justify the gratification

2007-08-13T10:20:00.000+08:00

tah!

www.cynilist.wordpress.com

2007-08-11T16:57:00.000+08:00

oh well.saturday afternoon!

and i'm watching simpssons again.

yayness.

i love my life.

MJ tomorrow!

another SIX days hons!

2007-08-07T20:14:00.000+08:00

okay.
so now there's an overload of free-time.
assignments.check.
childcare.check.
yay and i thought the worse was over when i finally filed the last piece of fucking assignment.

i didn't wake up on the day of submission(6aug-yesterday.)
yes.smartypants me.
didn't set the alarm.so that means i didn't oversleep.
and i got into a cab which smelt so bad i'd rather smell my toes.
it was )&^%$#@!@#$ smelly.
ommygod. i swear i could have died in there.
and god didnt want me to die a filthy death.

holidays,here i come.
i am so going to suck up all the bloody fun.

2007-08-01T08:52:00.001+08:00

you such a pig.
made me lose my precious sleep and i even dreamt about you.
fugly woman with zilch sex.
go find yourself a g*golo.

ah! i'm going insane. zzzz

2007-07-31T20:11:00.000+08:00

These Walls lyrics by Teddy Geiger.

I can't believe what is in front of me
The water's rising up to my knees
And I can't figure out
How the hell I wound up here
Everything seemed okay when I started out the other day
Then the rain came pouring down
And now I'm drowning in my fears
And as I watch the setting sun
I wonder if I'm the only one

[Chorus]
Cause everybody tries to put some love on the line
And everybody feels a broken heart sometimes
And even when I'm scared I have to try to fly
Sometimes I fall
But I've seen it done before
I gotta step outside these walls

I've got no master plan to help me out
Or make me stand up for
All the things that I really want
You had me too afraid to ask
And as I look ahead of me
I try and pray for sanity

[chorus]
Cause everybody tries to put some love on the line
And everybody feels a broken heart sometimes
And even when I'm scared I have to try to fly
Sometimes I fall
But I've seen it done before
I gotta step outside these walls

These walls can't be my haven
These walls can't keep me safe here
And now I guess I gotta let them down

Cause everybody tries to put some love on the line
And everybody feels a broken heart sometimes, yeah
Even when I'm scared I have to try to fly
Sometimes I fall
But I've seen it done before

2007-07-29T22:09:00.000+08:00

my bro's music is 'overflowing' into my room.
no thanks to my open door.

anyways, that is so not the point.
MJed(as according to meiting) today and no prizes for guessing what happened.
we are not going to dwell on the past.
heck 大哥 *@#$%^&(*&

MJ tomorrow again.
volunteer to be the missing kah.

i love my soldier!
can you tell i'm happy?
no fp tml! but i miss my babies.

2007-07-28T23:43:00.000+08:00

bother.
saturday night fever, not.

this is ultra-madness to the max.
assessment, check.
dac, check.
fpfuglyassignment, uncheck.
enough fun, uncheck.
simpsons, check.

ahhh. maybe i should sleep underground tonight.

2007-07-27T00:17:00.000+08:00

i'm so pissed.
my whole body is aching.
my entire mind is churning.
and i want to so bury myself underground.

am i too demanding or what?
now you tell me.

ugh.

2007-07-24T19:53:00.000+08:00

meiting and i could have just blown up wesley.
yes,i swear on my husband's face,we could.

2007-07-23T22:00:00.000+08:00

why you being such a bitch.
oh god, i don't even think you're making any sense at all.
want to assess my friggin lesson, go ahead.
make last minute amendments, yah sure.

but dont accuse us of not making any contributions.because you bloody know we've given so much time and energy.

you fugly woman.why am i even wasting space on my blog to talk about you.

2007-07-22T22:43:00.000+08:00

another week of children,crazy mentor and lots of photo-taking.
even though we're actually not very allowed to do that.
but who cares. the net is splashed with all the center's pictures like nobody is going to care.

weekend was uber fast.
like in half a blink of the eye.
and i've become a little more IT-savvy with the stone/pebble/rock.
whoever cares the bloody name.
i like it a hell lot.

oh.and you mean i've got to see that f*cking!@#$%^ bitch again on wednesday right after my children wake up at 3.30pm? (information overload there.)
you better friggin wake your idea up before i get jeanette to bite you, yujian to cry on you and my yongwei to pee on you.
i'll even get my aunty chong to nag at you till your bloody eardrums burst.
and even then,it's not even enough to satisfy the burning urge in me to just ~~throw you out of the building and see the blood spurt of of your organs~~ and...okay, information overload again.
i'm a violent woman. get up to my nerves and i make sure i f*cking srew you upsidedown.

oh my, i do sound a little evil.
ahh.. but i like it this way.

2007-07-19T19:30:00.000+08:00

my isaac made my day!
i'm such a happy girl.

i've realised it's a fulfilling job as a childcare teacher.
and how happy i am spending time with those little-people.
=)

i feel accomplished!

2007-07-16T21:07:00.000+08:00

monday blues.
fp was great as usual with my babies.

mentor is still crazy.(understatement)
so are the teachers on the other side.
madness was in the air.
i wanted to slap that blah on the face and ask her to wake up her idea.
fancy grabbing the children by the arm and throwing them around like soft toys.
damn it.
and she had to bully MY bernice. in front of me.
i like to hug bernice,can?
dont tell me what to do.or else i'll bite you.

to my smartest christine(k2), why does teacher joyce need a boyfriend?
cos she doesn't like to switch on the teevee for herself. plus she's clueless about milo-making.

all the best to my fp partner for her supervision with PAY tomorrow.

2007-07-11T22:13:00.001+08:00

forceful behavior fails to amount to anything.

fp tomorrow.
damn. in less than 12 friggin,bloody hours.
oh joy.fp nightmare will be over soon.

when i wake,i think of you.
you're constantly on my mind.
mrs koh,get your #$%^&* arse out of my mind NOW.

my fp partner adores her fp partner.

2007-07-05T19:09:00.000+08:00

all's fine.

but i still get the nightmares.
paranoism kills,
no thanks to internet.

i love you kiddos!

2007-07-03T13:52:00.000+08:00

truths are overrated.
for the fact that no one ever seems to be telling it.
but then again,i love to indulge in the untruths.

they're so much easier to believe in,
at least.

'You're all fools, don't you bother to say it
Well I'm through, and your money won't pay it'

♥ i miss you already.

