter mess.
hmmm
(:

hey there, delilah.

5:08

2007-05-08T22:43:00.000+08:00

zhenyi. (: says:
who's that?!?
zhenyi. (: says:
i wanna knowwww
zhenyi. (: says:
hahahas
djg. says:
SOME BLOOOOOODY EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT
djg. says:
WITH A WRONGGGGGGGG NUMBERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
djg. says:
WHO HAD THE GALL TO WAKE ME UP AT 5 AM WITH A WRONGGGGGGG NUMBERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
zhenyi. (: says:
hahahahahahas
zhenyi. (: says:
really?or is it a secreeeet admirer who's just shyy
zhenyi. (: says:
hohos
djg. says:
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. and he doesnt even sound hot /snot

there.

/snot is this incredibly lovely emoticon on msn. it belongs to the family of favourites which has a new member, Erp. Erp is super adorable. Erp is my baby. *)
claris came over with the two kids and so am slightly more awake now. they are very cute and puddingly (not that they are pudgy, they totally aren't, but the small one looks very puddinglike in her dress. and the way she puds down the stairs. pudpudpud. somewhat like mr bean, the one with the flying feet. when you see it, kinda makes you think 'padappappappadapdappap') i want a babyyyyyyyyyyyyy. came to realise that i've just stayed in hall for 9 months, which is a full pregnancy term. and i dont think i have the patience to carry ANYTHING for so long (thank you, mother, thank you.)

gg.

how ah. i think i'll be all, YAY BABY! for like the first two months or sth, then after that, it'll be like TAKE IT OUT TAKE IT OUT V HEAVY or sth. okay lah maybe not so bad. when the time comes. i have amassed a scary amount of clothes in hall. SCARY AMOUNT. they are sitting on my bed now and am really too tired to put them anywhere else so will probably have to sleep ontop of them tonight (bull). not like there's anywhere else to put them anyway, the rest of the house is alr filled with all my clutter. which is, ALOT. i can see something that belongs to me in whatever direction i look. must constantly remind family of existence, almost to the point of absolute irritation.

am tired. why am i so tired? /snotttt.

and whiny. gg.

and everyone dislikes spidey but i ADORE harry. HARRY HARRY HARRY I ALWAYS KNEW YOU WERE ONE OF THE GOOD GUYS DEEP DOWN (just confused, but it wasn't your fault. totally.) MARRY ME. <3 <3 <3 & heard johnny depp is coming to singapore. sheengapour. WHEEEEE :D i think i seriously wouldn't mind going out with older men. read, MEN. they are kind of more mature. not that guys our age are terribly immature, or that i profess myself to be terribly mature or something. does harry count as an older man? can lah :D he's so lovely. i like his smile. hahhahahahaha. nice smiles can make days PERFECT -melts and dies- mmm 10 years older max. actually 10 years is kind of a stretch, only if he's brilliantly incredibly wonderfully fabulously splendid, and not a paedophile or something.

snot. tomorrow is an early day. who wakes up at six forty five on a holiday ?! okay besides en. dearest darling, my sympathies lie with you. you are an incredible woman. saturday saturday ! (:
am gonna start driving lessons tmrw ! realised that i didn't tell him if i'm learning auto or manual, soo. v exciting. shall find out tmrw. moment of truth. TADAHH. actually it doesnt really matter, as long as it comes with four wheels (five for the anal) and can accelerate. but he talks to me in chinese eh, so a bit scary. got to go and figure out what is right and left and how to say accelerate and brake in chinese before it or sth. am on pathway to disaster. WHOOPDEEDOO COWBOY

HAVE GOT MOUNTAINS TO CLIMB, ARRIVEDERCI!

miss halfway

2007-05-04T00:38:00.001+08:00

growing up is bad for health.

2007-04-25T18:57:00.000+08:00

happy.
its raining and misty (:

2007-04-25T12:55:00.000+08:00

ok now i know why the philo paper only consists twenty mcqs.
because after twenty passages of incoherent ramblings to rebut previous incoherent ramblings, you just want to hop off the merrygoround and smack plato upside down for being an obtuse tonk.

divine intervention

2007-04-25T11:15:00.000+08:00

going at 100kbps! which is an hour. whoopy whoopy whoopy! greys !

the batteries in my mouse died. so now the pointer is trailing across my screen like an extinct dinosaur and i can't play mindsweeper (it is intellectually challenging. i need to be intellectually challenged). i think God saw my future grades and decided to try to do something to save my life. & i can't remember last sem's grades. prob cos they were too traumatising. and i don't think nus sent the exam results to me eh. poo. heck.

a fly drowned in my coffee. thats my lifeline. asswipe.

2007-04-23T22:01:00.001+08:00

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2007-04-23T20:40:00.000+08:00

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a man there was, they called him mad. the more he gave, the more he had.

