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how long has this been? so much has happened in four years. I stopped writing in three. closed off my world from the rest in two.pictures say a thousand words and actions speak louder than words. I have nine thousand nine hundred ninety nine words to go.after Monday - maybe I will.

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Post and Postscriptsnew blog--> limqihui.blogspot.com-WHAT THE BLOODY FFFFFFFFFFF! POSTSCRIPT: STUPID BLOGGER. i upgraded my account and now i can't POST a new entry. i can only EDIT past entries. at this rate, i'm gonna have to have a new address. and this would SUCK becos i've become so attached to this one sigh. ARGH.-AND AND TAUFIK HIDAYAT STRUCK ASIAN GOLD! put off THREE game points from his

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Marcy's last papermy lecturer carelessly collected what i thought would stand a good shot at an A and virtually ignored my timid "Thanks Dr." Instead of welling up with emotion at the joy of freedom ahead, i shrunk back into my seat and shrivelled up into a decayed leaf. I could not very well have been a Nicole, Vanessa, or Rachel. A 'Marcy' should do it. 'Marcy' speaks of a bespectacled four

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Aseven though i've gotten more a's this sem for my tests and assignments than any of my previous semesters, it still seems like i'm going to fail everything!! swell ain't it. exams are so tough. and today's paper went like SAI. SIGH. pun. hurhur.LAST PAPER TOMORROW. oh God when have I felt such agony.

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the wishing awayi keep thinking that my next paper at 5pm today will be the last paper.aching with the preparation and moaning away the throbs of anxiety, i suddenly feel shooting pangs of exhilaration at the days of freedom ahead, then check myself just in time to remember that it is still not over yet.i have another paper tomorrow. for goodness sake I cannot take this much longer. my whole body

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oh me oh myi've received tonnes of emails asking useless questions but none ever ever bid. forget it. auction's off.drained by yesterday's paper, I kept going on and on about how much i'd studied for this paper and how i'd kill myself if i don't get an a for this module. then pok commented in his usual way how I never do study much anyway and all I did for the past few weeks was watch tv, eat and

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i miss you most at christmas timehello, I wish exams didn't contain us so. We have Confucius and the few thousand years of Imperial examinations in China to thank for. and I wish I wasn't leaving so soon. Is it any wonder.. I will cry; you know this. Don't say be strong. It almost always encourages otherwise. I will take a scent of you, a strand of hair, your voice in a seashell, and check them

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up up and away"this is houston. do you read me. hello?" hahhaha!hello houston texas i will see you in less than two months time, and after that it's a crazy reunion with the hc pals :)and so again i've found another reason to delay studying. Here i am stressing over airline tickets, preparing other relevant documents and surfing online shops for awesome boots and jackets.yay!

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catharsis and confessioni've been posting almost everyday for the past one week or so. i gather it's the denial mechanism nudging against the build-up towards the exams. oh sigh, whine, pout and whimper. can i ever be stellar-feller, well maybe, all my life i've never tried so hard to work towards the top. I'm the sort that works just enough to scrape by with respectable grades because i don't

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names in a bagi suddenly thought of the cute little thingamachick of a dee pok bought for me a while back. searched my room before i found the little thing hiding in e original paperbag. yay, so cute, i want to wear to school tomorrow!so anw pok and i have been thinking of a name for it. or is it he? she? hmm the first thing that came to both our minds was Chickadee. it really looks like a

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3 inches uphi this is a reminder to self that i'd probably like nue shoes for christmas. Just one awesome solid pair of heels, and i'd wear em to death.

