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Sunday, February 04, 2007'♥

it's a sunday morning.
i pooped once and twice within a span of 12 hours. that's a sunday M-I-R-A-C-L-E, i wld say.
i think it's got to be the gargantuan amount of food i had for dinner last night and for the past week. Seriously, think about it, when you have 8 dishes of food for a family of 4 which consists of 3 women and a man, it will be nothing but another miracle if all 3 women arent mammoth sized . well, i am on my way there now.To all but my dismay, i put on a glorious 2 kg over the month now, and the weighing scale is tipping at 44kg. Not too good , i would say, considering how petite i am and how the reality of not being not able to fit in my clothes has not quite sink into me.
Greg is nothing but a handsome pennsylvania meat loaf , i would presume. Considering how he's spending close to 3 hours in the gym. HE SHALL BE MY INSPIRATION.


I had another reality check this morning. This is from Lionel, my partner in crime.

"i think you're really an elusive creature! no phone, hardly online, always busy with work and all. I can't get hold of you at all?...."


such a blur line between elusiveness and reclusiveness. I think i am more of the latter. That's no good. It becomes a nasty habitual routine to be on your own too much, and not needing anyone for survival at all? It's being too independant, being too solitary in a social setting we all know as ' Society' and 'Community'. Greg says we are fixing ourselves so we can be better people before we can fulfill our societal roles in a family,friends and community . I think he's right. Though there are times, i think that will be a better excuse for myself to get away from everyone and anyone at all.
I cant help if my interests these days are nothing but a one party activity. But i really miss hanging out with gun, elthevin, lionel and mich.Then the prata anniversary with kenp too.

i like reading.Unless you like reading, and having tea,scones, and ritz with dips, i dont see how we can both enjoy each other's company in the afternoon.

i like photography. Havent got much photography friends, except for theboy and lionel. But all of of us are busy as we can be now. So mymeanmachine is on a long term migratory leave in the dry cabi now? i just took a test for my shutter count. WOAH. It's 5628 for only 2 months. that's SHITE alot. and mymeanmachine was bornt with a defect, so it's time to bring it for a regular health check at the docs next sat. :(

i like to EAT. But elthevin,bestie has been too busy with his food photography and work to be the most promising handsome business student of smu la.

i like to travel too. but for now, i am saving up for our bali escapade and my europe getaway .

i like to party also.But. hmmm. all the people that i really wouldnt mind partying with are 1. either too busy 2. we have all grown out it. and secretly i know theboy isnt too keen on the idea that i party on my own with my friends, RIGHT ANOT.

conclusion : i am selective about the people i meet and hang out with. i am a social elitist. LOVE OR HATE ME. I DONT CARE. HAHA!

The Order of The Day :
"I dont need what you are not willing to give."

9:47 AM








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eloera jesusa woon.

she paints skins of whom she has never known, and may never be.
she fortifies , she preserves - of what time has taken.
she dances in the silvers of her moonlight ,
with this cacophany of noises,with these falsities -they lead her hand. //

the facades that she hide behind, the facets of her life.she is but the master of puppetry.

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