tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62223222011-09-29T05:35:52.091+08:00keeping me inside of me.siti*http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550669073181895205noreply@blogger.comBlogger4281100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222322.post-26576626577714894882011-08-28T10:09:00.002+08:002011-08-28T10:23:00.461+08:00

Ignorance is bliss. Some of the time.

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What the hell is wrong with me. I'm the most together person I know and suddenly I'm acting all bimbotic and uncool. Seriously, get a grip and hold yourself together. I feel like I just got ambushed and like Bambi's mom, some hunter is gonna shoot me through the heart. I think I've got way too much time on my hands right now. I would hate to think what real working life would feel like if just a

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Reading through my previous post, now on this first day of the new year, I honestly wish that I could go back in time and hug my november 30th self. I'ld tell her that everything will get better when she least expected it. That grabbing the first opportunity that came along was the best thing she could do. That she shouldn't have worried about what people thought about her because they didn't

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This is not exactly the first post that I would want to write after my very long hiatus in the world of Tumblr blogging. But there are definitely certain things that I would rather not share to a whole bunch of unknown followers. I don't want to feed something so negative into a space that has made me feel happy and warm inside. In this case, I'm throwing this entry out into the wilderness of

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after 467 posts & SIX YEARS later (six long emotic happy sad grieving understated emotional angry don't-give-me-crap crowded lonerish weird random "whatever" years), i'm finally moving to a new site.who knows, if you're lucky and visit here again, i might post something unexpectedly (*wiggles eyebrows* get it get it?). plus, it's just fun (and cringe-worthy) to flip through my archives.so

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i like the new ndp song. i don't care about the nonsense that yes, perhaps it may be a ploy for the ndp organisers to be seen as current and 'hip' (who actually uses that word in real life anyway? "Hey check out my ipod. It's so hip right?" eww.) and that Electrico's using it to gain more publicity. but hell, what's wrong with a little publicity. they need all the publicity they can get. plus, i

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i think i know where my (sometimes) inner bitch comes from. watching "queen B" Blair Waldorf and "that motherchucker" Chuck Bass on Gossip Girl nearly kill each other with words kinda fills me with happiness. i'm rooting for them when season 3 comes out- oohh i hope they'ld stay together cos watching them crucify themselves all the way to the season 2 finale made me want to throw my soci textbook

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something wicked this way comes.

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i've found that if i don't talk about the plans brewing in my head out loud, they'ld most likely work out on their own, as long as i don't open my big mouth and blabber about it. maybe i don't like people expecting me to do things- added pressure to make sure whatever it was i said outloud happens. or maybe i'm just superstitious. or maybe i'm just unluckily prone to disappointments.i've found

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when i was younger, there were 2 things i truly cherished. one was the casette tape of the music of Aladdin, complete with the orchestral pieces & crystal clear voices of Lea Salonga & Robin Williams, which i made my dad buy after watching the disney animation. with the casette, i didn't need to watch the movie cos i could picture the scenes in my head if i carefully listened to the music with my

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i really think i should get rid of my chatbox. i don't check on it that much and often i'm itching to give a long-ish reply but the response box isn't big enough so i give up. +why boys are luckier #1- there's this amazing cultural exchange thing for my rover group to egypt BUT they only accept boys. OH WOE THINE FATE. i think it's probably because egypt is an outright muslim country and

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Ahh. The wonders of facebook. Why bother with a blog right, when i have the photos splashed left right and centre online.But. Let ME tell YOU what's not in there. There're no photos over my current obsession on everything-that-has-to-do with Bon Jovi (did you know that Jon Bon Jovi's been married to his high school sweetheart for over 20 years? Plus, he's really one of the smartest, nicest &

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SO. the exams have been over for two weeks now and i'm bored out of my bleeding brain already.(some place will be serving after hours)the young and the freaking restless.(BRING ME OUT)and just because there are no photos, doesn't mean the thing didn't happen. but people need EVIDENCE. so yeah.please, kids, stop hiding.i wish i had somebody at my disposal, waiting on my hand and foot. damndamndamn

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(that's how it is. there isn't anymore) MY BODY CLOCK IS SO SCREWED. i'm sleepy when i'm supposed to be awake and i'm super awake when i'm supposed to be asleep. i somehow manage to find the most unproductive things to do at 4am in the morning. yes, i amaze myself sometimes. (HOW I MET YOUR MOTHER IS AWESOME. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU SHUWEN!)and i'm creeped out by things OTHER than that