2007-04-21T01:01:00.000+08:00

"You, therefore, have no excuse, you who pass judgment on someone else, for at whatever point you judge the other, you are condemning yourself, because you who pass judgment do the same thing."
Romans 2:1

"Therefore, as God's chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. Bear with each other and forgive whatever grievances you may have against one another. Forgive as the Lord forgave you. And over all these virtues put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unity."
Colossians 3:12-13

i'm , but still , by , though , you are here.
the bible is brilliant.
i'm sorry.

three times today i bit my tongue (and got speared by a vicious ikan billis. arse. v painful.)

i think you are wonderful.

suddenly remembered some anonymous quote:
"In the beginning, the Lord created chocolate, and He saw that it was good. Then He separated the light from the dark, and it was better."

amen.
<3<3<3 dark chocolate, black coffee, sugarless tea, msgless instant mee. am dark and twisty. like, totally.
always thought amen meant agreed. but noooo. have been grievously mistaken for a good part of my life. it means 'so be it', or 'verily'. hoho. verily is cute, i like. verily!

2007-04-18T23:18:00.000+08:00

russell feels violated. snot.
hahahahaha

Hijacked.

2007-04-18T22:08:00.000+08:00

Hi Dee,

Sherri Liao Xiuli and I (Laremy Lee) decided to elope and hijack your blogger thingamajig at the same time.

Hurhur.

Surprise! *snort*

P.S. Sherri is so chio so chio, and Laremy is so hawt so hawt. Hahahaha!

2007-04-18T21:48:00.000+08:00

well i'm here to tell you, babe
the game you're in is just a game
so damn pretentious

so beautiful - pete murray

i like this song. its so different from what you'd think, looking at the title.

you can't be everything,
and you can't please everyone.
still worth trying though.

& all of us are plagued by those bouts of inadequacy. i guess it all depends on how you get around it. the outsider sees it all sometimes, like no matter how much you tell me you are ugly and useless, you're not, you're not. i see it and so does everyone else. & i wish you could, too. i tell you that i can't do it, but you tell me that i can, and with so much conviction that i feel like a hypocrite - how much can you see from just a mark on the slate?
there are no explanations.
but even if i cannot, i must. and because i must, i can. i think we are our highest mountains.

what're you trying to prove, anyway?

and so what if you do.
you can go away brimming with your self righteousness while everyone else is simmering with pure dislike. sometimes all this assertion is simply pointless. up yours. at the end of the day, there's only so much, so why not just forget it and be happy? it won't matter that much anymore. & everything would be so much simpler.

i've been here before, a billion times over.

mmm.
feel like just dropping, and drawing (: lovelylovely ! fingers crossed.

2007-04-17T20:27:00.000+08:00

the bugs of imhotep are launching their terror campaign tonight, and as a result i am going to asphyxiate in this stuffy cell while playing minesweeper. what an unglam way to go. hoho.

Mr. Peepers

2007-04-17T15:05:00.000+08:00

(mr. peepers is a duck that nearly got stolen in seattle. the girlfriend of the crook dropped peepers when she was banged into by an open car door and some store employee dashed forward to save the duck. i know, i feel your outrage. poor baby. i don't know why i can remember all these weird stuff so easily but cannot, for the life of me, recall the fourth P of the marketing mix. product, promotion, price and poo.)

Singapore PM's salary stuns White House official
Wednesday April 11, 10:38 AM

A senior White House official on Tuesday admitted he was floored by the news that Singapore's prime minister earned five times more than US President George W. Bush.

"I'm going to emigrate and run for office in Singapore," the official said on condition he be identified only as "a senior administration official who sits in disbelief after reading that story."

On Monday, the Singapore government had announced a fresh 25.5 percent pay hike for Prime Minister Lee Hsien Loong, boosting his salary to 2.05 million dollars per year.

Bush gets paid 400,000 dollars per year for doing his job, according to the White House.

Combined with personal investment income, he and his wife Laura reported 618,694 dollars in taxable income in the 2005 fiscal year. They had to pay 187,768 dollars in federal taxes.

But maybe Bush shouldn't feel so bad. The Singaporean's paycheck is eight times fatter than Japanese Prime Minister Shinzo Abe's.

Hungarian motorway blocked by escaping rabbits
Mon Apr 16, 10:11 AM ET

BUDAPEST (Reuters) - Hungary's busiest highway, connecting Budapest with the Austrian capital Vienna, was closed early on Monday after a truck carrying rabbits crashed, letting 5,000 of the animals loose on the road, police said.

The M1 motorway was closed around 40 km (25 miles) west of Budapest and could remain closed for hours while police try to capture the escaped animals, highway police spokeswoman Viktoria Galik said.

"There are thousands of them on the road but they're not using their newfound freedom well; they're just sitting around, eating grass and enjoying the sun," Galik told Reuters.

hahahaha awwww. occasionally, the news isn't too depressing (:

this is sillily cute

<3 this poster
one thing about some deathcab songs, after about half of the song has elapsed you start wondering when on earth the guy is going to start singing, or if he's going to start at all. hahaha. in a nice meandering way lah
we submitted fna today (bye bye baby i'm not going to miss you at all). the biz offices are actually quite nice, i wonder why don't they make the school itself a little prettier. or at least, install escalators. i bet it'll motivate more people to turn up for lectures.
i like pan fried bread, it tastes nicer than toasted bread. especially the banana walnut. mmm (: in my mind i have baked a billion muffins and brownies and cakes but actually, there are still many many bars of cheese hoarded in the fridge waiting patiently for 27th may (:

a window and a pigeon with a broken wing

2007-04-14T21:43:00.000+08:00

BUT i finally had the firmly wobbly, bathed lovingly in beany goodness, utterly beautifully gorgeously smooth, bring-tears-to-eyes, makes-polluted-air-worth-breathing taohuey from the glorious chompchomps which was belching out smoke like zouk on a post-exams wednesday night.

this is me, i have evolved into a soyabean.
life is perfect, you bet.