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early bird needs more sleephello darlings! pseudo surprise breakfast date had a glitchy start because pok said he was coming at 8am, not that i know the time hello it's a SURPRISE. so ok 8am it was and i even joked lightly just before he put down the phone last night that he'd better do something unpretty to make himself wake up early cos i wouldn't want to give him a wakeup call to remind him

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insisting gets you no wherei'm a stupid woman. I kept insisting pok pick me up from town around late morning-ish because of some errands i needed to run.pok kept insisting i do em another day.i insisted otherwise.in the end i spoilt my own surprise because he actually wanted to pick me up early from home for an early breakfast.DAMNIT!!!! $%#$@$#@%nevermind. i will go to sleep now and pretend i

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i must be boredi bought myself suspenders last week on impulse and now i'm deliberating whether i should wear em to school tomorrow, as well as meditating if i should type in short form like dis or spell em out like that. Back to suspenders, they look rather O.K from the front, but i didn't count on the back clip pulling up my jeans so high my crotch area seems a good one metre shorter. so anw, i

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damn long but damn shortI AM THE MOST FUCKING SMARTEST GIRL IN THE WHOLE WIDE BEEEEG WORLD!!! from a retest date in february, to january this morning, i came online on a flimsy whim just 5 mins ago and saw an opening for 20th dec and i took it!!!!!!!!!!it was the fucking biggest heart attacking wait in the span of less than 4.11 seconds. first risking my january date by cancelling it first before

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i heart foodi woke up this morning to find sushi and a packet of famous amos on the dining table for me hur hur. parents really do lub us alot yes? lotsa failure sympathy going around. it grates your nerves sometimes, but when it takes the form of food, surprise surprise, i lub famous amos alot alot,

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strike three out!pok knows i'm selfish when it comes to food i really love. it pains me seeing the last morsel go to their demise in his somethingsomething; not just him but everyone else too.i chanced upon websites which have spawned a shopping spree-ing frenzy again sigh. and i found a dash of music that tastes like this:A swedish summer solstice meeting caribbean island blues with a dash of

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my two loveshehe i dug these out from older posts. cute no?

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A wish in a stockingI have decided to post a wish-list as a cunning and subtle means by which i inform others available options suitable to spreading good christmas cheer.1. Bring me go-karting. Somebody hasn't fulfilled this promise yet.2. Write me little nice poems, enlightening quotes, words that border on the sublime and mail em, slip em under my door, or tie them to Russ's collar, whatever;

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A dog looks like his owneri just brought russ out for a walk. his shit is stinky, almost human. he had a good clean bath today but what smart-ass clever thing did he do, but to pee and walk all one leg into the yellowing fizzly puddle. now what appears to be made by a one legged dog are quirky paw prints plunging suicidal in all directions.i like looking down at him while he trots around by my

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guilty pleasuresmy next three damn essays. quite stressed. oh yes.now, just photos galore. the entire family on my dad's side went to raffles hotel for high tea just this afternoon. it was then i realised how big the interior really is. so of course me, the budding artistic photographer that i am, took lovely shots of our national monument. and i've gone back to watching figure skating. in other

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lubas sea meets shoreas pen to paperas lightning gives way to thunderso am i your raging tempest, and you my lighthouse beacon.

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the problem with problemsproblems with the sport, with my exchange application, with tests, with deadlines and scores not meeting expectations.The cracks are starting to show. the apogee is giving way to the steady slope downwards. The time when everything was going so well seems far behind in the gloom.Everything is against me. Circumstances, and the Makers of circumstances.It's not so bad now

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plateausin a word, sian.The haze thickens and mazes round us. A cottonwool of dark air, penetrating, lingering in cracks and crannies. Objects' shapes are blurred and remain floated in it. A cottonwool. A region swathed in it. Not so much of its heaviness, but a lightweight air that's now visible. argh it's irritating.in a word, sian.I want to take up another sport. lack of improvement motivates

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night spurtssomeone once said that she has never encountered the most extreme class of people, ie poor invalid people sprawling on the ground in dear old singapore. Sure we have blind buskers and aged people who collect cardboards at night, but they all look perfectly self-sufficient to her.Her friend went, "ah, that's because your not looking in the right places. Modes of transport, roads,

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Mooniepok called a mooncake a moonpie. hahahahahhahahahahaha!!