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POST HIATUS #4(2am panic attacks don't count)things i do when i get bored.1. YOUTUBE MR BEAN(you may need to turn off my blog music at the side)2. play random ass games like:I LOVE TRAFFIC SHIFT3. do quizzes on facebook.(which sesame street character are you? ERNIE)4. watch re-runs of Gilmore Girls, Friends, Ugly Betty online5. rent movies from the downstairs vcd auntie(National Treasure 2 was

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DIE LAH. I'M GOING TO GET ALL Cs AND Ds AND LOUSY Bs BECAUSE I CAN'T SPOT EXAM QUESTIONS AND I BARELY HAVE LESS THAN 12 HOURS TO FINISH STUDYING TWO MODULES WHICH ARE 2 HOURS AFTER EACH OTHER.PANIC PANIC PANIC. I CAN'T BREATHE

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POST HIATUS #3it doesn't help that i keep hearing david archuleta's voice while i'm trying to take a power nap at 3am.i hope late night suppers at 7-eleven doesn't become a habit.

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POST HIATUS #2:(OMG. SC3219: sexuality in comparative perspective!)the Aware saga1. "saga" sounds so Star Wars. ST needs to be more creative- NKF saga, Ren Ci saga, En Bloc saga? like hello, enough already. how about drama-cumulating-on-dynastical-epic-proportions-based-on-fallacy-of-misplaced-scale? ok. maybe too long. but anything but the 4-letter word, please i beg you.2. is it an organisation

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POST HIATUS #1: the weather cheated my feelings! ahhahh. there was this intense build-up of greek-god-Zeus-like thunder, dark skies ("ooh i'm sooo scared"), official weather forecast: "Showers with thunder mainly over southern, western and eastern parts of Singapore in the morning", COLD COLD breeze, the smell of rain in the air. and THEN it went all sunny and hot and humid. even with two fans at

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ON HIATUS til 4 mayhot & humid weather.igloos, ice-capped mountains, penguins, polar bears, teh tarik ice cream, ice kacang, chendol, agar-agar, konyaku jelly, popsicles, icicles, iced lattes, iced bubble tea (honey), banana milkshakes (with crushed ice), strawberry shortcake mcflurrys, sundaes, mud pies, windy days, rainy days, Greenland, Iceland, Northpole, Snow City, LT8-the new harry potter

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Teacher: So you quit Yearbook hm? And your appearance has altered. I'm really concerned you're getting off on the wrong foot. Is there a problem at home?Angela: It just seems like you agree to have a certain personality or something. For no reason. Just to make things easier for everyone. But when you think about it, how do you even know that it's you? And I mean, this whole thing with Yearbook

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i touched extremely slimy slippery macho-macho-man boys today. by choice.

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because we can and we must.Life is not easy for any of us. But what of that? We must have perseverence and above all confidence in ourselves. We must believe that we are gifted for something, and that this thing, at whatever cost, must be attained.-Marie Curie.

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some of the but-we're-not-ready-yet! shots.+AND I'M SO HAPPY THAT SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE, KATE WINSLET & HEATH LEDGER WON. i can't believe that Penelope Cruz's dress is WAY older than i am. now THAT'S vintage. and she totally pulled it off- good choice, considering she won Best Supporting Actress. Angelina Jolie's emerald green jewels were awesome against her black dress. miley cyrus made me laugh

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so. a crappy week ended up in a pretty nice weekend. vday eve was spent laughing at shuwen's funny smses about couples in the lib photocopy room and her entertaining but gross i-want-to-get-close-to-foreign-boys classmate. and then the PLC had our traditional singles vday outing, this time at botanical gardens!! romantic? er. if a group of rowdy girls disturbing the peace of smooching in the dark

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i hate group projects. the dynamics of one of my groups is at best sluggish. like we're tip-toeing around each other which is horribly annoying and nothing really gets done,or if they do, it's in a roundabout manner. i'm cursed. CURSED. i REFUSED to be the leader because not only am i a deviant idiot, i'm also appalled by the fact that i may need to rah-rah these individuals. i think the only

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EDIT: i just realised that Pastamania's halal. :Di will NOT be afraid of colour. i will learn to LOVE colour. i will learn to EMBRACE colour.how to get a real education.

