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okaye. this is less crappy than the others.
and something just made my day. :)
" oh no..."
updated.
these days, the skies just doesnt seem as overcast as before. it has never felt better , knowing that with each and every morning that i wake up to, i am in control, in control of how the day's going to be, in control of my own emotional, and mental wellbeing, and how, if i want to, i can make a difference.
With a smile to a stranger, by sharing an umbrella on stormy evenings,by picking my mum up at the station after her work,it's with these that i know , i am not alone. it feels good knowing , that with every step that i take, i have someone right beside me.
then, it's also got to be you. The things that you do that make me smile,the silly things that you say and how you will always be so happy and laugh, all without restraints ,without a single strand of pretense.
i guess it's been a long while since i have met anyone that's as genuine and free , with his thoughts and emotions , like a child.
thank you to mum, to gun,zhong, mich, elvin, rightie , gregori, kennethphua, and dennis. for everything.for being around, and simply for all the mindless, fulfilling, conversations we have over the various mediums.
:)
stay I. 
stay II.
stay III.
okaye .
fucking shit.
i am extremely annoyed and peeved now.
i think i just screwed up my taxation paper really badly.
i have gotten B+ for the projects in all my other mods, but i doubt they wld be enough to mitigate today's damage. or to even save my burning ass now.
how how how.
then all the late nights and everything else is killing my skin. then there are also days where i have clean forgotten abt lunch and dinner , so that leaves me with only corn flakes and milk the entire day.
so good. now cigs and cornflakes have become my staples.
can i also say fagging on empty stomach kills you? i dont know but yr tummy starts feeling funny and you feel like puking all the time? yes. yr skin also starts to shrivel and become so oily, you can fry your sunny side ups and the horror begins, you start having acne for the first time in a long while.
okaye. xx a night is no joke. the strains are showing on my skin, tummy and wallet. i think i need more than 5 reservoirs of water to purge all that evil inside.
okaye now i am worried. major detoxification now, please.
sighs.
look at the eyebags and look how tired i am. and this was taken 3 weeks ago. now the eyebags are triplefold its size.
and
sat is my sis's wedding and i have yet to do my shoppin too.
i dont know.
i am thinking of shutting down one of my blogs. it's a chore maintaining 2 . one's full of randomshite. which is this one here? haha!
and 'clutch' is on for the millionth time, and it's still on repeat mode. it makes me happy somehow.
i think i need to lose myself for awhile.
i think i just want to be happy.
i want to be on a free fall.
but lol. i wasnt alone. yesterday , for the first time in a long while i actually sat by the com the entire day and talked. really talked to my friends.
so first it was kian, a sargie who's into mgs, ps3 and turntables and hahaha! whose mum watches him like a vulture with safenet patrolwatch ! . the entire afternoon , was with him , on very random stuff of invisible nudger on bill gates to ,down tempo , progressive musik and ah bengs.
then came along kennethphua, a interactive media design student/model/wongcheok's bf from nus who has 10 packs including his boobies, who's totally random and wants to have prata anniversary with me over at thomson. and whom we both suspect have gay tendencies! haha!
and whom, i gotta say, is as wretched as me. fancy watching reruns of a beautiful mind on the telly. HAHA! but it was good, i think we both had a good time last night. at least, he told me i cracked him up like mad, and hmmmm. hahaha he did tickle me with his total random and out of the blue remarks.
then den came back from work. a ceramist /photographer/soldier from lasalle.
alittle passive, alittle shy who carries that tinge of melancholic aura of an artist. alittle mysterious who's always trying to predict my handwriting and birthday.alittle runaway with his words. and who's really keen and nice enough to share with me all his favs on itunes. but i think it was good. :)
i like meeting new people.
i dont know. looking back. i am glad everything's over.
it feels as if a load's off my shoulders for good. and i think i am proud of myself for not associating with him and his online medium/outlets for over a week now. i dont know. i just didnt see the need to?
aaron was the threshold. somehow. after everything, nothing hurt that bad anymore. still, i didnt regret my relationship with him . :)
i hope this is the first and the last time i will ever have regrets on social relationships. well it's not that, i hate him,i cant esp when he just doesnt mean anything anymore?
hmmm it's sunday today. and after tomorrow. everything's over, at least almost.
then i will have to start planning for my exchange prog next year.