2007-04-14T20:37:00.000+08:00

feeling sorry for the lizard now.
wouldn't like very much to be half crushed by a skyscraper.
just hope that it was dead and not dying
):

goes the weasel.

2007-04-14T12:16:00.000+08:00

so,
i was daydreaming and hanging clothes. it was one of those terribly epiphanous moments in life when you just know what you have to do. regretting not going for work&travel. stuff. i'm not going to change my course, i'm going to work my arse off (thank you, fna & studyroom), i know what i want (finally) and then. i stepped on a lizard.
it was a fat, light green, fat, did i mention fat? thing.
anyhow they aren't slimy, and sure as hell not smart.
STUPID ARSE.
WTH.
it was on the wall! you'd think it would stay on the wall.
BOLLOCKS.
and i didn't even like stomp on it or sth i was skipping around doing a perfectly ridiculous jig trying to avoid that stupid fat arse and it HAD to wander in my path. HELLO if you want to move then move faster ! or fly ! good grief flying lizards YUCK YUCK YUCK YUCK YUCK and it was more like a tap than a step anyhow but the bloody thing promptly BURST like a POPPING POPCORN MY GOODNESS situation could have been averted by a blinkingly simple whatever. you, wall, me, floor, paths don't cross, you don't die. MORON. thankfully there was no blood. BUT there was white stuff and i frankly don't give a damn what the white stuff is (looked like a stomach actually. bloody hell am going to go on a diet to achieve featherlight nonlizard maiming feet until those hazards up their intelligence level above that of a teaspoon)

OMG.
its sinking in.

): ): ):

am going to throw up.
i think i ruined my daddy's lunch too.
ACK ACK ACK ACK ACK PISS OFF AND DIE.
PRO-REPTILE/INSECT ERADICATION.

#R@%&$)^)%$^$&)$^@&($#@#% and #@$#).

2007-04-13T11:18:00.001+08:00

my goodness. i hate accounting.

conclusion.

2007-04-09T17:22:00.000+08:00

this is it. after a good 7 years or so of pondering, i have come to realised that i'm born with the sheer inability to study. goodness, i've been trying to try. for a good part of the day at least. if you put my brain in a bird, the bird will fly backwards. (i think that line is damn funny hahaha. its from the secret life of bees) BIRD CRAP i cannot study. this will not do. do. do not. donut. mmmmmmm.

ANYWHEY i got my PDL! hohoho! at least now there's one task on the list that ought to take me places in the future :D:D that is, after one hour spent glaring pointedly at the queue numbers, and the ever necessary scenario where one is waiting eagerly to leap out of seat the moment next number flashes, just that clerk decides that that is the best moment to change ink catridges or whatever and proceeds to take about fifty years to do so, by the end of which one has been turned into fossil, to be immortalised as grumpy as hell canine baring fat cat.

am reminded suddenly of celestial mango cream sherbet thing (celestial because it arrives shrouded in a steaming cloud of clouds, the gloryglory that is dry ice). i owe phy 25 and nat 37 (am spending like money is going out of fashion. terrible habit, frodo. piggy bank is skinny to the point of nonexistence.) and nearly broke my arm trying to haul my laundry basket off my bed. what a beautiful day <3

you're always getting curious

2007-04-07T20:17:00.000+08:00

let none of us forget about who we are
so choose a path and follow it
take a pill and swallow it
none of us forget about who we are
it's not forever we can fool around in the dark

and here's a question that's been tested -
tell me, if we sleep together
would it make it any better?
if we sleep together
would you be my friend forever?

thats a song and its very catchy. hahaha
do you think that if we keep songs like these on repeat, the lyrics will subtly infiltrate our minds and everyone will start like. perpetuating such. stuff. acts. depravity. whatever.
oh dear.
then all humankind will be wiped out by a single std. bugger.
naanthelesss. nice song.
mm

<3 | international women of mystery | beek&cher
moron mountain | SALAAAAM (: | swingswing
snort | sunshine (: | momma, there's a hole in my ceiling

little miss atas

2007-04-01T23:30:00.000+08:00

HELLO WORLD
who wants to watch plays with me
am v sad that i missed shorter and sweeter last year. so this year, i want to watch pluck (i want to marry the violinist he is so super damn freaking funny. sarah, i can share :D) and blue love
is slapstick silly billy. dee has no money for phantom. and is also scared of phantom, ever since dead guy came crashing through stage curtains, and ms toh chased us out of the music room for talking too much. poo. playplayplayplayplay???