2007-07-02T00:08:00.000+08:00

torn

I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm
He came around
And he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry

Well you couldn't be that man I adored
You don't seem to know
Or seem to care
What your heart is for
I don't know him anymore

There's nothin' where he used to lie
My conversation has run dry
That's what's going on
Nothings right
I'm torn

I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late
I'm already torn

So I guess the fortune tellers right
I should have seen just what was there and not some holy light
But you crawled beneath my veins
And now, I don't care
I have no luck
I don't miss it all that much
There's just so many things
That I can't touch
I'm torn

There's nothin' he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
That's what's going on
Nothing's right
I'm torn

2007-06-28T19:43:00.000+08:00

one week of childcare is finally going to be over.
luckily for meiting and all the outings to the hawker centre opposite, life is so much better. =)

i miss my boyfriend♥!

oh.and my kids are so going to be named by ME.

2007-06-25T21:40:00.000+08:00

so once again it's back to the ~~greatest~~ childcare.
back to puke,fever and handfootmouth disease.
with much yayness and cheers.

my m***** zonked out. im so not supposed to say this but yes, she blanked out due to stres*. (i'm not revealing anything,am i?) too much to handle from the children i guess. what a tragedy,~~not~~.

i love me so.

2007-06-21T15:14:00.000+08:00

You Are An Independent Girlfriend!

Whoa, Ms. Independent! Your guy digs your modern style...

But he's sometimes left to wonder if you really like him.

Keep that unique spirit, but show him your love a bit more often.

No worries - you're light years away from smothering him!

What Kind of Girlfriend Are You?

whoa.
i'm a good girlfriend! =)

2007-06-18T13:19:00.000+08:00

i've got no words.
♥ craves for:normality

2007-06-16T01:45:00.001+08:00

maybe i'm wrong too.
but then again
i'm only human.
too much expectations,
will only hasten the end.

i learn.

2007-06-15T01:58:00.000+08:00

amazingly, i'm up at a seemingly ungodly hour.

feeeeling: jittery.

my feet's so cold with contact with the floor. ugh.
gives me a sudden urge to snuggle up in bed,in socks.
thoughts running like wild geese in my mind.
randomness.

i ain't greedy.it's normality.

2007-06-12T23:11:00.000+08:00

Im wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn

i woke up from my daydream
imperfect
i just realised nothing is.
it came like eureka.

sometimes people forget how happy they can be.
or they should be.
it's mind-boggling.

Illusion never changed into something real

2007-06-07T21:09:00.000+08:00

1st week of attachment is coming to an end.
and recounting what i did for the past 4 days.

i cleaned up after-pee messes,
fed 2 dozens mouths,
was pissed,
took over the class for curriculum,
almost lost my voice,
was very pissed,
mysteriously became 'married'

i'm semi-automatic now.

2007-06-05T23:31:00.000+08:00

i'm a happy girl!
attachment is ~~great~~ okay only.
but i've got the nicest ♥ around!

so that kind of makes up for the little dents and bumps in the centre.

and how cool is that (in meiting's words), that we've got an african little boy in our centre?
oh boy. it's less that ten hours to childcare.

AND for the record, according to meiting again(which she koped from someone else), we're earning 80 cents a day for the bloody hard work we put in. wow. now that's some news.

2007-06-04T23:41:00.000+08:00

first day of attachment - eventful.
let's do the numbers.

4 drawings on mahjong paper for decoration.
25 children in k1.
1 mad chinese teacher.
2 hours of slacking.
1 bowl of i-dont-know-what lunch.
1 accident involving a skipping rope, metal gate and a little girl's head.

damn.had to already do work on my first day.and it wasn't even for my designated class.
this is what we call, free labor.
they mean, mean creatures. the teacher(chinese one) asked me:

she: ey! you know how to draw hor? draw for me at my class leh! come come!
me: (gives the childcare-look) orh.

she then passes a HB pencil (no less nor more) and 3 pathetic pieces of mahjong papers/

me: need to color?
she: yah! yah! colour pencil can?

and i'm like ... on mahjong paper?! *read: !@#$%^&*

she: oh.poster color can? the powder or water one huh?
me: anything also can lah.
she: okay.(rummages) i think hor.poster color very waste lah. use crayon lah!
rights. so that was the episode of the crayons and me. like thanks huh.

i'm too shagged to continue on childcare. tomorrow's the second episode of the ultimate childcare.

keep doing push-ups..and count!

2007-06-03T14:01:00.000+08:00

I try to be sensitive
I try to be tough
I try to walk away
I try to be innocent
I try to be rough
But I just wanna play

attachment up tomorrow. and it's the same ol' centre i'm going to with meiting. we'll have fun,~~yes~~. torturing and threatening all the little/not-so-little ones.
it's the start of hell,again.
i'm so darn sure the principal hates me.
on a lighter note,the childcare's not so faraway but that's so not the point.
thank god (or not) it's only going to be 7 weeks.
which translates to be about 35 days.
which happens to be also 280 hours.

do i hate numbers or what?

2007-06-01T12:57:00.000+08:00

supposed to feel this way?

tiring week.so much that i want to do.
so much that i have to do.
so much that i should do.

but there's too little time.
doesn't feel good to have to squeeze everything into the very little 24 hours that we all have.
sometimes i wish i had 48 hours. but then again,boring days would be dreadful.

not supposed to feel like this.

2007-05-29T00:12:00.000+08:00

i need some sleep.
and rest.

2007-05-27T22:43:00.000+08:00

brother bother.

♥ =)

had fun at novena square tooday. although we lazy people did nothing but walking.
and i managed to complete my dac lesson plan like finally.yayness.

you're my daydream♥

2007-05-24T19:55:00.000+08:00

am i just bored or what?

i cant seem to work on assignments anymore. no more research papers and journals anymore please.
i've got this buzzing sound at the back of my head/ear the whole of today. doesn't help when i really ~~dont~~want to concentrate on my work.

imissyou.imissyou.imissyou.imissyou.imissyou.imissyou.imissyou.imissyou.imissyou.imissyou.imissyou.imissyou.imissyou.imissyou.imissyou.imissyou.imissyou.imissyou.

2007-05-22T10:08:00.000+08:00

"Don't let your heads drop.
All the players who go on
the pitch after half-time have
to keep their heads held high.
We are Liverpool. You are
playing for Liverpool.
Do not forget that.
You have to hold your
heads high for the supporters.
You have to do it for them.
You cannot call yourselves
Liverpool players if you have
your heads down.
If we create a few chances
we have the possibility of
getting back into this.
Believe you can do it and you will.
Give yourself the chance
to be heroes."

(Rafa Benitez – Half time.
Ataturk Stadium. Istanbul.
25th May 2005)

www.liverpoolfc.tv

2007-05-18T20:27:00.000+08:00

well,i was looking around like a ~~busybody~~ concerned friend. and i realised that everyone's having this similar list going around. the-incredibly-important list. or so it seems.

and being a buggerish follower,no less,i've decided to come up with my own list!

so here it goes. the top 10 5 most important things in my life.
(which happens to NOT be in any order.number 1 doesnt necessarily gives him/her/it the first priorityyou know. though it pops up first in my head.)