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i have a newfound respect for local musicians now. i mean, not that i didn't respect them before. i only knew a very small group like The Great Spy Experiment, Electrico, and Jack & Rai. and it's not as if i go moshing every other day. plus i don't think kit chan, taufik batisah, hadi mirza, rui en, stephanie sun and tanya chua count since they've already been so (overly) exposed in the

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i hate the jacket but DAMN LA.daniel henney is so (see previous post). haha.ok. ok. i'll stop.+Don't you worry, there my honeywe might not have any moneyBut we've got our love to pay the billsMaybe I think you're cute and funny, Maybe I wanna do what bunnies do with you, if you know what I meanOh, let's get rich and buy our parents homes in the South of FranceLet's get rich and give everybody

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i swear, sometimes, i think i'm the sanest person in the family. i think this is one of those times.and i'm so so sorry; i really really REALLY wanted to go. :(anyway, happy early birthday cuz.+my clumsiness is almost beyong belief, beyond words, beyond my own comprehension even. i caused a typhoon once. and an earthquake. and several avalanches. i can trip over my own two feet. please somebody

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EDIT: and if i had all the money in the world, i'ld spend it all on Chanel and Dorothy Perkins clothes, and shoes. and the bags from J Crew. i'm officially sad now. in the meantime, i'll have to deal with knock-offs. i usually walk past charles & keith and cry. :(i think i have insomnia. or semi-insomnia. cos i haven't been able to sleep for the past two days and i freaking hate it. hfjgftttsd.

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post secret worthy.she pretends to look tired to gain sympathy & so people would think she was working hard in sch when actually she's been up all night watching youtube videos.

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the inaugural ball was just beautiful. if you haven't seen it yet (what's wrong with you?!), here's the clearest videos on president barack and michelle obama dancing to At Last, an Etta James rendition by Beyonce & Mariah Carey's Hero. I LOVE HER DRESS. i'm so so glad that she doesn't have the boxy she-man country-fied styles of other first ladies. michelle reminds me of JFK's wife Jackie O.

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for a day that i thought would be like my other birthdays, no trouble no fuss affairs, ALL of you totally surprised the crap out me- fearless shuwen, gutsy faith, sweet syl, insanely random canz, the great 4e6 girls, my fabulous guides PLC, my awesome family and above & beyond amazing cousins. i never thought that people would care damnit. i feel totally undeserving but oh my GOD. all of it was

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happy song.My Rollercoaster by Kimya Dawsonyou were on my mind at least nine tenths of yesterdayit seemed as if perhaps I'd gone insanewhat is it about you that has commandeered my brain?maybe it's your awesome songs or maybe it's the waywhen I look at your face I can tell that you're not going to be stopping soon or even slowing downand if we keep up this pace pretty soon we'll know the name of

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i was blog hopping and i came across a blog of an old friend. and in one of the entries she wrote: "i guess the fundamental problem for me is the fear of being mediocre. i dun wanna be "just average" in anything, it sucks realising that you're just like any other person. for me, it's all or nothing. i guess this fear is motivation but it's also a stumbling block. i've very often come to dislike

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this is a long overdue entry but every single new year i feel like this. like as though if i don't acknowledge that january has begun then maybe my growing older wouldn't come. but the thing is this year, even more so this year, i feel unworthy of the age that i'm going to become in less than 5 days time. i still see myself as a little girl most times, some of my behaviour and looks still

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i was incredibly hesitant but i wanted to know what the fuss was all about. and I get it now, i do. the first book was urgh nothing special, as in nothing one can't grasp from the movie but as the story progressed to the next three books, i was honestly sucked into the tender beautiful consuming love of edward and bella (the actors & actresses in the movie version were incredible disappointments

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so i managed to maintain last sem's cap score (kinda. off by about 0.3 pts), which considering that i took a statistics-based level 3000 soci mod this year (which i did alright in despite the feeling that i was lousy at anything to do with maths, alhamdullilah) plus feeling somewhat jaded and unmotivated towards the middle-end of the sem, i think i was lucky. so not bad but not the greatest

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the ramblings of a sleepy-but-not-really-ready-to-sleep-yet person.my eyes feel oddly droopy for some reason even though i've slept for a whopping 10hours today (NOT 10 hours STRAIGHT- divided into 2 parts. i'm somehow organised when it comes to sleeping times). but. i can't sleep now even though it's past midnight. this particular Grey's Anatomy episode (season 4 ep 9 i think) i'm watching right

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Being cooped up at home has its benefits. Shah Rukh Khan's acting makes watching Bollywood movies (Swades, Chak De! India, Devdas, Khabi Khushi Kabhie Gham especially) all worth my while.I think I'm in love.Oh. Plus, I refrained from checking/status snooping/profile spying/being jealous-of-photogenic-people/being jealous-of-happening-people/geochallenging/logging on my facebook account today in

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Leona Lewis's Snow Patrol Cover,"Run", is so beautiful, it's almost haunting.