(students/NSF have concessions. come onnnn. whine whine wheedle wheedle)

survival is

2007-03-31T13:45:00.000+08:00

pots and steaming pots of black coffee and dictionary.com
i can do this (:

for all the tiredness, anxieties, travelling, regrets and rain that was dramafeste, i'm glad it happened. and i would do it again. for the laughs and the muffins and the scones, and the wonderfully (perverted) great actors who make rehearsals so enjoyable, even though sometimes i have no idea if i'm doing the right thing, they make everything alright anyway and i love them. for all the new friends found. there's a point in time when words become superfluous because too little demands for more, and too much is simply too much. so i'll leave it as this: i love krx, it taught me that burping in public is respectable.

there are many many regrets this academic year. more failures than successes. so many things that could have been done differently. because there is so much to do, that you don't know where to start and you are just sitting around wondering why the hell you are not doing anything (like now). when you turn on your computer and there are thirty four new emails and the thought of clearing them is terrifying enough to let you gladly walk the plank instead. when you want to start on your work but you just don't know how to. when there's no time to break down, so you just go to sleep instead because that is the easy way out, and you need it anyway. when you miss your friends and family so badly it feels like you don't miss them at all. when you wake up in jolts and sink back to sleep, only to dream you are awake and in classrooms that never existed, listening to words that don't make sense. the clock ticks like a bloody crocodile, but there is always a little time for ice cream and shopping. shut up, its therapy.

i'm a loner, i'm shy and i need my own space. i like this place alot, this spot, this room. but i can't do anymore than i'm already doing without compromising too much, because this isn't all there is to my life. not when there's only enough time for an "i miss you", but "let's meet again another day, i can't right now". and phone calls interrupted by apologies - i'm sorry dear i have to talk to you and do my project at the same time; i'm sorry i didn't reply you, you talked to me but i was away; i'm sorry i have to hang up now, i've got to go for a meeting.

i'm tired of the politics and the tiny jabbings and the scab picking. i do want a room in the short wing - if the construction goes on any longer, i'm going to throw their bricks and dust bunnies right back at them and make sure they jackhammer all the way to pulau ubin and stay there forever. and of course, because bob&co are there, and if i try hard enough i can probably shoot paperplanes into en's room. but i guess it doesn't matter that much, i'm glad i have a room. everything that is all mean and dark and evil has sprung up because of our selfishness. i want my red shoes, but not if i'm going to trip in them with blistered feet all the time.

love is patient
love is kind
it does not envy
it does not boast
it is not proud
it is not rude
it is not self seeking
it is not easily angered
it keeps no record of wrongs
love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth
it always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
love never fails.
1 corinthians 13:4-8

that is the beauty of God, and the same beauty that is meant to be invested in us.
but too many times, we love within boundaries, and spit on those who fall outside. i wish we could all just smile more, understand more, forgive more, and say "it's alright", because really, it is. but that is foolish isn't it, because the world still has its saddam husseins and osamas, and bushes and blairs and what not blights on humanity. i don't care about the field camps. there is no point to animosity, it makes everyone edgy and unhappy. and it causes wrinkles and pimples. i'd rather teach the world to croak in perfect harmony.

happy pills

2007-03-27T11:09:00.000+08:00

i love my friends. they make everything alright.
(:

life, or something like it

2007-03-27T09:53:00.000+08:00

my alarm used to start with "WAKE UP".
hur hur.
yes i do think that is very amusing. hahaha
now it goes: what's the worst day of the week that gets us all depressed? m-o-n-d-a-y s-u-c-k-s.
i should start doing work i should start doing work
work dee work. dee work dee. work work work
werk werk werk
wark wark wark
prak prak prak.

2007-03-26T19:28:00.000+08:00

You may tire of me as our December sun is setting because I'm not who I used to be
No longer easy on the eyes but these wrinkles masterfully disguise
The youthful boy below who turned your way and saw
Something he was not looking, for both a beginning and an end
But now he lives inside someone he does not recognize
When he catches his reflection on accident

On the back of a motorbike
with your arms outstretched, trying to take flight
leaving everything behind
but even at our swiftest speed we couldn't break from the concrete
in the city where we still reside.
And I have learned that even landlocked lovers yearn for the sea like navy men
Cause now we say goodnight from our own separate sides
like brothers on a hotel bed

this song is very well written. even though the title was kind of appalling, at first. mmm.
am almost a narcoleptic.

white picket fence

2007-03-20T12:49:00.000+08:00

i love my family.

guess who

bong bong.
that's london time
hi sarah, hi j (: are you on the plane already?

& i will name you after the seasons.
mmm.
so this is my life now. it's kind of weird. its just passing by.

mmm.

2007-03-19T17:25:00.000+08:00

feel like eating leaves. the rocket ones.
v nice.
i have weird dreams, but at least no nightmares.

secrets,

2007-03-12T20:05:00.000+08:00

everybody has them.

so. stop.
i like taking long rides on empty buses.

2007-03-11T22:08:00.000+08:00

have been ensconced in kr bubble for too long.
have forgotten that dvds can not only be played on computers, but on tvs as well, as was original intent.
phone cannot spell siao. preposterous. it cannot spell hamster either. have got nothing more to say.

well, excuse me if i break my own heart tonight

2007-03-10T20:48:00.000+08:00

mmm
(:
must respect the way macs handles their hashbrowns
have found out that it is not easy to cook a hashbrown that is extremely crispy on the outside but still retain some vague semblance to a potato on the inside.
ULTIMATE BREAKFAST. sounds so powerful aye.
anyhow,
i need to learn how to sleep at correct times, or not sleep at all
decided to take a one hour nap. but ended up in a black hole and emerged at 7pm
therefore missing my third consecutive maxcell.
which is very very very bad
TURD.
crap was really intending to go down today.
):

anyhow at least the pullovers are here now (: happily. and its really no joke to be traipsing around random places with a pile of. clothes. brought my blue tote figuring that i could squeeze fourteen pullovers in it but NOOO. cannot. like totally cannot. so just had to deal with taking up more horizontal space and EXCUSEMEEing people rudely. then there was this worker in front of me swinging this bigass and damn dangerous looking shovel around WTH. was scared to death. figured that if anything goes, would die under pile of pullovers with skull cracked by said rusty dusty shovel. how unglam. not that worker looked threatening. but shovel was positively menancing. so proceeded to trot like snail behind him because was too wimpy to go any faster.