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Those lights, those lightsand they say an idea that projects such strong emotion ie love, is that which can never be articulated. on the contrary, i just did. And then you strip it down, and all we have are ideas. Ideas. Ideas of the perfect chair, the perfect table in Plato's case. Things that start out as ideas are churned out as, as.. well i don't quite know how to put it.is love really then,

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Renderingi've come to realise i'm not a very good judge of character when it comes to first impressions. I'm starting to realise i behave increasingly like a relative of mine and that scares me.A particular uncle on the other hand, is always generous with help. Most of the time, he doesn't need you to ask for it. That's such a big difference. In other terms, of course, mom used to say, "there are

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this wednesday we will playi want to mambo this week!!!! so i can have new bets of bags and dances and more interesting stories for others to tell behind my back.HAH. right, peace. let's make a joke out of this.I want to mambo leh! any takers?

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laying to rest too many timescaveat: I'm sorry i keep adding onto and editing this post. But since it's a postscript, it's supposed to carry all my afterthoughts. Even after the afterthoughts. allow me my postscript, the afterthought of an afterthought. i've kept quiet and silent through these months, long enough to weather the repercussions and the grievances i'd bottled up inside. i hope people

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the wappy daythe wappy day was spent watching forbidden city. wasn't very impressed. but i finally got a chance to hone my makeup skills. It really is very bad. Pok even wanted to engage a friend to help me with some makeup courses.i told him "you siao ah. i will learn myself."I really do want to write a commentary on the musical but i'm too sleepy to think. But, watching The Sound of Music the

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why hello bimbo and hong

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sleepily sincerei really lub my pok. in more ways than one. in more ways than some.

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crazy fridayrain, slush, mud, thunder, cracks, umbrellas which stained their pink red onto my thumbs, and an idiot who stole my cab in the crash of rainy slingshots. i could have whacked him with the umbrella after i'd hollered hysterically at him. Only he took off and walked further up the road so he could be away from me, and still catch the cab before me.like WTF. needless to say i was there

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validated whingingbleah. today felt like a long goodbye. =( sometimes i wish all work and no play doesn't really manifest itself so much in all our lives. it's crazy to be held by the yoke, and to the grindstone by work all the time. measured in terms of work, how much work, what kind of work. argh it's unnatural.In the words of the famous one half of the Gastineau Girls on Channel E!, "i just

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i miss hwachong and uniformsi'm re-reading my old notes of Heaney in preparation for another presentation tomorrow. I did it for A's which explains why i'm rather reluctant to start preparing right now. So then i chanced across an old test essay of mine entitled "The Itsy Bitsy Teeny Heaney Yellow Polka Dot Bikini Test". What a cute name for a boring test. And who better to think of it than my

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thrillskoped some photos from hong. realised i never did post any photos on our wakeboarding thingamabomb. ah well.

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The Future's Pastwould you believe me when i saywe used to spend the summerin the fields where we would play.catcheroo and times you swung me high. did you notice how high i cried.Would you believe me if i saidyou wrote a letter or twoand declared our souls rang true.you believe it now,would you believe it then?Would you believe me if i toldthe truth about tomorrow.That we're few years too

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more years less fearsi once paid $20 for a cd, and only because i liked this one particular song in it. I still think it lovely. "Cold Enough to Snow" by Jennifer Warnes.one spends the first half of their life longing for wafts of inspiration, thin visions of escapisms. i used to write poems, in my old blog. Not that they were any good, but they were sincere hobbles through words and worlds i

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Soap SudsRuss and my cousin look so cute together in the photo. I've no photos of Russ playing the happy lolling domesticated dog, scampering around the yard with the sprinklers on with little children and licking them to death. This is perhaps the only one. He took it himself. The very act itself authenticates it thus. I had no hand in it whatsoever. Too many things are contrived, even for

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one fine dayI've been all around the worldMarching to the beat of a differentDrum.But just lately I haveRealisedThe best is yet to come.and yet everything's going so well.It's one fine day indeed. A fine day to feel exultantly happy. A fine day to slip through the crags.It's a fine day for anything and everything.and everything IS going so well.