1. hons!
2. liverpool fc.
3. family, i have to include them.
4. booboo, the best tear-company
5. my bestest girlfriends (includes that f3 guy)

and yay! it's the weekend again! we're going kite-flying tml and tell me how fun is that!? i havent flown a kite for a decade. i'm serious about that. so you could actually feel my excitement through this screen.
so now it's kind of time to bugger off to sneeze.
peace out.*

2007-05-14T12:34:00.000+08:00

it was mother's day yesterday.
we're supposed to 'glorify' mothers and celebrate one special day when all these women in their mid-forties(at least for mine) bask in the attention from their loved (i hope) ones.
think of all those times the older woman just cant seem to stop nagging and those memories of her threatening to cut the already-very-little allowance.

i wonder if children's/youth day counts as much.

amidst the adoration for the older women,we (children) do deserve some mention for being at the receiving end of the endless nagging the all-year round, don't we?

anyways, to the most important women in my life. without whom,i won't be ME!
*eye-drops please.

my grandma!

my Mama!

**on another note,it's going to be another long week with the pc games while H* goes off to outfield again. poor poor army soldiers. =) don't we girls have it better?

2007-05-11T16:41:00.000+08:00

the wireless here is so *&^$#^

had an eventful morning. buggers in those buses had ~~very politely~~refused to move to the rear of the bus. choosing instead to listen to whatever friggin mp3s they have and allowing other buggers to be late. no wonder ngeeann has so many latecomers.

and there was only input,not output. people kept coming in but nobody's getting out. imagine this,i saw people walking to school from the bus stop behind bkt timah plaza.

this was the situation this morning (9.05am)
i finally got onto bus 52 only because the bus stopped right in front of me. i would have let others board the bus first if not for that fact. i swear.
and just as i thought i was going to be plastered onto the doors of the bus, the driver stood up and asked everyone to move,move,move!

and guess what? no prizes for the right answer though.
i was immediately shifted to the MIDDLE of the bus! what the fuck!
that only goes to show how these people operate. with their butts,no less.
do you even know the meaning of a packed bus?
it's when your butt is touching another and you almost grind someone when the bus moves.
now that is what i call packed bus.

another worthy mention to the traffic jams.
i declare traffic-jam a swear word. it should be part of the vulgar dictionary because of the crazy nature.it's so bad that i could use it as a swear word.

top rules for moving in a bus:
#1: move when you're supposed to.
#2: move when you're asked/commanded/requested to
#3: move when you see the need to
#4: hold that fart.

if only everyone plays their own little part,the world would be a MUCH MUCH MUCH nicer place to live in. again,i swear.

2007-05-08T12:48:00.000+08:00

goodbye dudek. hero of champions league final 2005. one of my favorite reds despite appearances no more than my hands can count. and though many criticize your playing,it is the
passion that counts.

you'll never walk alone!

2007-05-06T23:11:00.000+08:00

there can only be ONE special one huh. or so it seems.
in the world where 22 players chase after 1(very precious) ball.

i'm so so sucked into this topic. you have really no idea.

and so i've been reading about who's the special-er one between benitez(my vote!) and mourinho. need we say more after TWO kickouts from champions league? LOL.
amazingly,the crazy one thinks his side can still clinch the top spot despite being eight ponts behind. i'm encouraged by his positivity and doubtful of his sanehood. give this guy a break. threatening to break his ricebowl (not like he really really does need it) won't bring his senses back. well,lets just see who has the last laugh at the end of the chase.
the premiership is most likely to end up with manU. altho i say with much regret.

you'll never walk alone.

back to singapore.
i'm a happy girl.
loves everything,everyone. not anyone though.
not making any sense huh.
i should sleep. to a better week ahead.

cheers.

2007-05-01T23:42:00.000+08:00

spent a lazy day home with *hons!
sleeeeeepy and totally cold.almost fought over the blanket but we're fine.

learnt a few stuffs:
+ never sleep right-direct-under the airconditioning. it's brrr-cold. and small rooms make it worse.
+ friendster doesn't really connects to ALL your friends.
+ two ~~hardworking~~ persons make a lazy afternoon lazier.
+ and i learnt of a new(maybee not so new but who cares) song! sounds a little cheesy.LOL. but the lyrics are beautiful!

Beautiful Soul
[Chorus]
I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul

I know that you are something special
To you I'd be always faithful
I want to be what you always needed
Then I hope you'll see the heart in me
I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul

You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
Your beautiful soul, yeah
You might need time to think it over
But im just fine moving forward
I'll ease your mind
If you give me the chance
I will never make you cry c`mon lets try

I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul

Am I crazy for wanting you
Baby do you think you could want me too
I don't wanna waste your time
Do you see things the way I do
I just wanna know if you feel it too
There is nothing left to hide

I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul

You beautiful soul, yeah

2007-04-29T22:43:00.000+08:00

IF
If a picture paints a thousand words,
then why can't I paint you?
The words will never show
the you I've come to know.
If a face could launch a thousand ships,
then where am I to go?

There's no one home but you --
you're all that's left me to.
And when my love
for life is running dry,
You'll come and pour
yourself on me.

If a man could be two places at one
time, I'd be with you
Tomorrow and today,
beside you all the way.
If the world should stop revolving, spinning
slowly down to die,
I'd spend the end with you,
and when the world was through,
Then one by one,
the stars would all go out,
Then you and I
would simply fly a-way.

2007-04-27T10:22:00.000+08:00

the fondue is excellent!

the company toooos!!

i had a great time bumming around and just 'catching' sweets.

and the chocolate was tastefully sinful.yummies.

one more day to saturday and the ultimate... =)

2007-04-26T00:27:00.000+08:00

i smile more, according to my maid!

yes! and i credit it to ahem!

and i'm listening to happier songs!

i think bullcrap do make one a more cheerful person.

it's funny how i wake up actually looking forward to the day and it sounds TOTALLY off but it does happen. okayy. i don't do any drugs. positive.

been spending these few days mobtv-ing and it's fantastic someone created this mob thingy! i dont want to grow fat in front of my laptop! run,joyce,run! saw this slimtea thingy at CINE and was so ~~not~~tempted to get it. i want to lose weight! lose weight! lose weight!

honeystars make me happy and smile.*

2007-04-22T22:47:00.000+08:00

randomness is the best cure for the aimless.

that is why i've decided for the nest 43 minutes and 20 seconds to bee as aimless as possible to achieve the all time high of randomness. pardon me if i do not make any sense. it's part of the plan,you see.

i adore my boy! yayness. one week begins yet again.
sometimes i wonder if dreams are meant for reality. if not,why tell us to dream?
but then again, tell us to face up to reality.
i'm so not into these, you have absolutely no idea.

to my buggerish read(s), i'm friggin tired and i cannot feel my toes. *hint:i need a massage!

tooodles woooodles!