ooh should paragraph.

then mrt-ed down to clementi under the vicious glares of a couple of trolley lugging aunties who looked like they coveted my seat very badly. but excuse me, train has a lot of empty seats. i normally stand unless i have a lot of nonsense to carry and big fat black plastic bag constitutes as a lot of nonsense times infinity. and some curious uncle WHO KEPT STARING. HELLO. never saw a girl carrying anything bigger than a purse is it. siao. so i stared back HAHA. and strutted out at clementi holding stuff proudly. and nearly clattered down stairs but NEVER MIND. must maintain dignity and pretend that never happened.

then waved for cabs for like 23948034 years cos was late for econs meeting. then this cab came. what a kind soul. but i think he cheated me. am extremely upset. cos he passed by KR then i was like okay uncle stop here (in extremely lousy, can-be-confused-for-tamil chinese). BUT HE NEVER he just, orh okay this one ah this one THEN HE DROVE ON. i thought he was going to go up and reverse and drive me to the front gate but NOOOO he drove all the way to the whatever is at the end of the road (its a mighty nice place) and stopped me there. so i was like err no in front in front. then he ORHHH YOU NEVER SAY. then stopped me at sheares so i was like nono in front. so he honked at all the shearities loading themselves onto a lorry. at which i slunk back into seat and pretended not to exist.

then lugged myself back into room and econs meeting was over, dont know whether good or bad. and i swear KE has too many steps for its own good. seriously. its like some secluded monastry bent on promoting endurance and the nature's way of getting back and proving their superiority to the stairmaster or something.

and went back and saw debs at the front doors so we proceeded to hdca until 3 am or something (gg) which effectively extinguished grand plan of finally catching up with en. which also had the usual effect of turning us into a bunch of singy waily and giggly not v in right mind people. totem pole is my baby. and i think our plugs are BEAUTIFUL. v fascinating to be informed that the dangling thing is actually part of dryer.

okay have no idea why that all came out am not v much of a blog about day person but verbal diarrhoea is like normal diarrhoea - you can't really prevent it from pouring out whether you want to or not.

this is TOMMY. tommy gun! tseewtseewtseew.
(yes is same name as the green ranger. cocky idiot with kickass robotic tiger and desperately-in-need-of-tuning flute. with retarded girlfriend whose fancy pants flouncy pink skirt is ticket to too many 'oh tommy!' swooning spells. poo. someone should give trini skirt too. unless they 1.ran out of cloth 2.forgot she is a girl 3.are sending a subliminal message to promote feminism)
anyway.
(:
isn't he precious?? <3

if you've got a daddy issue,
here's a daddy tissue !
D to the A to the D-D-Y
D-A-D-D-Y
PEACE! XOXO

queen of last minute

2007-03-08T01:28:00.000+08:00

toe is smarting like nobody's business.

i didn't want to hear what they had to say.

2007-03-06T01:41:00.000+08:00

discovered something.
too much stress makes me do an obscene amount of shopping.
/SNOT.
): ): ): ): ):
oh POO
can't find freecell on my com
I THINK I DELETED IT
WAHLAO.
(depressed.)
hahahahaha wants to faint and die
am becoming disciplined. yay

cos have decided to spend select amount of time doing readings and watching oc (one ep only) each day. like die die also must fulfil that type. but today no time. today has become tmrw alr. so is really minus time. need to IV tehping into system.
was v sad just now when tehtarik lovingly bought by mel went missing. was not in lobby or dining hall. then found it sitting in hdca room like a pretty plobby blob and felt heart well over with immense love and gratitude. wanted to take picture of tea because looks v cute and fat and nua and slothlike in bag. but then forgot and is now in stomach socialising with strips of carrot and crackers. oops

gg grammar has rolled down hill and crashed into lake.
is fulfil spelt with two Ls like fulfill. sounds stupid eh.
donch care
HAVE GOT GOLDEN SCROLLBARS HAR HAR.

MMMCHICHI

PIMPZILLA

2007-03-04T16:59:00.000+08:00

my browser is horribly ostentatious.
i love it.
hahahahaha

so build me up, buttercup

2007-03-02T10:49:00.000+08:00

HELLO WORLD
*)
i just made my bed! (i.e., throw back everything i kicked off in the middle of the night). YAY (: i like the busted&mcfly version of buildmeupbuttercup its very fast and nice *) *) *)

and worse of all
you never call, baby
when you say you will
but i love you still
blah blah blah

this week was INSANE am so glad its nearly over.
& i'm also glad they pushed back the legal deadline YAY so next week there's only one term paper due and one presentation (:

i like freezearseoffly cold nights with friends and hobbits (:

bloopbloopfwooshblap

2007-02-27T15:27:00.000+08:00

am drowning in subject pools.
poo.

i built another temple to a stranger

2007-02-25T22:22:00.000+08:00

brick by brick.
and for what reason?
so in tiny voices we hide our secrets.