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char's going

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the gatheringjust thrills

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maplestoryi can't sleep. and all the world's asleep. which, if you think about it, isn't really true. It just makes great amateur waxing lyrical on my part.Right, and here i am wondering what life will be like should my exchange application be approved. four months in Canada. now there's dislocation for you.Returning to an imagined past. There, i've said it. I feel all singaporean and none

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watching Titanic! hohoi like tuesday nights. Because i have no school on wednesday and Video Ez declares tuesday a 1 for 1 dvd rental ladies night.

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can't eat your cakeLately the pages of life have been smooth-sailing; and the hands that dictate movement and reading have stayed when the pages should be stayed, and flipped, when they should hazard by fast. I feel i should thank God, (and already have) for the trivialities of pleasure. everything has been going so well i dare not whisper out my thank you's too soon for fear the level lake

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almost nearly there

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Say it like you mean iti think it very affected behaviour to go round yelling "yo bitch", "biatch", "slut" and whatever variations one may have in lieu of these, to a friend. i find it downright unnecessary and utterly repulsive especially when a girl calls another girlfriend that in sport, fun, jest, whatever.It reminds me of a scene in a movie where a basketball coach chastises his

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Desire's only desire when it's outofreachMy mom said if she sold all her stuffed chickens today she'd get me this awesome retro cheongsam. So all her staff were in on it; from the waiters to the kitchen boy, all needed to sell the last two stuffed chickens so that boss's daughter can get her dress.I have to thank two particular waiters of ours. To sell the last chicken, one of them practically

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an air of silencei've been trying ways and means to describe that kind of cold, dreaded alienation. Once i wrote in diaryland about how the deserted streets of punggol was like a stake through the heart. desolate, cold, devoid of life, humanity. It is scary, that kind of feeling. And i think i finally know how to convey it. imagine yourself at home, but all forms of life gone, washed away, like

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bombompok is angry. oh nooooo, not angry he says, merely disappointed. that i spent all my allowance on shopping today. :(i am getting quite the music from him. Thus, contingency plans have been drawn and various debts been called in to finance the monetary shortage. i even have to dig up my various foreign currencies so i can go to the money changer tomorrow and cash in some haha. er oops.sorry

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sweet emotionTook a ride back to my childhood yesterday. My parents sold this house when i was 8 but i remember sitting at the living room watching re-runs of Disney's Valentine on tape while the movers walked in and out carrying all our furniture out till the sofa was gone. And still i refused to budge, and sat on a mouldy stool infront of the tv, till mom came teary-eyed and made me vacate our

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The stick was infinitely betteri forgot sunsets over the east. truly, sunsets are as different between east and west as are sunrises. I rode a train back to childhood memories, tactile and synaesthetic. oddly unfamiliar familiars, and vice versa. tangerine sky, delicious fields and 3D houses march side by side. I forgot evenings out on the porch, the minor roads out, playing badminton, flying

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wentworthyi don't see why an overrated diva like Mariah Carey whose fat enough to contain her unnecessary diva-like behaviour gets to hold the hand of Wentworth Miller in her music video, The Emancipation of Mimi, and i don't. Anyway it should be the Emaciation of Mimi la given her size, pee yoo.i've been hooked on a new series, way better than The O.C, One Tree Hill, Smallville yada yada. i

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those momentsi love those moments. i like to wave at them as they pass by. there comes a time when u have to do the right thing. I was thinking of moments when you surpassed my expectations and became greater than i thought you were. I think i've found it.you know as the years roll by, we probably wouldn't remember much of ourselves. But the funny thing is, we'd remember the really trivial and

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A personal statementi have to write a personal statement for an application to an overseas university on an exchange program.Frankly i've been abit out of touch with writing testimonials and personal statements and references. A check with an old folder revealed i have at least a template to work with (thank God), but that was my letter to the unis in the UK written during my A levels.And then it

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i'm lovedand i got hong's present/presents. yay i have a webbie named after me. i like all of em oh so much, i'm thinking of changing blog address if possiblehere's a quick peek of her poem on the new webbie.here

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pok is lovedsomething quotable"i hope you don't love me less because i was late today, just like i don't love you less cos you left biscuitcrumbs in my car."haha.