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Whenever I start youtubing Josh Groban, or start admiring the decorated trees at Ikea or listen (happily) to 3637253 renditions of "White Christmas", I know then that Christmas has finally arrived. I get an awful feeling (but am secretly satisfied since I actually know these songs!) when christmas music blares non-stop at NTUC and I'm actually humming along, loud enough to scare little kids ("No,

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Some things never change. I hope they never do.

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Charlotte:"You have been my friend. That in itself is a tremendous thing. I wove my webs for you because I liked you. After all, what's a life, anyway? We're born, we live a little while, we die.A spider's life can't help being something of a mess, with all this trapping and eating flies. By helping you, perhaps I was trying to lift up my life a trifle. Heaven knows anyone's life can stand a

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OMG LA. I'M SUCH A LAZY BUGGER.in other news (hhaha), i think i'm like turning into a facebook stalker at night cos i keep finding long-lost people everyday, which is pretty weird considering that months up to last week, i normally wouldn't bother. yar yar distractions i know. and i have this thing about letting the fun out of my system first (by slacking off/reading trashy novels/youtube surfing

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Robbie Williams performs Angels live at Knebworth, England 2003. Reported to be UK's biggest ever concert with around 375,000 people on consecutive nights.Simply electrifying.

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warning: self-pitying entryi'm in the library. again. and as usual, i'm distracted by all things trivial on the internet instead of working on my projects. i feel more jaded this semester for some reason. maybe all i bleeding need is a cca and an outgoing personality. people, you don't get it. i'm horribly shy, which is partly the reason why i hide behind a frown on my face all the time (and

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i'll post something about hari raya later. i'm up to my elbows in projects and it's no fun. spoiling my raya mood :( i've got a family-based project for my cultures class and i've barely started on the 5-pg essay that's due tmr (which would generally involve me running to the school library in an hours' time and grabbing books). then there's a group project for my level 3 mod due next week, oh

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19th day. (a bit less for me cos it's that time of the month again)this week's tutorials a bit better now cos i happened to have really good, cooperative (and smart) groupmates in all my tutorials. so yes. i'm very thankful/syukur. +is there some body language thing that i'm missing? +he never fails to make us feel incredibly miserable and frustrated. we're being made to handle his childish

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7th day. and counting.i was in one of my tutorials (soci of pop culture) and we were discussing about how what we wear often translates to our individual identity for eg. wearing Topman means you're "atas" or Hang Ten means you're very patriotic. so then, my tutor veered our discussion towards the way nus students dress:"What do you think of someone wearing singlets, windbreaker, shorts &

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take a walk with me.

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was it heartlessness or was it firmness?it's something that i'm not entirely proud of. looking back has given me a slightly different perspective on what happened. back then, i had myself convinced that we gave so many second chances, and waited oh-so-patiently for change that was promised over over and over again. now, i'm not so sure."what made you so special that you felt that you had no need

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There's no combination of words I could put on the back of a postcard,No song that I could sing but I could try for your heart.Our dreams they're made of real things,Like a shoebox of photographs with sepia tone lovingIt's not always easyAnd sometimes life can be deceivingBut I'll tell you one thingIt's always better when we're together.+the fact that we were 2 months late (but you were in new

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What struck me the most about this year's Olympics was not a testosterone-laden performance of a man who wants to out-swim and out-class everyone else. Neither was it another man who smugly DOES NOT run his best and yet beats everyone else who do. Nor that the Chinese were sweeping so many Gold medals. What mesmerised me most was a short little girl who did her utmost and kept smiling through the

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-don't ask me why by Moosiatko deviantart.coma call for CHANGE.life's too short to worry about stupid shit.