i loved (still do, it just sounds nicer in past tense) this bunny strip. spent a great deal of time in jc poring over every single picture, then forgot it for a while (o, fickleness). just now i retrieved a stack of pictures from the IBM and these were hidden inside.

i didn't put up this one with the haunted playground (which is so, so beautiful. beautiful is such a strange word to describe colour blocked comics, it seems to be reserved more for the ethereal but i am not about to go and think of another word.) at first. there was another picture more mood depicting, but then i remembered mister bob and so. the playground instead.

the pink bunny is rather androgynous, at the same time it is a fairytale princess and luke skywalker. there's the blue bunny and the orange bunny too, but i like the pink bunny the best (but of course). i like how its ears are nearly as big as its body, how it can have white eyes and not look empty, and its paws. hands. whatever. pink stumps. and most of all i like its solitude. it seems alone, but not lonely; happy in its nothing-matters-ness realm with weird imaginary friends and absolute quirkiness. things like this have a certain immortality invested in them. somewhat untouchable. like what we yearn for but can never become.

i'd much rather be two-dimensional, too.

chomp.

2007-02-25T21:08:00.000+08:00

i want taohuey.
and soyabean icecream

awww. <3

i will hang my head, hang my head low

2007-02-25T01:29:00.000+08:00

yay chingay is over.
it was really fun tho.
am glad i joined. despite all the tiringness and all
its worth it at the end of the day anyhow
am tiredd
clattered straight into bedframe corner just now and have got pretty bruise on leg now very painful
am v idiot
am v tired
am going to conk alr
brain shutdown and fingers independent movement
we make mistakes everyday
i am
er
i forgot.
no wasnt going to say tired
that is established fact
sigh hellweek doesnt end so this is hellsem
got good email today pullovers should come in one and half weeks yay
cross fingers turn out well
dear me i cannot check my email tonight will be too depressed to sleep
so shall leave bad news to tomorrow and sleep with peaceful mind hopefully
am too stressed to sleep just now before chingay tried to nap but failed miserably cos of stressness
so much to do that dont want to do anything
want to be cave dweller
err
gibberish.
byeeeeeee

tiny duckling has rare mutation

2007-02-19T00:49:00.000+08:00

poor baby.
):
i think i'm turning vegetarian. besides the seafood (prawnnns prawnnnnns) and the occasional chicken.

like being born, only backwards.

2007-02-13T23:31:00.000+08:00

"if i told you i love you, can i keep you?"
"i told you i was a good dancer. can i keep you?"

children have the sweetest dreams.

commencing countdown, engines on

2007-02-11T21:55:00.000+08:00

my goodness i think a mosquito bit my pimple. its extraordinarily itchy. orrible bugger.

hahaha i love this - http://youtube.com/watch?v=zWKD1mfF-KI

o & this is the c.r.a.z.y version http://youtube.com/watch?v=JxDElY2aEGw
bopbop. but its not v entertaining. haha unless you watch the whole movie

this one is quirky http://youtube.com/watch?v=BmsWYhzVe74 what weirdos. hurr. the shaker guy is damn retarded hhaha

you are lovely colours

2007-02-08T17:15:00.000+08:00

yay today is friends day.
met (in order, consecutively, wham bam one after another) bing, shaf (and zhen by association), liping, rach, sook in the canteen <3 then cher at islandcreamery
v v v happy. hee
now v tired and sick and feel like crawling into bed and sleeping on a bag of ice but cannot because have chingay later and have been not going and v bad if don't go. am trying to decide if prefer baby animals or red sparkly stones
yey liping is going to send me to bishan <3
is homeland. mother, i am coming home at long last from over the treacherous hills and mountains. but i cannot stay because duty calls, and being a good and loyal citizen, i answer.
in bid to raise money, am going to sell the several icebergs i own off north pole. even though they are diminishing, be assured that you need them nonetheless in this disgusting weather we have. you can have your own water with polar bear footprints. my money has disobeyed the law of diminishing returns by diminishing and not returning, and newton's gravity by flying away to unknown cash registers. as a result am left with a total of one dollar after todays exploits. and its not even the right currency.

*** * ***.

2007-02-03T20:54:00.000+08:00

when you are too tired to think, you post whatever is on the playlist. sister hazel is a guy. mildly surprised.

If that's all you will be, you'll be a waste of time
You've dreamed a thousand dreams, none seem to stick in your mind
Two points for honesty
It must make you sad to know that nobody cares at all (i've got it better than him here (: glad. emoticons can't show tired aye.)
I want to be where I've never been before
I want to be there and then I'd understand
Know I'm right and do it right, could I get to be like that
I'll know what I don't know with nothing more to gain
Will I get better or stay the same
I find I always move too slowly
Can't lift a finger, can't change my mind
I never knew till someone told me that
guster.
am listening to an eclectic mix that sounds all the same anyhow