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Photoesi can finally tick off one of the list on my to-do's. wakeboarding!!! (psst! can we finally rollerblade next week ah honghong?) photos will be uploaded asap. And i have lotsa advice for virgin wakeboarders. 1. Never wear bikinis unless yours are super crazy tight2. Keep that mouth close. Don't fricking smile even if you manage to stand up on the first try. Say it with me now "The Sea (Soup

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jolly goodBut Anyway, Happy Birthday To Me.

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turn twennie todayso i turn twennie today. rather old. where do twenty years of your life pass you like that. and how. aiyoh, nevermind, yesterday we counted down to my birthday at mambo hurhur. i always blamed the government for my birthday. School term never failed to start right smack in my birthday week just after the june holidays. I even had one rather dismal prelims one year on my birthday

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Hues of Hong KongThis best sums up the trip. Magnificent lights, lovely food, even better company. We tried to gym in the hotel. and here's a luminous photo of the pool at night. Top floor sky roof overlooking the city and persian tents. What a great place to have a pool in i say! and that's how pok bought his very first aviator shades. by noticing it left a big hole. in his pockets, and on the

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Meandering alongon nights like these i feel like i could go on writing forever. But it is also on nights like these where writing gets harder. So much to say, so much to convey, but again, inadequate. Inadequate are my words, insufficient is the effort. It is on nights like these where my heart tremors through the smoke surrounding, yearns to be understood, while the hand, trembling with the

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Wait a year or twoi drew up a long list of to-do's, packing, shopping, sightseeing lists for the HongKong trip this friday. I even tabulated how to get from here to there to there, the street names of where to shop, what i want to buy specifically, how i want to spend a nice romantic dinner with pok up at The Peak overlooking Victoria Harbour.Suddenly i don't feel like going. So i sigh and wonder

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A faux artisti like reading other people's blogs. i like seeing the usual "don't read this if you don't like this but it's my blog i'll say/do anything i want so fuck off bitch" or the common "you don't know me so don't even think of saying jackshit" entries. i know it sounds condescending to smile and tell myself: haven't we heard this all before. What's new? Nothing is. Nobody gives a damn

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more photosyum the chef and his creations, other random girly stuff. no time to write, no time no time. but i will say this. there was marathon watching of dvds; with girls and pokpok too. i really love chickflicks. i think the best kind of emotions are the kind you never really speak of, but feel so deeply.sigh, the days go by so fast.

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poppok!just photos.ps. Black pepper chicken tastes better when eaten. Jacob's Cafe at Changi Village. i know it's rather far, but it's a good time for a nice night drive with your friends to be food critics for a day. Plus my mom gives discounts if you give good tips.

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pimp his ridepokpok's new car arrived yesterday. i wanted to jump up and down wave pompoms for him in his room when he came back with his spanking new ride. but i was stoned infront of his tv and i felt like sleeping and i was bored being left alone by myself. yeah, i actually planned to make a big hullabaloo since his so excited, tsk, boys being boys, but i didn't, sorry pok.still, i sat in the

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strong wordsWhen you're the best of friendsHaving so much fun togetherYou're not even aware, you're such a funny pairYou're the best of friendsLife's a happy gameYou could clown around foreverNeither one of you sees, your natural boundariesLife's one happy gameIf only the world wouldn't get in the wayIf only people would just let you playThey say you're both being foolsYou're breaking all the

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Life is Beautifulnine of us started out on this trip, but i am convinced each of us brought home different things to share. And now i laugh to myself and wonder where on earth to start. we arrived expecting luxurious resorts, beautiful sunkissed sea-farers and a beach teeming with touristy life. We were met with a simple resort, a beach sparsely populated with more deck chairs than people (

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Redang and More

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I've Got the World on a StringOh the good life, it hangs on two strings, swinging on an upsidedown rainbow of a hammock.Trip to Redang was lovely, more photos up soon.