The clouds above reflect the shape of all she's left behind.
updated.
so it's like 1/8thaismellysneakerden sent me this song, and now . and now its on my blog too.
good musik gotta be shared,no?
thank you den! :)
tis' for elthevin.
the good days in the land of saswasdee-s.
haha! still my best friend la.
the one that always talks to me till we fall asleep. :)
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it's *e on her sticks.
for now ,let's keep it down
not good .considering how the morning after , she will wake up with bouts of rash attack.
i think i need more self discipline.
exams , late nights , and binging frenzies do funny things to people.
but anyway, am really thankful to myone up there that my papers by far have been manageable, considering how i stopped going sch and how i DIDNT study at all . heh heh
after the exams, i will be back to my swimming regime and my greenies. no more junk food, no more late night binging.
then again , there will be alot of late nights. doing my stuff.
my deviantart acct's stagnant for the longest time now. they shld have a more user friendly interface.
i smell freedom in 7 days time. no it's at the tip of my tongue already. i can already taste it. mmm.
will settle my sis's wedding first and after that i am a free woman.
then maybe zoukout and butterfact.
then i will be off to cebu with eugene for the photography shoots.
then again i will probably have to do a couple of dinners with all the peeps that're back in town for vacation too.
and to all the random places that i will be exploring with mymeanmachine.
and to all mygoodpeople that i have been missing out for a long time now. chow and co. edvin. roy.rightie.mich and cyn . skye and gang. dillon.tong.leongster.
good.
then we can get this year over and done with.
shite. the japs are crazy. go watch. TEN TEN ONE! TEN TEN TWO!
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ready ? not? ready ? not?
*e's technicolour brolly. okaye. i was looking through the photos in my com!
and viola! look what i found !
hmmm. the strange things we do in college.
so anyway it kinda reminded me of the conversation i had with kennethphua the other day abt wrestling and all?
so it does happen, noe! haha!
here's to skye, and o3a01 .
for being the class that had the worse grades,attendence and discipline in peejaycee! haha!
heh heh heh and of course , for breaking and holding the record of having 19 retainees in a class?
we, the nemesis of all geog,maths and econs teachers. and that dumbfuckwomanizerloke !
03A01, The legacy of peejaycee.
and sorry i just had to blog abt this. cos i think its quite horrendous.
this bugger msged me on friendster and said "lol. hmm wadya msn ar."
ARRR your head la! ARRR somemore. i will stick a fan up yr prude ass.
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when we were 17 . 
when we were 18. tipsy nights.
when we were 19. wasted and red. haha!
when we were 20.it just gets better. :)
Happy 21st birthday,best friend.
for all the joy, tears,pain.
for all times that we grew up together
as a couple,
as a friend,
as bestfriends,
as each other's confidante
and strength.
i pray to god
for his light and love to lead you
into a eternal realm of brillant contentment
in his abundance of love
and joy.
*hugs and love. :)
woaaaah .
was looking around at photo.net.
and this's what i found .
it's inexplicable how bw photography speaks through to me. i guess it isnt abt the magnifience of the landscape itself, though i got to admit, it does contribute to the whole aesthestic effect. somehow it's the contrast between the different subjects that accentuates even the finest details of a landscape?
wah. i am like so stumped.