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ahh. i didn't earn money yesterday ):but damn, my first time cycling in sentosa (yes. i'm such a NOOB) and catching up with some old friends was SO WORTH IT.=D-mellie: "eh if you don't ride a bike now, when will you ever learn?" mellie, the self-timer mode genius, got the self-timer thingie to work after laying in the sand staring at the camera functions for 17254739 mins.-and finally. a very

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Women are wiser than men because they know less and understand more.-James Thurberone of my favourite children's book characters- The Little Princess, now immortalised on Kids Central. (yes, rather bored at home, resorted to watching Kids Central, so BRING ME OUT YOU before i memorize every Barney/Sesame Street/Dora the Explorer/Go Diego Go/Hi5 song there is.)anyway, i think if i had a daughter,

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bloody hell.I WANT TO SEE JASON MRAZ LIVE SO effing BAD.but 200 bucks. damn it. why can't they sell tickets for just HIM? and he's only playing for 45minutes? where's the justice in that?i'm jinxing it i know. but i don't care.actually.i do care.ahh. sigh. i'm sad now. go away. ):

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while lying on their backs to the night sky..eun chan: I want to suck the stars out of the sky with a straw and eat them.han kyul: (Laughs) Why don't you just shove them all into your mouth?eun chan: It's a waste to eat them all at once.han kyul: Then how about that? (Points at the crescent moon) How are you going to eat the moon?eun chan: Well first, since it's half full, I'll wait until it's

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by Istiko. (i lovelovelove this photographer) Atonement. finally rented it out after so many months just because i was in the mood for a solid movie. and i wasn't disappointed for it left me feeling incredibly unsettled when the credits rolled. the whole story could be easy summed up in 3 lines or less, but it felt so much more than that. i know i've gushed over lots of movies this past year

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so i'm back! darker even though i slapped on tons of sunscreen. in cambodia, the local people we met thought i was either cambodian or thai. later in vietnam though, progressively became an indian according to that one guy at the Independence Palace in Ho Chi Minh. seriously these people have never met a malay person before despite their close proximity to malaysia. very odd.travelling with

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by MWCrane13, deviantart.com i can't sleep.leaving to Siem Reap, Cambodia in 10 more hours and i CAN'T SLEEP.i'm excited but i'm not that excited.this is really beyond beyond BEYOND annoying.i bet you were singing "i'm leaving on a jetplane".yeah. well. me too.

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weird thoughts of the day:this morning, was thinking that maybe i shouldn't go for my Hepatitis A jab 'cos the same amount of money could get me a good haircut in a salon (thus note the expensiveness of the jab. si beh *beep*). to not die or continue having ugly hair. hmm. dilemma dilemma. superficial but still a dilemma.oh and i keep using words like "surreal" and "eclectic" like as if i know

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-Love and Headphones by Whorer Moviedeviantart.com.do you hear that?no?good. at least we know your ears aren't failing you.there's no freaking music 'cos i can't freaking seem to find anything. i've been desperately trying to find Jason Mraz and James Morrison's "Details in the Fabric" but no. nope. nothing. what happened to easy, breezy, insightful songs? don't people make them anymore? okay

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i'm trying not to jinx it so i'm mentioning it as little as possible.it's weird that ever since i got the tickets, i keep seeing stuff related it. for instance, i just watched this aircrash disaster episode on Discovery Channel where a British Airways crew managed to avoid certain death after unknowingly flying through a cloud of dangerous volcanic smoke after a volcano off the coast of Java

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RADIO AND JULIETEdward Clug & Slovene National Theatre Mariburesplanade theatre3 junei want to get this straight: NOT watching a ballet performance live is a CRIME.the stuff they show on the local Arts Central are poor substitutes to the real thing. and what better way to watch a piece live than to watch one choreographed by the world-renowed Edward Clug?i wished i had watched Architecture of

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i'm distracted. by GONG YOO.need i say more?watching k-drama reruns is fun. :D

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by JannaleliMichelle Pfeiffer in Stardusti didn't know why i put off watching Stardust- i've been wanting to watch it ever since it came out. oh wait i know. it was during the freaking exams last year. bah.anyway, so i rented it out today and i didn't really have any mega huge expectations for it. but my GOD, if i did, it would have blown it way out of proportion. it was so GOOD! the script was

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i was sitting in an empty LRT yesterday after finishing my last paper to meet my friends for dinner before i realised that at that moment, for the first time in months, i actually felt contented. contented as in the inner sigh kind where you wish that time could stop right there and then because you're not burdened by some silly impending deadline or reponsibility or disaster and there's no one