seriously. judge me if you are perfect.
i'll only judge you if i am. like hell it works all the time. but at least i'm trying.
i understand all those dictators' desires for an aryan race and whatever. i wouldn't be surprised if i did the same too. i wouldn't eliminate entire races, but i sure as heck would exile a few truckloads of cretins. humans are good as babies, barring one problem: they cry too much. and silent babies are plain creepy. i hate scary, give me horror and i'll punch you in the face. am turning violent.
when i sign in, my fingers automatically type out u06043-oops.
want greys fix. want to indulge in mindless tv watching.
its too early to sleep
have got so many things to do that it feels like there's nothing to do
i want the liberty of wandering around in places before the city wakes
i like town on blustery mornings
i like blustery, fullstop
& so i hope it doesn't stop raining, and that the sun comes out just enough to make it bright
enough.
but then weird rain means things are getting shittier, because the world is dying and i feel kind of sorry for it because i'm standing right on it and there's nothing i can do but help it to inch closer. i was glad reasoning i'd be dead by the time it comes to the point of no return. (but then where else would i be?) who wants to be here when it all falls apart? (this makes doing anything at all mindless.) all we hear are problems and no solutions. i'm thinking, maybe i wouldn't want to have children anymore. it's not a nice place to live in, here and now. maybe i'd just like to have them, then bring them right up to heaven.
i want to see god.
(& then you do things that make me smile, and everything isn't so bad after all.)
raindrops on roses.
i like maroon.

seventy five break up songs

2007-02-02T00:48:00.000+08:00

"rabbit season."
"duck season."

rhythm&RHYME

2007-01-28T18:32:00.000+08:00

today my dad said to me: "this are not the fingers of my daughter."
i think its because my nail polish is chipping.

got my white dress! its preddy (: feel like wearing it to the wedding, but am scared they mistake me for the cake, and chop me up instead, then my white dress will turn red ):

WHAMBAM.

2007-01-28T17:20:00.000+08:00

the weather is making everyone/thing tired.
seriously.
there is this ant and its buddy CRAWLING SUPER DUPER SLOWLY across my table. normally i'd kill ants without remorse because i ABHOR ants more than cockroaches (as long as they are beyond a one metre radius). they are tiny and swarmy and they make you feel damn ITCHY and twitchy by their mere existence. BUGGERS. but these particular two are moving so slowly that i don't know whether i should squoosh them or blow at them to help them go faster. my goodness they haven't even crawled past my laptop yet. i think they have been DRUGGED. poor kiddos. they are so slow, they're practically moving backwards. am turning blue in the face watching them move. have decided to put myself out of their agony by squooshing them.

-smooooooooosh-

there.

(:

friday.

2007-01-27T01:01:00.001+08:00

Little toe got bashed by evil stool. ): ):

stop

2007-01-25T09:40:00.000+08:00

I like this song:

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell
Blue skies from pain
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail
A smile from a veil
Do you think you can tell
Did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts
Hot ashes for trees
Hot air for a cool breeze
Cold comfort for change
Did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage

How I wish
How I wish you were here
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl
Year after year
Running over the same old ground
What have we found
The same old fears
Wish you were

It's a greyskyout, the weather is lovely. It is barely 9:45 and I have seen so many people. Seeing people is comforting. Smiles are comforting. I guess no matter how much I need to be alone, and how much I think there are too many people on earth.. you (me) just kind of need them anyway. I saw shauna this morning for like five seconds, but it was really nice. comforting. & nice breakfast. & am talking to three of my favourite people in the world. whom i miss a lot a lot a lot suddenly & i just want to meet them and hug them and go back to the time when nothing mattered out of blue pinafores and macsbreakfastsbeforesciencepracs and nightwalking. weather's making me cranky. am going to be a hell of a mournful old woman.

we miss the familiar all the time. i'm glad that ever since coming to kr, even though its only been barely half a year, there's a familiar here too. familiars know its okay to come in and plop on your bed and not need to talk. familiars know tired. am grateful. & tired

so much for resolutions. i haven't done my tutorials for the day. am so glad marketing is next week. fell asleep reading fna last night (surprise, surprise). which means i didn't manage to get anything done. (damn. wank bugger shitting arseheads and holes. i'm so dead) this week is a question. this year is a question. someone talked to me and she said it'd be okay and i don't know it'll be okay because i don't know what to think anymore but she said it'd be okay. so i hope it'll be. i should go.

perky perky.

sunday.

2007-01-21T19:30:00.000+08:00

Little toe got bashed by trolley. ):

convenience

2007-01-16T21:18:00.001+08:00

but at least you are real.

..
okay rah you're right i don't really know what to say anymore. haha
i would talk to you but you aren't here right now
i'll try.
(excuse me, pms. now, you go "ahhhh," and nod knowingly.)

Anyhow my room is prettyprettypinkpink now. Bed is gloriously pink and purple & I brought my comforter to be my steady knight through the cold and stormy weather (which decided to turn tail and start sunning. You idiot fickle, you.) Clouds are kind of tragic, they rain themselves into nothing. & there's a prettyprettypinkpink rose in my cup (: after potting it in my cup I realised I have a vase -_- woe.

all the world needs now, is food, sweet food
teapot | cheese (durr.) | nudgenudgewinkwink
child | good enough to eat | prettypretty

One thing about childhood books, they mean so much now only because they meant so much then. You have them then, then you start thinking of them now because they are just ghosts in your hands, and you remember them as the best that was ever written (and after you get your hands on them again you realise how utterly corny they are. but still good nonetheless). I guess that's why I'm not starting, because I'm afraid the charm escapes and then there'd be nothing left. Silly isn't it.

shizzle

2007-01-01T13:32:00.000+08:00

2006-12-25T22:14:00.000+08:00

twothousand&six in one word: tiring. Make that two words - messy.
but I liked it anyhow, this almost nonexistent year. Ask me in the future and I'll tell you that 2006 was transparent between 05 and 07, we kind of all leapt over without glancing back.