2007-04-20T09:25:00.000+08:00

i tell you this internet is damn fast and i am typing on the FIRST macbookpro in my entire lifespan of eighteen years hor! anyhoos, sitting in mac at such an early time(plus friday morning) renders me almost no-life but some other people proved me otherwise.

i'm not the worst around.

some people are PLAYING CHESS IN MACS! RIGHT NOW? what are they? kukus? madness lor. can sleep dont want to sleep. skip school to, let me emphasize AGAIN, PLAY CHESSSSSSS!

yah,i know like what the @!#$! i'd never give up precious sleep to PLAY CHESS at macs,no less. only to submit dumb cpf forms.
peace out!

- chess is boring. and playing it at macs makes it even worse.

2007-03-30T13:57:00.000+08:00

notes:
- massive short-term memory
- selective listening
- enormous heart flutters

i'm falling in love with you!

2007-03-22T23:41:00.000+08:00

is it enough to love?

is it enough to breathe?

somebody rip my heart out, and leave me here to bleed.

is it enough to die?

somebody save my life.

i'd rather be anything but ordinary please.

sometimes i get so weird, i even freak myself out. tell me if laughing yourself to sleep scares the socks out of you.

if only we could all lok at this world with a more positive outlook.

that being said, this world suck.i cannot understand the complexity of the simplitcuty you're trying to get across.

anyways,i'm going crazy because of. please spare me.

the trouble with love is,it knows no limits.

2007-03-13T23:01:00.000+08:00

can you handle truths?

okay. let's disect the 'TRUTH'. what do you consider as the truth. like 'i-believe-it-is-so', that is why it is the truth. OR is it, 'that-is-what-he-told-me', that's why it is the truth.

i can't make up my mind. somebody help.

2007-03-12T00:56:00.000+08:00

i'm beginning to not make any sense. and i'm not understanding the me in me.sounds difficult? i thought so too. sounds rather ridiculous to me but that is the exact feeling there.
the frustration of ridiculous-y.that is what it is like.

but then again,what can i do?

2007-03-06T23:16:00.000+08:00

pity the army boy.
still out at the route march thingy? why march so much?
can it protect the citizens of this little island?

someone told me there was an earthquake. in SINGAPORE.
yes,you heard it first(maybee) here.
like wtf?

anyways, back to the route march.
WHY WHY WHY!
shouldn't our soldiers be shooting more instead of marching? like marching can save the country when there's a friggin war.

get over it, dear government.
stop torturing our soldiers.
laugh out loud.

2007-02-25T14:25:00.000+08:00

another week's become history!

caught GHOST RIDER last night and as suggested through the name of the show, it's about the ghst rider.

duh.

and chingay is for suckers to squeeze their way through.

i hate chingay and the crowd.

i'm so restless.give me a toy.

i'm so tempted to post a picture but,i'm such a nice girl.

2007-02-21T14:19:00.000+08:00

chinese new year day 4!
yayness so far. and we get to shop tml!
spice girls are gathering at vivocity tomorrow. ask them for their autographs if you're lucky enough to spot them. laugh out LOUD.

romantism is texting on your bed at night. =)

2007-02-16T13:29:00.000+08:00

~~valentines day~~ finally slipped away and chinese new year is round the corner!
yayness!

what am i doing on a perfectly fine friday afternoon?
no prizes for guessing correctly.

did it kill a lot of your braincells to guess it?
what else but nothing. if you get the chance to see this post,chances are that there's a lack of activites or overflow of boredom. why would i spend an afternoon infront of my laptop if i had better things to do? and heck,i dont even acre if anyone reads this. hat's probably why i'm the few who doesnt have a tagboard for buggers to type in - 'i love your blog' no offence to bloggers with a board like that. okay,gotta control. i'll save the issue of tagboards for the next entry.

choobee off for some fats and merries during cny!

2007-02-09T23:45:00.000+08:00

Love Is A Marathon
Teddy Geiger
You love to run
into the arms of anyone
take off your shoes and socks
and stay a while
you like the adrenaline rush
just a little too much
you go from day to day,
hand to mouth and wonder why
you're unsatisfied

{chorus:}
cause love is a marathon
that's why you get tired so fast of everyone
slow down and pace yourself
cause when it's good
it's a long open road

you think still you find a soul behind a thrill
you're just a cat chasing your tail round and round
but if you relax something might last

{chorus }
cause love is a marathon
that's why you get tired so fast of everyone
slow down and pace yourself
cause when it's good
it's a long open road

you're exausted
always coming down trying to come up for air
trying to try to act like you just dont care
la da dum dee da da

2007-02-09T18:47:00.000+08:00

i'm SO HAPPY for the my best two guys!
kei and my lil bro!
yayness that they passed their olevels and im gonna celebrate for them.
not with them but FOR them.

once again, YAYYYY!

love is a marathon.

2007-02-07T19:41:00.000+08:00

babel review - joyce ching

deaf-mute jap girl go naked in babel.
boy peeks at sister and wanks later on.
sounds good?
woman shot in the neck kisses her husband while peeing.
crazy mexican woman who keeps repeating, 'yes,baby.no baby'
hot brad turn into haggard man.

all in the show babel. there's more to it but i won't reveal it here.
all i can say is that keep your cool while watching. many times you just want to swear at the slow pace of the movie and yell,'what the heck'. but do control your emotions. it's just a couple of hours, buddy. other than not having a proper beginning and an end, the show's quite an emotionally-challenging one. all the human relations (pardon me,i'm not getting there yet)

if there was one thing i brought home today from the movie which was crap when the girl stripped in front of the police officer -
miscommunication leads to destruction.

and by the way, did i mention that none of us knew what she wrote to the officer on the piece of paper? all i could deduce from his really crazed-up expression is that he might be constipated.

oh yes! thanks twin for company. i missed you!

2007-02-06T16:47:00.001+08:00

happy birthday!!!

2007-02-04T12:57:00.000+08:00

pardon me if i babble on and on today without any sense. no apologies for the lack of structural content, because i'm in no mood to do any thinking. the week's been rather mundane. nothing much happened save for the excitement over a certain wild boar song. shall not let you in on any fun about the song. (bleh)
some interesting stuffs i found on while on the bus with pris and meiting. the first thing i do when i'm about to fall on the bus is to swear like mad. huge revelation came twice. and they promptly laughed madder than i sweared.bus journeys are less boring when you have gossips to fill your head with. it's also faster can.

oh and my maid's holding her concert now.

digressed. alrights, other than that, all our assignments are off our shoulders and the lecturers can have a hell of a time marking those rubbish and junk. their hands will rot and their eyes will pop. not like i care or what but they better do give us high scores for burning those damn midnight oil for the piece of shit. well,assignment really get me high. especially those that require us to do shitwork (read: SF)

exams are round the corner and we'll be going onto year three soon!
yayness. and valentine's day is coming,for all the dating and date-ables.
speed dating anyone?

rofl.

tell me if anyone's interested. i need to start planning you know.

oh bothers.
i'm bored to death without your company.even though it often drives me up the wall.