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BEV CAME BACK! so the PLC finallyfinally went out to welcome her before she flies off to aust to finish up her 2nd-year there (and partly as an excuse to distract the nus pple from mugging cos EXAMS IN TWO freaking WEEKS). somehow we always end up doing the weirdest things, like singing off-key on a park bench, scaring PDA couples away by screaming "WOI. GET A ROOM LA". oh wait. i think that was

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i can't believe Michael Johns got eliminated.like what the hell is wrong with America. seriously seriously.right from the audition round when he sang the ultra difficult Bohemian Rhapsody, already it shouted TALENT. freaking nonsense larh these voters. i wish they could just stop voting for Rachel Katie Lee Cook 'cos she kinda reminded me of Katherine McPhee- pretty but with so-so voice. it's

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i'm THIS much to losing it.i just can't can't its way over my head i can't do this i just can't i can'tface in handshands in faceshit just plug it plugplugitplug stop please i stop it plug stopand then it just flows and flows and flows and flowshow now how.

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voyager by ~feal "You stupid great lump of a girl."I dream at night of whispered sand,of camel trains and Samarkand."No one will ever hold your hand."I see visions of ancient hallswhere tapestry lovers tryst on walls.Where passion waits impatiently,with hasty strides for sight of me."You're so lazy!"I have sailed on a lotus flower,stolen gold from Persian towers."You never do anything"I have

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i've only seen a couple (by a couple i really mean TWO) of my baby pics so far but while they were trying to dig up baby pics for my cousin's birthday, they found this: me with the cousin. it's so freaking funny i wanted to die laughing. gosh. i think when my mother went to Japan at 21yrsold, she was harbouring secrets of her future daughter becoming a geisha so she wallop that much of baby

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please help me post a comment on http://thatasianfoodproject.wordpress.comIT'S IMPORTANT FOR MY SOUTHEAST ASIAN PROJECT WHICH IS LIKE WORTH 30% OF MY TOTAL SCORE. SO PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE COMMENT.thanksthanks!

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stupid flu bug. now my whole family's infected- me, my sis, my ma, my grandpa. my dad's the only survivor since he doesn't get home til late. and what makes things worse is that my projects are due and my midterms for brain-numbing bio is on sat morning. (only a science mod would force people to come to sch on saturdays. and after a public holiday at that. seriously nothing better to do la these

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unexpectationsnumber one: i honestly half-expected The Leap Years to be a total waste of money and be full of crappy pretentious cardboardy acting. BUT it was pretty good. wong li lin was surprising. the bestfriendsforever scenes made me cringe because 4women being mashed together and expected to giggle like schoolgirls is no fun for anyone. and no girl talks to her bestfriends like that.

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the thing that struck me when we visited the poorest places in Hougang was that although on the outside the HDB blocks were really nicely painted with hues of cheerful blues and yellows, it was really different once we got inside. the one-room flats were so tightly packed that the corridors were incredibly dark with just one opening at each end that gave any clue that it was broad daylight

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"Everybody is different. You know something? We are different but alike too. But I'm not you and you're not me. We are special in our own way. We think different things. We feel different things. We know different things and we do different things."-Charlotte, K2

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YASMIN AHMADhttp://www.yasminthestoryteller.blogspot.com/she's actually taller than me.even though i've watched Sepet 36462843 times, its always different every single time. like there'ld always be the oh-i-never-noticed-that-before moments. and watching it with a roomful of like-minded people plus seeing the director LIVE, in person, answering the age-old questions ("who picked up the bloody

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weirdly enough, that Queen song's really calming. and yes, the ending makes me laugh crazily to myself in public. oh mama mia mama mia let me go! man, i can really embarrass myself really bad sometimes. -laughsi picked up a parenting magazine the other day for erm research purposes and immediately the mama shop uncle looked at my tummy. so i thought "uncle, my tummy i know very big after i makan

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valentines day yesterday was made more obvious by the crowded walkways on campus with people trying to buy overpriced flowers, chocolates, shoes, clothes, bags etc on their 'loved' ones (and on themselves). the blaring of the love songs over the speakers (i heard "My Love" by Westlife at least 5 times) and the sudden mushrooming of couples stuck to each other and blocking the corridors.. it was

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okay. so in all honesty, "Bohemian Rhapsody" is really difficult to listen to because there's just simply SO MANY things to listen to. i admire the way Freddie Mercury's voice seems so effortless. the only other time that i heard this song sung the way it should have been sung was on American Idol auditions where there was this guy who blew me away with his rendition. and i think one of the other