Towering clouds by Eirik Holmøyvik
okaye. this' s for all the good people on a dreadful monday afternoon.
the cure-friday i am in love.
hmmm okaye. i cant help but to notice how unproportionate robert smith's head is to his body. btw he's the vocalist. hmm maybe it's the video quality?
and haha! i cant help but to think of dillon when i watch this! it's just tickles me somehow!
and these days. i have been so busy researching on my mean machine ,photography and everything else, that my eyes are poppin like pop corns in the sockets.
oh well, tentatively, i am settling for these :
1. nikon d 5o + kit lens
2.SB400 flash
3. 18-70mm F3.5- 4.5.
4, battery and its adaptor
so that means that's $1.4 k down to my mean machine!
i am going to be so darn broke for a while.
so no more
1.online shoppin
2.cabbin
3.good food and drinks durin the wkends
4.partying
5.books for the holis.
6.bomb pratas
7.and everything else that makes me go :D.
sad is the girl who counts peanuts in her pocket.
sighs. who wants to be my partner in crime. we can all go rob banks together with our mums' fruit knives. :)
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tobacco sticks.
Let's conspire to ignite;
all the souls that would die just to feel alive.
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its takes more than that to illuminate the dark-
when its his shadows that linger on the lips.
WARNING !! The pictures below may be alittle too graphic for some !
esp. for 1.girls who like pink,fluffs and hellokitty .
2.weirdoes who type like tHiS WORrRrRXZXZx!!
explantory :
okaye. First and foremost, i am really not some morbid and eccentric woman who harbors fetishes of cannibalism and blood drinking on friday afternoons.
it's a fine and dandy friday and dad came back with a pig's heart from the grocer's, of which i wont ask what it's for and i wont want to know. In any case, if it's some exotic attempt to revamp friday's dinner menu, i have already lost my appetite and besides i am allergic to pork.
but i reckon i am already saving my entire household's life by messing with it.
hmm, sakura's poster paints and some chilli sauce do wonders .
so dad was asking if i did bring my keys and wallet and lo and behold.
IDEA SEYYYYY!
these bloody creative juices.
hmmm. let's all pig out this weekend, no? > ;)
p.s . i swear it's the last time i am ever touching something like that.
:: this post is for lionel koh. ::
okaye so i am back from food tasting for my sis's wedding. and i told mummy woon how this friend of mine *coughs coughs ===> LIONEL KOH thinks that both mummy and i dont look alike.
so yes, even mummywoon is feeling indignant for her daughter!
SEEEEE! i do look like my mum kaye.
how is it possible that i look like my dad?!?! wth. lionel koh.
and the tummy is exploding with all the food. so is my BMI.so yes, let's swim 40 laps tomorrow.
):
Mummy , as alittle girl, in the middle.
mummy and her good o'gran.
mummy and dad.
alright.
just climbed 120 storeys with portishead .
hell yeah.shiokness to the ultimate.
the endorphin and adrenaline rush is just what i need most now.
*waves goodbye to all.
okaye. i know i am supposed to be mugging now.
and i know i aint supposed to touch any pictures or my ps.
but.
i just had to inscribe this idea somewhere ?
this picture's still rather unpolished but let's wait till when my schedule's better.
i want my canon EOS 40d so badly.
:)
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Magistrates who spend their lives hiding their mistakes ;
They look at you and I and envy makes them cry.
byebye , oppression.
byebye , complacency.
hello , life.
hello , hope.
hello , love.
hello , mister god.
"let not your pride of today be the undoing of your tomorrow." - mummy woon.
god.
this cant be right.
i found him.
after 8 years.
oh god.
updated.
[time :21.02hr]
[song : your heart is an empty room- death cab for cutie]
bereaved.
slipped into the rough tempest night,
she runs and hide;
away from the shards of those voices,
she would scream and cry;
to plead for her insolence to the crucified,
her shadows pray to bleed and die.
let the cadavers of her being,
taint the skies when morning breaks.
let the strands of pain in her veins,
reign the reasons why she learns to hate...
mae-embers and envelopes.
WAHHHHHHHH! OMFGGGGG!
HELL YEAAAAAH! KUDOS TO MAE! :D
hmm but not the gayboys, please! O_O