2007-02-01T20:22:00.000+08:00

yay! pictures of the spicegirls at kallang stadium yesterday.

and yes,we did join in the jeering and all that nonsense.

come on, it's only once a year? maybee two?

thank god we got tickets on monday!

ouh.i just realised that i'm too lazy to upload pictures. just read the newspapers and see the photographs. they're much better-taken.

OH YES!LIONEL LEWIS IS SO GOOD!

I LOVE YOU HONEYS!

2007-01-29T17:10:00.000+08:00

(adobe premiere damn hard to use can?)

and lionel lewis is the hero.
honey,im coming on wednesday to support you. you can do it again.

oh, here's a picture of my darling -

ouh,yummilicious.

2007-01-22T19:58:00.000+08:00

choobee choobee.
choobah choobah.

oh god,i'm bored-ed
som any things to do, so much time on hand.
but NO MOOD.
now how about that?

2007-01-20T17:55:00.000+08:00

lazy saturday evening.
perfect for some brainless songs and bullcraps.
been watching some shows on cable and they're not very entertaining.and i decided to further-bore myself with blogger. where have all the buggers gone to?

i think i'm in love,
not the lovey love.
how can you be in something that doesn't exsist,right?

2007-01-18T11:57:00.000+08:00

Paris Hilton
Stars Are Blind

I don't mind spending some time
Just hanging here with you
Cuz I don't find too many guys
That treat me like you do
Those other guys all wanna take me for a ride
But when I walk their talk is suicide
Some people never get beyond their stupid pride
But you can see the real me inside
And I'm satisfied, oh no, ohh

Even though the gods are crazy
Even though the stars are blind
If you show me real love baby
I'll show you mine
I can make you nice and naughty
Be the devil and angel too
Got a heart and soul and body
Let's see what this love can do
Baby i'm perfect for you
My love, ohh oh

I could be your confidante
Just one of your girlfriends
But I know that love's what you want
If tomorrow the world ends
Why shouldn't we be with the one we really love?
Now tell me who have you been dreaming of
At night at home?
oh no, ohh

Even though the gods are crazy
Even though the stars are blind
If you show me real love baby
I'll show you mine
I can make you nice and naughty
Be the devil and angel too
Got a heart and soul and body
Let's see what this love can do
Baby i'm perfect for you

Excuse me for feeling
This moment is critical
Might be me feeling
It could get physical, oh no, no no

Even though the gods are crazy
Even though the stars are blind
If you show me real love baby
I'll show you mineI can make you nice and naughty
Be the devil and angel too
Got a heart and soul and body
Let's see what this love can do
Let's see what this love can do
Baby I'm perfect for you
Baby I'm perfect for you

Even though the gods are crazy
Even though the stars are blind
Even though the gods are crazy
Even though the stars are blind

cheesy but catchy.
whatevers.

2007-01-15T19:01:00.000+08:00

regulation hottie.

i totally adore you, robert carmine.

2007-01-14T14:04:00.000+08:00

TOP TEN BLOGGINF RULES
(for the morons with hair like the roosters or what not)

10. Never call yourself dumb. (or anything like that)
How'd you like it if people did that to you? no good? precisely. then why do it to yourself or any body parts for that matter? plain stupid.

9. Lighten up.
Come on, it's only a blog post. why be so depressed and make the World. Wide. Whatever. sad with you?

8. Use PROPER english.
yahz,go onz andd makes ehberybodi oneder vad eu r trying 2 sayz.i knows eu enjoyz making pple luff. i'm not laughing,though. inreadable.

7. Make your fonts user-friendly.
so people can read? if not blog for what.

6. Blog understandable posts.
i should die. really i should. tell me if i should just end my life.it is worthless.
i cannot understand can? i think you should die.

5. Deep stuff wor!
Be deep, think REALLY deep. and NEVER be found.

4. The picture rule (a)
Tell us who's who in the picture. don't make us fall for the wrong person.
and that would be really really really bad and embarassing.

3. The picture rule (b)
Don't attempt to save that face with adobe.post online everywhere. and then let us find out.
celestials and their dogs won't be able to help you then.

2. ALWAYS tell THE TRUTH.
the truth only. no fabrications/exaggerations (of any kind and amount) will be accepted.
let me emphasize, it's only a blog post.

1. check for active-x control.
if not how to read and see if you got follow the rules?

okayys. that's all now.
very well, there's no blog-police but you should, for the good of your www readers, try to adhere to those rules. they make total sense and will help you to.

dedicated to the unrecognisable butts and stylo hair(that i happen to still not understand)

2007-01-11T18:43:00.000+08:00

after five cab trips,
nearly fifty bucks and more than 30 hours of sleep.
i still dont have a single idea what i'm down with.
someone enlighten me,please.

this is almost mind-boggling.thank god i had my charhaimee on sunday.i can vividly remember the yumminess of my favorite prawn noodles(without the prawns of course!)haven't had much appetite since the dinosaurs' times and am starving for some hot mushroom soup.

oh,somehow i just remembered that i need to return library books.

okay,sidetracked. back to mushroom soup and the lack of it. now that i finally want something,i had better get it. did i mention that bob(my youngest brother) loves chocolates? and that his itchy fingers put everything into his itchy mouth? he's even tried to eat papers(those DPIP notes)i'm just very hungry.
someone give me my midnight macs 'supper',for real.a cheeseburger and lots of fries.

toodles.

2007-01-08T15:54:00.000+08:00

bleh.
i'm so tired that my eyes are popping.
am feeling as if my limbs are dislocating from the joints. you know what i mean.

someone,anyone.die with me.

2007-01-04T18:51:00.000+08:00

since september's kind of like my month,this song's totally awesome(yeah) and it hits home right away. enjoy this lonely song like i did and cry your eyes out till your mama cant recognise. go on,be irresponsible for the klennex.just once. i hate you,buggers. video

"A Lonely September"

I'm sittin' here all by myself

just tryin' to think of something to do

Tryin' to think of something,

anythingjust to keep me from thinking of you

But you know it's not working out

cause you're all that's on my mind

One thought of you is all it takes

to leave the rest of the world behind

[Chorus]

Well I didn't mean for this to go as far as it did

And I didn't mean to get so close

and share what we did

And I didn't mean to fall in love,

but I did

And you didn't mean to love me back,

but I know you did

I'm sittin' here tryin' to convince myself

that you're not the one for me

But the more I think,

the less I believe it

and the more I want you here with me

You know the holidays are coming up

I don't want to spend them alone

Memories of Christmas time with you

will just kill me if I'm on my own

[Chorus]

Well I didn't mean for this to go as far as it did

And I didn't mean to get so close and share what we did

And I didn't mean to fall in love,

but I did

And you didn't mean to love me back

I know it's not the smartest thing to do

we just can't seem to get it right

But what I wouldn't give to have one more chance tonight

One more chance tonight

I'm sittin' here tryin' to entertain myself with this old guitar

But with all my inspiration gone

it's not getting me very far

I look around my room and everything

I see reminds me of you

Oh please, baby won't you take my hand

we've got nothing left to prove

[Chorus]Well I didn't mean for this to go as far as it did

And I didn't mean to get so close and share what we did

And I didn't mean to fall in love,

but I did

And you didn't mean to love me back,

but I know you did

And I didn't mean to meet you then

we were just kids

And I didn't mean to give you chills

the way that I kiss

And I didn't mean to fall in love,

but I did

And you didn't mean to love me back but I know you did

Don't say you didn't love me back 'cause you know you did

No, you didn't mean to love me back

But you did

now do you get it?