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Hell hath no fury like a womanand in the world of blogdom, bloggers would know that DaphneTeo queen of bullshit has returned to public blogging, meaning public showoff. we all know we shouldn't take people like her who blog seriously, but it gets on your nerves when they are so ignorantly stupid and enjoying it so. "i'm not blogging publically but now my life is perfect i just want to share it

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responsibilitiesi really liked the new MI:3 movie. the part where tom cruise and his wife-to-be cried, actually they cry throughout the movie la uh, i thought to myself bravo, these people sure can act.but almost immediately i sensed the cheapening of experience and emotion. if all of human condition can be expressed and portrayed on film, what is left then? and just at that moment, the wife said

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hmmmthe holidays are boring. i need a job, need the money more than anything. sigh. because i went on a shopping rampage with bimbo president and hong. there was this vintage flea market which i thought esoteric but i was wrong because The Straits Times ran an article on it the very day before the event which pissed me off. first the music, now the clothes, thanks ah really. lazy for words,

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heteroglossiait's hard to say "i'm fuming mad" when the tide of anger has subsided. hard for resurgence, hard to recall, hard to pinpoint where and when and how it started.the different social roles we play. Friend, enemy, lover, brother, superior, public figure, private person. hard to reconcile. between love, hate and anger lies the difference, and the difference spells a void. The void: doubt,

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yumyum!pokpok spent $125 on a new leather case just for his ipod!! what the... -_-i can never understand guys. i could buy the new summer collection of Bobbi Brown with $125, numerous pieces of accessories, shoes, go wakeboarding, buy myself a new bikini and have money to spare to take a cab to sentosa with $125!!!!!!!! or i could simply save the money up to buy myself a new car in the future or

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your songmy dad and uncle bought a car for the eldest cousin.i'm not really jealous though my dad tried to appease me with promises of the future. neither my cousin nor i deserves one, but i hope this will finally be the turning point in his 24 years of life. enough sloth.up on your feet young man, up on your feet sir. the whole world's a stage, and your up next.today was spent in reasonable

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Pok Chui came across a friend's blog who was perpetuating PAP's reach for a strong mandate by saying how we should look at the trains and buses that run on time, the cleanliness, the safety etc etc. in other words, attributing what should be the working demographic's credit, yet again to the elite. so we have universal suffrage she says, i say so what?Fine, i get the point, don't bite the hand

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POK LA!oh the agony of one short day. the hours fly by but the rotation of the stupid earth chugs on in a choochoo train.chug-a-chug-chug. now's my turn to experience the excruciatingly torturous day wait before the beginning of freedom. heavy are my lids, drained is my strength, and sitting high in the sky on Level 11th of the National Library isn't helping. so clinically white are the walls,

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waiting for the goaheadok the penultimate paper was done today and the prospects of boring holidays with nothing much to do whatsoever looms up ahead. last paper on friday but i can't bring myself to study anymore. i'm hoping i can be some sort of tooth fairy and bring money, milo, munchies and most importantly me (hurhur), for pokpok while he studies for his exams coming june. i'm not all that

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the warring statesexams means war.kick ass or get kicked?i think get kicked.

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Elton John says gays must unite!and he also says gays must make friends with anti-gays.Gay Vibes Here!i hate exams

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Call Me IrresponsibleYou forgot to give me a wake up call in the morning.You were late on our first dateYou made us miss our first cinematic experience because you had to help cook for a friend's party.You left ilynn and i to our own devices at that very party.You thought you lost your gym membership card so i had to call up the manager to schedule an appointment.You left me alone last minute at

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hackneyedthe word 'ironic' has become so cliched. everything is ironic nowadays. expressions range in a myriad: from depicting complex incongruities to simple teenage angst. So we use it all the time now, virtually ubiquitous; for almost anything and everything.Boring.i wish i could invent another word in lieu of the former's mounting universality. brucadility! haha i just made that up. haiyah i

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J-the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak. Dear You, of all people you should know, you should know.so how do i write this without coming off as superficial.I want to come back. But i'm tired of saying it, as you are, probably tired of hearing it.Lover of my soul, King of my heart, my friend in high places. Why could i love you then with much fervour? Then seems long ago and faraway.i'll just

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bursting cloudsdrooping clouds, raindrops weighing, and the dark dark air pressing against the windows. and it's exams time again. and it's raining again. and everytime it rains and i'm cosied up by myself i think of this.because when it rains, somehow you start believing in newness again.

