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Wednesday, April 18, 2007'♥

- random hints and tints-

so. i was talking to delun ( deedee ) abt photography and random shite.

our conversation:

1. skinny air stewards who shld just be astronauts , since they are already anti gravity. * coughs

2. and how pencil nib nips will fall off in winter and how i will sponsor a roll of masking tape to tape it back,

3.and how men can never be 55kg ( reason? you wouldnt want your gf to feel as if she's in a women's wrestling federation when you play fight with her,wld you?)

4. how eating lor mai kai 's really like eating some poor featherless chicken who got compressed up with rice, to be only steamed in a aerofoil bowl.

5. how some of them should stop calling me 'cute'. cos i am fucking not a poodle with pink hello kitty ribbon who stuffs herself crazy with red bean pancakes in sanrio land.

6. and how deedee is really just a illegal severly malnourished kung! bushmen migrant from the sahara who tries so hard, but to only be a spelling policeman in our local heartland.

so yes. we were talking abt photomanipulation. and hah! i made this in 5 mins. which i too agree can be quite freaky with more touch ups.

anyway it's alot of things that are on my mind now. my sch, my money,my family, my scholarship, my driving, my room. i hate being bogged down the way that i am . but nonetheless, i am glad i have got gun,unker lin, tong, and leong around.


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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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