2007-01-01T13:10:00.000+08:00

goodbye buggers of 2006.
goodbye heartbreakers.
goodbye ugly memories.

toodles woodles.

oh yay.

2006-12-31T12:33:00.000+08:00

oh fuck.
another year's passed and i'm stuck at the unresolved resoulations of the past year.
how crappy.
one must realise how highly incapable i am towards these lists.
i'm so not fond of sticking of resolutions,i must admit.

but then again,everyone's doing it,so how can i NOT follow suit? i am a follower,definitely.a sucker for crowds doing stuff that doesn't benefit themselves.
that is why i am here today,on a freaking sunday noon(the last day of the year,which makes things worse), trying to come up with year 2007's resolutions.
#1. to be a better person - that's bullcrap
#2.to help liverpool win the premiership
#3. to still go for that lecture after any breakups.i do have a bad habit
#4. be nicer to all buggers that come along
#5. to meet a nice tanned guy to marry.

ahh..i'm tired.
no more resolutions for me.

get a life!

#2.

2006-12-28T19:53:00.000+08:00

oh freakzord supervisor.you moronic idiot.
you stood me up not once but twice.
how can you forget the same thing twice?
are you still running on pentium one or what?

go eat my poopoo,you bastard.

2006-12-21T23:19:00.000+08:00

damn.
it has to be today.
your field supervisor forgets her cellphone and coincidentally has a miscommunication problem with your principal.
tell me how lucky can i get.
double-damn.
and i was supposed to celebrate my freedom from math lessons.

and i caught a little boy putting his head(yes,his head) into the toilet bowl.
yes,he just peed into it too.
i was eating when that happend. guess what?
he looked up,smiled at me and put his head back in.
i was mortified. words cannot fully describe how i felt at that time,okay.
it was horrifying and i wanted to hurl everything out.
an advice to the school(which i shall not mention but is at the foot of blk44,TPYlorong5) -
do not have the toilet face the eating area. it is friggin dirty..

other than the eventful 2 hours at the childcare,it was pretty hectic in the morning trying to prepare for the much-anticipated supervision. but darn,i'm back to the topic again.i know it's not healthy and meiting had a good laugh over it in the afternoon. cheers mate.but then again,deborah pay,you'd better give me an A. we had to contact your entire clan before we could hear from you.

to all japbronies(whatever): make peace(or love,legally of course), not war.

2006-12-17T18:50:00.000+08:00

hey all boogiemen,
it's the HOLIDAYS.(ya right)
it's going to be packed with a whole load of crap-jects though.so why call it the holidays? ours sound just lkike pro-days.yes,i'm feeling like nonsense now.that explains the following incoherencies.

cheers to those songs that never fail to make you feel like- 'ah! there's no meaning to life and i should just die!'
and another round of cheers to those books that bash guys up(read:female empowerment)uh huh,like how they tell you- YOU NEED SEVENTEEN(no less) BAD DATES BEFORE YOU FINALLY CAN GET A GOOD ONE.i'm searching for my dates now! let me just get over and done with these buggers and find the frog that'll turn into the prince.that sounds awfully wrong but yeah..

the mood's just right for a lot of shouldn't-dos.
1. you shouldn't listen to anyone.
2. you shouldn't date that little-young-boy-lookalike(looks can deceive)
3. you shouldn't keep anything inside till you can absolutely burst.
4. you shouldn't do just EVERYTHING right.
5. you shouldn't say you're fine when you're not.
6. you shouldn't ask for the truth ALL THE TIME.

just let me live my life.i don't want to compromise and watch everything go by and then get left behind.
juicy woozies!

forget that there's me and i would do the same.
i'd forget me too

2006-12-16T00:54:00.000+08:00

i am not sad.
i am not unhappy.
i am not disappointed.
i am not angry.
i am not frustrated.
i am not down.
i am not crazy.
i am nothing.

i just feel like crying.
can?

2006-12-15T02:38:00.000+08:00

this must be one of those sleepless nights when i feel like i must be the only one on earth who's still awake.
my ankle is so painful i can't sleep.
bloody step. i knew i shouldn't have walked home.
or else i could have prevented this tragedy of falling off ONE step.
mind you,it's not even considered like a normal step.
it was just a kerb-y looking thing by the road and i managed to fall.
and imagine all those uncles intheir taxis/cars/buses laughing their heads off.
how unglam.

it is a wonder how you can be so sure and unsure of something at the same time. this high-level multitasking completely astounds me. it still does and i think it will never cease to.

2006-12-14T00:14:00.000+08:00

hey all buggers (not to forget the people without a life and need one).
remember to wear white shirts with colorful bras underneath when you play with water.
oh yes, and fire.
especially when it's like a water-based game so that everyone can see what's beneath those hideous white shirts.
or else, use you brains(blains).

was just reading something from the writer of SEX IN THE CITY, 'the between boyfriends book' and it is so good!then it promptly brings me to the topic of BGR. why are we so anti-relationships nowadays? does this sound familiar- 'We mean the best for you. so you should lock yourself up in that mini-cage until you're 21.' it's so contradicting how then we allow games that have the both sexes (together with their raging hormones) running into each other. weird right? i don't know how to control my hormones sometimes,like many others out there. throw a manual or instriction sheet on how to restrain myself and i could read it a million times,memorise it from the back to the front and i still wouldn't get it.

then what now?
control,lor.

what else?

2006-12-10T22:17:00.000+08:00

STAR AWARDS 2006
it's crazy,this year's awards presentation.
everyone came.
the psychomaniacs(read:mavis hee)
the ex-wife man
the taiwanese wannabees
the usual never-grow-olds
the blind man who received two awards
the aunty in blue whose daughter loves blue
the people who don't speak mandarin properly
(why still call them to come huh?)
lastly,the woman who hasn't touched any awards since i remember(read:patricia mok)

so much drama in a short three hours.
too much,if i say..
it was hilarious watching these 'glamourous' people finally showing their true colours.
finally,they're not as high-up-there as they always seem.tplease lah,they're humans too.they make mistakes like trying too hard to ham it up for the camera sometimes/all the time. i still think adrain pang deserves a plasticy ornament.give him something!