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have a break, have a weiweiso here i am, armed with Cleo Magazine, (i'm been a faithful reader since my days in nanyang), and hoping do to some sort of wishlist. since hong has one, i wanna have one too!!!! haha.. ok that was my attempt at whiney self-justification.So here goes in no particular order.disclaimer: it's kinda pretty long1. More time. so i can sleep/watch tv/read/shop... the works2.

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the big ZEROHappy birthday to you happy birthday to you happy birthday to HONKYTONKY (sorry just made that up last minute, i think it suits you though HAHA) HAPPY BIRTHDAY ToOOoooOOOO YOU-UUUUUUUUU!!yay lublub to the best bf in the whole wideeee world

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So Happy Together Toowatched a play today. it's funny a guy can be just as trigger whore as a girl but oh well. we went equinox and took some nice shots of the skyline at night. have i told you i think cityhall is the most romantic urban landscape you can plonk yourself in Singapore? Yes i have :) but it would have been better if they played good ole oldies instead of hiphop. just very

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so happy togetherLet the photos do the walking and the talking.

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Half Rhymesi was thinking about blue today too. and black black! what a nice coincidence :)Blue, the tinge which colours the cleanest white and deepest black.nicely done.i've got tickets to the Rugby Sevens and a play tomorrow at the Esplanade.i wish it'll always stay the penultimate day but never the ultimate. so i can always linger in the slight thrill of anticipation. the act of fulfilment

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Retro Chici love my wapple!! i can steal moosic from other people's lappies haha. and i download mambo mix from some fella. i want mambo! boo.. i hate exams. me you and you and you and more you's.. about ten of us, mambo-ing on the dancefloor yay! haha i'm in the library now, two essays due tomorrow and i feel like getting up and dancing on the table. maybe everybody will start dancing with me

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i lub bimbo day!this is my tribute to one of nature's best bimbo ever. the Ouster, The Queen, The Bimbo Whatever! char char has had her poor ears screamed into by me over the phone, laughed at my lame jokes, stood up for me in e face of detractors and romanticised and screamed and wriggled her way with me through quite a few years of school, life, work, love and sentosa trips and clubbing nights

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i'm happiest on weekendshe thinks this is artistic and so do i hur hur. and i think his head looks damn big like the mushroom cloud of an atomic bomb but ssshhhhh HAHAHAHA let's not tell him shall we.right, back to essay. sigh. the weekend seems so long away. found old birthday presents and old hwachong and rugby photos. they've found their rightful place on my study table. what's life after

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Yum is pinkmy morning sunmy moon,and afternoon.my midnight songmy dawn,and pink crayon.:) YAY. pack up the moon,dismantle the sun,what for? yououtshine them any time. happy are my thoughtssweetest are my sighslovely is your lovethe one i keep in mine.

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reprievetook down that extemporous provocative post. i admit it was very ill-timed and uncalled for. Yesterday was a trying day and i vented my frustration. It is my blog, if i can't say what i feel, it defeats the purpose. But then again, it didn't make me more in the right, and i see that now. the morning sun clears away the clouds of misjudgment and anger.so there. i admit it was unnecessary.

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pootSian. life has too many bus stops. :(

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more photosand as promised..

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Ritzy Glitzy and all that jazzwhat a fabulous magical weekend. i love ritz carlton, i love breakfast in bed, i love fluffy pillows clean laundered sheets and plush bedroom slippers. our saturday night spilling into a sunday kind of love. love songs warming the wintry heart, god, how could i ever know what i wrote in my previous post could come true. so so true.i think the best part was

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