I just want to stay home and bake fairy cakes.

who are you, defenders of the universe?

2006-12-17T20:19:00.000+08:00

I am the proud offspring of Rip van Winkle and Bridget Jones.
Well deserved. People do a lot of stupid things, then they wonder why they do stupid things. Due to a lot of stupid things I did (not do), I was trooping all over raffles like some crazed crazy. Pause. This is the moment where we celebrate the indomitable spirits of charity ticket sellers. It was like field day or something, they were approaching people like pigeons to bread. And kids, do not approach someone right after you have seen your partner in crime skulk away in failure. Do not approach someone blatantly avoiding your gaze and barrelling on with a Man-On-A-Mission look. Do not approach someone at the ATM queue. Do not approach people with bazookas. You will be blown up, I will not be sorry.

I am being stoppered.

Painfully bad decisions, and I'm going to have to stay up until the crack of dawn doing work that should have been done way earlier and then hauling my arse and two heavy bags (both of which are un-packed, by the way) halfway across the country (makes it sound like a grand and formidable journey when you say that, as if I'm trekking across Russia or something. bull.) wishing on all the shooting stars in the world that 1. I know how to drive, 2. I have a car, 3. I have a chauffeur, 4. all of the above. Unfortunately I'm of the species that wreck go-karts.

Why oh why do I feel like a thirtysomething unmarried, unwanted, old woman with stringy hair and the buttcheeks of a baboon whose sole joy in life is scaring stray cats when I am a nineteen year old unmarried, unwanted young thing with strings in hair and (i'm not going to discuss the state of my buttcheeks in front of anyone. pervert.) whose sole joy in life is scaring stray dogs.

I have shot myself in the foot. Am going to proceed to shoot off the other foot. What a tragic waste. Tra la.

2006-12-09T23:16:00.000+08:00

finished kite runner.
am going to die of depression.
shall swear by chick lit and bridget jones hereafter.

now playing:

2006-12-04T13:42:00.000+08:00

I've been, watching your world from afar
I've been, trying to be where you are
& I've been secretly falling apart
Unseen
To me, you're strange and you're beautiful

you are a lazy memory that wanders in and waltzes right out. randomly. how long now. i like the way they repeat "you're", almost the same way i like hot chocolate & rockyroad & quiet places with just enough people to make you feel still alive.

there, there baby it's just textbook stuff; its in the ABC of growing up.

2006-12-03T20:58:00.000+08:00

jy found a treasure !
-cue breathless anticipation-

...

tantaraaa! a grey's 'Dr. McDreamy-Dr. McSteamy' Morphing Mug

(tis not it, but this is a nice word anyhow *)*) )
MORPHING eh. how cool is that ! hahaha
-bliss-

MARY POPPINS.

2006-11-29T17:41:00.000+08:00

new love of life is umbrellas. ombrello italiano!
LOOK:

it looks like the novo turkey cancandancer legs!!!!!! is v practical and multi-functional modification, can also be used for birds to roost, or as tutu for swan lake auditions. most cost effective for the frugal consumer.

they have this in pink too and its SO SARAH. can already imagine her carrying it with the floozy purse and fluffy pink boots. would put up the picture but its so.. sweet. and bopeepish. and cardiac arrest inducing. nonetheless ! black is epitome of class and glam-ness. the shape! so cute! like BATMAN. i bet penguin will be A LOT COOLER if he had this. joker would be so jealous. HAHA. unfortunately superheroes/villians have lousy fashion sense to make up for their superfluous abilities. clearly. look at superman.

I REALLY LIKE THIS ONE *)*)*) its called MARIA BUTTERCUP. its PERFECT. haahahahaha oh my goodness <3<3<3 and they have it in different colours too!! as in translucent stuff. which is v yisi *)*) imagine if we carry translucent green ones, we can PHOTOSYNTHESIZE. come to think of it, if plants keep making food why don't they ever get fat ? not fair. i want to be a (banyan) tree. no actually flame of the forest is cooler. tree hierachy politics. whoo, imagine if forrest gump had a girl, she could introduce herself as flame, of the forrest, and he would beam like a proud father. how endearing.

anyway. they have a lot more like polka dotted dome shaped umbrellas(i wonder if you will end up with spotty skin), tan thru umbrellas (mum will flip) and v kooky parasols and this sunflower umbrella i want to get for nat WHOOHOO oooh rainy day in paris is niceness. PARIS HOLDS THE KEYYY TO YOUR HEART !

this totally matches liping's shorts!!!!!!!

it's 99.99 pounds.
...
GGXXTOTHEMAX THAT IS MY LIFE SAVINGS LAH -_-

oh my goodness they have a dog brolly HOW CUTE IS THAT :D:D:D:D

and its a UK based company. no wonder. so v clever!! if every londoner were to own umbrellas like that it wouldn't be so dreary anymore!! jy&rah you must get them!!!!!!!! GOOD GOLLY GOSH SO PREDDY *)*)*) am migratingggggggg!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! go see here (http://www.brolliesgalore.co.uk) and then i bet you'll wanna come with me heehee we'll be there in a hopskipjump, do.