2006-12-10T13:49:00.000+08:00

currently still in sleeping mode.
MOS
met primary and secondary school friends.
went with poly mates.
how interesting and nostalgic.

now what do you take me for?

2006-12-08T14:16:00.000+08:00

what is the use of smiling when you really don't want to?
get real.
can you control whether you'd sink or swim?
this time,it's different because i walk the sidelines.

yay.i hear you talking but your words don't mean a thing.
currently reading the between boyfriends book.truthfully hilarious book.
willingness doesn't equal to ability.
like i am more than willing to swallow a cheeseburger(without pickles)now but i am not able to.because it is too late for any,fats cannot be burnt!
same thing applies to life innit.
that is why you don't always get back what you deserve.

cheers to this messed up world.

2006-12-08T01:16:00.000+08:00

had fun today.
science lesson,cookery class.
muffins were slightly burnt,
but otherwise quite delicious.
yummistic!
and i had a little 'J' pretzel!
('J' stands for Joyce can).

yayness and three cheers to the muffins group!

well..just a few words to end the day.i know how to live this life,for thelast time.trust me on that and give me some space to breathe.even if i've blundered alot,just leave me alone.i'm through with all the sarcasm and stuff.i need to get a life and so do you.

2006-12-06T22:37:00.000+08:00

damn.
i'm only human.
what do you expect from me?
do all you want but i refuse.
i refuse to play this foolish game.
it's too much for me.

don't play with my mind.
i'm losing it.

i can't believe i'm falling for a little silly game.too many problems for me to handle. my plate is full and it's unbearable.all i can think of is how to escape.help me to find the exit to all these torment.i've had enough of defeat and i'm not as brave as i seem.i shake all the time,behind that smile.help me find me back and i'd do anything.
i need to dry my eyes and kill the loss in me.
let all the buggers scram off and get their own life.i don't need reminders to tell me about ME.

2006-12-05T14:18:00.000+08:00

i don't want to see that face of yours,
because it freaks me out,turns me off.
why should i compromise,
when you can't even do likewise.

2006-12-03T12:37:00.000+08:00

rules of feminism
#1 - NEVER PEEL PRAWNS FOR YOUR MAN.
okay.not just prawns(just in case he doesnt eat them). no crabs or lobsters.nor green peas in sakae sushi. get my drift? if they want it,they'll have to work fo rit.that is unless it's a two-way thing.like he peels something for you and you do likewise. HOWEVER,if the above-mentioned man is a jerk orr anything near,DO NOT return ANY favors.you DESERVE it.

#2 - THE REMOTE CONTROL IS A SHAREDPROPERTY.
unless you love soccer,basketball,criket,golf or anything related to the channels 22,23,24.girls are entitled to that occasional melodramas.that doesn't mean that you should overdose on them,pal!

#3- HIS ROOM IS HIS ROOM.
technically,we're not obliged to clean the pig's room. so hands off,unless you contribute to more than 80% of the mess.anything less than that is his problem.

unless you can abide by the top THREE rules of feminism,do not attempt to try the last one.

#4 - YOUR BESTFRIENDS' EXBOYFRIENDS ARE HUGE NO-NOs
if you remember mean girls as fondly as i do,this is where it comes in. no matter how hot he seems,he is a used-before by someone close to you. you don't want to have anything to do with a has-been. enough said.

2006-12-01T16:39:00.000+08:00

"Foolish Games"

You took your coat off and stood in the rain,
You're always crazy like that.
And I watched from my window,
Always felt I was outside looking in on you.
You're always the mysterious one with
Dark eyes and careless hair,
You were fashionably sensitive
But too cool to care.
You stood in my doorway, with nothing to say
Besides some comment on the weather.

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Well in case you failed to notice,
In case you failed to see,
This is my heart bleeding before you,
This is me down on my knees, and...

[Chorus]
These foolish games are tearing me apart,
And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart.
You're breaking my heart.
You're always brilliant in the morning,
Smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee.
Your philosophies on art, Baroque moved you.
You loved Mozart and you'd speak of your loved ones
As I clumsily strummed my guitar.
You'd teach me of honest things,
Things that were daring, things that were clean.
Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean.
I hid my soiled hands behind my back.
Somewhere along the line, I must've gone
Off track with you.

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Well, excuse me, guess I've mistaken you for somebody else,
Somebody who gave a damn,
Somebody more like myself.

[Chorus]
You took your coat off,
Stood in the rain,
You're always crazy like that.

2006-11-29T22:46:00.000+08:00

i'm bored.
very bored.
entertain me,someone.

2006-11-28T00:43:00.000+08:00

where were you when i needed the truth?
it's just like everywhere you go,you see faces that you don't recognise.

in hating him,you love.
and it is in love that you learn to let go.

am currently in a profound mood to expound the complexity of human nature yet again. so complicated in all it's understanding known to mankind. yet,in it's state of boggleness,it is simple. it's either you get it or you don't. simple.
sometimes peaople like to say,'life is never likened to a bed of roses' and the reason being the thorns. what are the throns in our lives that hinders it from becoming bed that we can comfortably throw ourselves on? is it the freaking freakzord opposite your flat who refuses to put on his clothes while he walk around the house? or that teacher who sends you 'i-love-you' messages? okayys. enough of nonsense. but i've asked myself and i and joyce.we were unable to come up with a satisfactory answer.
it must be that auntie upstairs and her karaoke system. damn noisy can?

peace OUT, toodles,noodles,woodles.

'truth is always overrated.'

2006-11-26T22:14:00.001+08:00

AUTO-PILOT (2)
i'm still trying to get back to normality. such a crazy little world.
*sleep-not-enough
*stone-too-much

camp was okay. i just cannot concentrate on anything now.i need to eat something hot! like french fries!yummies.lightly salted and hot french fries!

second part will be on the next day. cant focus now.
i need jokes.

2006-11-26T22:14:00.000+08:00

2006-11-24T12:19:00.000+08:00

i didn't sleep last night.
and i'm on auto-pilot now.

was supposed to be having supper with 'XXVAMPIRE' but ended up hanging out at macs the whole morning.literally. don't ask me how it happened because i don't know how. we watched some baby laughing on youtube and another taiwan variety sadistic show.so sick that they didn't allow people to laugh.how sad.. but anyways,the important thing is that, i'm totally missing my bed and booboo now. there's gonna be gb camp later at changi and god knows how i'm surviving through it. yayness.
oh and macs stops selling icecream from 3am. it's true, tried and tested.and that XXVAMPIRE is probably still in his bed soaking up all the rest he needs. no cheers to that.

***PS: you ought to be in school!

2006-11-21T16:18:00.000+08:00

these are really good stuff about men. not that they make them better ones but just because they tickle me a little. boy, what a man.