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the more i watch korean dramas, the more i have this intense desire to get on the next plane to seoul and marry the first korean boy i see. and eat KIMCHI. and have barbequed beef. and answer the phone with "Kamsayo? Kamsayo?!". and wishing to have roundround apple round cheeks.oh. my mother and some of my friends are getting worried. no prizes for guessing about what. yes i know the clock is

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it's for when christina was left at the altar. i say good riddance to that silly man. you so deserve better lah.The storm is coming but I don't mind.People are dying, I close my blinds.All that i know is I'm breathing now.I want to change the world...instead I sleep.I want to believe in more than you and me.But all that I know is I'm breathing.All i can do is keep breathing.All we can do is keep

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the suayness! haiyahhh. ):right then. scratch number 3.i KNEW something like this would happen. i'm like cursed when it comes to module bidding. this is exactly why i don't dabble in investments. totally proves that my predictions are lousy. and don't ask me to buy 4D either. i'm cursed. CURSED! oh please let this be a good year. please please.

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things that make me happy.1. GREY'S ANATOMY.2. GONG YOO on COFFEE PRINCE3. LESS painful module bidding this sem4. my sister actually BUYING a birthday cake for little old me.5. watching Across the Universe with some of my favourite people6. FRONT on Arts Central7. rainy days. and cats. preferably not together.8. reading Sarah Dessen's The Truth About Forever for the 983746329 time. 9. corny but

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by pink-and-overrated"Joy is what happens to us when we allow ourselves to recognize how GOOD things really are." -Marianne Williamson

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and Alhamdulillah. got B- for that level 2 (insert frantic screaming here) Total War mod. at least better than a C. hahah.

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I LOVE THIS."Our children are colour blind. Shouldn't we keep them that way?"-Yasmin Ahmad, Directorenough said.GO WATCH LA!Percintaan Tan Hong Ming (Tan Hong Ming in Love)

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it just occured to me that my blog turned FOUR YEARS OLD two days ago. it followed my writing er phases- from happy-go-lucky sMaLl CaPs BiG CaPS phase (see Dec 2003 archives. actually. no. DON'T see the archives. your eng wld be influenced by my bad eng. oh crap. too late.) to the now slightly more cynical jaded cryptic but enlightening (i hope) entries. each blogskin that i've collected over the

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~krapfenhow much do i love sleepovers? well duh. (:sleep shmleep, i get to spend the rest of the time with you three. so. i'm happy. haha. simple as it should be.+i've crossed the deserts for milesswam water for timesearching places to finda piece of something to call minei'm movingi'm comingcan you hear, what i hearit's calling you my dearout of reach-Pure Shoresi want it to be alright to just

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..here is the deepest secret nobody knows(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars aparti carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)-ee cummings

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why the hell did he put it as a level 2 module when clearly it's harder than that?seriously. seriously!

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you have good brains, steady pocket money, no dire family situation to speak of, can afford to go to the gym, go shopping every single freaking week- YOU don't have to worry about how your parents would afford to pay the bills, whether we'll be surviving without electricity for the next two days, whether there'll be a day when your parents get hauled off to court, how much you have to skimp and

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is it possible to be smart AND stupid?YES.bbrhrakhduhiothdjkshrnflnslhtnfbattle of dien bien phu, asean, seato, nato, gender disparity, caste hierarchy, globalisation, media, karma[happy early birthday to sylvia! and shuwen i owe you TWO presents now!]

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SCREAMSI'M NEVER TAKING A MODULE WITH THAT MAN AGAIN.'m having mini panic attacks every half hour when i keep thinking about how much i haven't cram through for that damn thing which i'm praying to scrape through (oh please let me get a nice little C so i don't have to think about doing extra modules to pull up my gpa) and then if the next semester something else SCREWS the bidding system i'm

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edit: before i forget completely. happy birthday weihao & weishan!I know I KNOW. NOT AGAIN. I have this thing that I do before proper major exam mugging, that is to persevere through a book that would normally bore me tears. Surprise, surprise, I've never read Pride&Prejudice without wanting to murder Jane Austen with her long-windedness (Austen's fans are gonna murder me for this. Sorry Sylvia.

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my mom, who still has not grasp the concept of the internet (she hates it) was hogging the computer for 5hrs straight yesterday playing solitaire which i guiltily taught her to play to get her from complaining about my pig sty of a room. she's since moved on to freecell and hearts. thank goodness she has to work else she might end up like that korean guy last year who dropped dead from exhaustion

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