27 Facts About Men

1. Men like to barbecue. Men will cook if danger is involved.

2. Men who have pierced ears are better prepared for marriage. They’ve experienced pain and bought jewelry.

3. Men who have tattoos think they have a piece of artwork on them. Yeah, like a flaming skull is art?

4. Men are very confident people. "My husband is so confident that when he watches sports on television, he thinks that if he concentrates he can help his team. If the team is in trouble, he
coaches the players from our living room, and if they’re really in trouble, I have to get off the phone in case they call him." - good one,boy

5. Men like phones with lots of buttons. It makes them feel important.

6. Men love to be the first to read the newspaper in the morning. Not being the first is upsetting to their psyches.

7. All men are afraid of eyelash curlers. I sleep with one under my pillow, instead of a gun.

8. A good place to meet a man is at the dry cleaner. These men usually have jobs and bathe.

9. All men hate to hear “We need to talk about our relationship.” These seven words strike fear in the heart of even General Schwartzkopf.

10 Men are sensitive in strange ways If a man has built a fire and the last log does not burn, he will take it personally.

11 Men have an easier time buying bathing suits, Women have two types: depressing and more depressing Men have two types: nerdy and not nerdy.

12 Men have higher body temperatures than women If your heating goes out in winter, I recommend sleeping next to a man. Men are like portable heaters that snore.

13 Women take clothing much more seriously than men I’ve never seen a man walk into a party and say “Oh no, I’m so embarrassed; I’ve got to get out of here. There’s another man wearing a black tuxedo.”

14 Most men hate to shop That’s why the men’s department is usually on the first floor of a department store, two inches from the door.

15 If a man prepares dinner for you and the salad contains three or more types of lettuce, he is serious.

16 If you’re dating a man whom you think might be “Mr Right,” if he a) got older, b) got a new job, or c) visited a psychiatrist, you are in for a nasty surprise. The cocoon-to-butterfly theory only
works on cocoons and butterflies.

17 No man is charming. all of the time Even Cary Grant is on record saying he wished he could be Cary Grant.

18 When four or more men get together, they talk about sports.

19 When four or more women get together, they talk about men.

20 Men are less sentimental than women. No man has ever seen the movie THE WAY WE WERE twice, voluntarily.

21 Most women are introspective: “Am I in love? Am I emotionally and creatively fulfilled?” Most men are outrospective: “Did my team win? How’s my car?”

22 If a man says, “I’ll call you,” and he doesn’t, he didn’t forget.. he didn’t lose your number.. he didn’t die. He just didn’t want to call you.

23 Men hate to lose. I once beat my husband at tennis I asked him, “Are we going to have fun again?” He said, “Maybe.. next year.”

24 Getting rid of a man without hurting his masculinity is a problem. “Get out” and “I never want to see you again” might sound like a challenge If you want to get rid of a man, I suggest saying, “I love you.. I want to marry you.. I want to have your children.” Sometimes they leave skid marks.

25 Men are self-confident because they grow up identifying with super- heroes. Women have bad self-images because they grow up identifying with Barbie.

26 Male menopause is a lot more fun than female menopause With female menopause you gain weight and get hot flashes. Male menopause - you get to flirt with young girls and drive motorcycles.

27 Men forget everything; women remember everything. That’s why men need instant replays in sports .They’ve already forgotten what happened

2006-11-20T15:36:00.000+08:00

hey to no-lifers.
everyone's busy with their pears and tomatoes on adobe but i haven't started on any.how hardworking.
anyways,i found out the TRUTH and the TRUTH hurts. yay. only for 2 bloody seconds.

2006-11-18T19:24:00.000+08:00

yayness!i finally found the meaning of being happy because of me and not any him.
seriously,i'm kind of tired of living my life for people who don't deserve my time and energy.don't tell me what to do with my life or about what you think is best for me. because,freakzord,this is my BLOODY life and I know who to turn to. i'm done with buggers directing me where to go.enough of heartbreaks and tears.and good riddance to all the f**kin promises that will NEVER(repeat,NEVER) come true.
it's time for empowerment. even if it means that we all have to hide behind some strong-willed disguise that spells,'i don't need any sympathy because i am so strong'. it beats having some people trampling over you like they own this world. just freak out of my life.

screw it,freak out,scram off.
yes,it's my life.
tears are wasted if it's spent on trying to find a reason to cry.
on a lighter note,some people really know how to make my day!

2006-11-13T15:53:00.000+08:00

if i don't cry, it doesn't mean that i'm enjoying this friggin world.
just because you see me laughing,it doesn't mean that i don't hurt.
and crying doesn't necessarily mean that i'm weak.
anyways, the truth is always overrated.seriously.

2006-10-31T15:47:00.000+08:00

sipping mango smoothie in the library's cafe can be so relaxing.
that's not what i'm going to talk about though.
ever wanted to be someone ordinary with no life and absolute zero character?
teach me how to because all i want to be is anything but ordinary.
can't imagine how NOT to leave my gorgeous footprints on the sand and NOT havong anybody remembering me.
so please,help me be extraordinary.

back to reality though.
just skipped dpip for no good f**kin readon and it feels damn dangerous.
laugh out loud

2006-10-29T17:09:00.000+08:00

oh greats.
today's hottest topic(even hotter than angelina jolie): the WORLD.
ever had someone telling you how much/how little you mean?
eg,"oh..you mean the world to me and i can't live without you!"
OR
"you do know how f**kED up you are,right?"

i have.
and i totally know what it means to believe the person(s) because of that damn glitter/glare in their eyes.
the conclusion?
wear sunnies to block them out.

#don't tell me what i shouldn't do.
cos' now i won't listen to anyone.
repeat. NO ONE.

2006-10-28T15:05:00.000+08:00

"Freak Out"
Try to tell me what I shouldnt do
You should know by now,I wont listen to you
Walk around with my hands up in the air
Cause I dont care

Cause I'm alright I'm fine

Just freak out let it go
I'm gonna live my life
I cant ever run and hide
I wont compromise cause I'll never know
I'm gonna close my eyes
I cant watch the time go by
I wont keep it inside
Freak out let it go
Just freak out let it go

You dont always have to do everything right
Stand up for yourself
and put up a fight
walk around with your hands up in the air
like you dont care

Cause I'm alright I'm fine

Just freak out let it go
I'm gonna live my life
I cant ever run and hide
I wont compromise cause I'll never know
I'm gonna close my eyes
I cant watch the time go by
I wont keep it inside
Freak out let it go

just let me live my life
and i won't ever run and hide

--very female empowering.

2006-10-25T23:00:00.000+08:00

have got this movie i must really watch. all thanks to abel who's dangling the bait in front of me(on msn).
any takers?
oh yes,it's THE PRESTIGE.

sometimes,people will come and go. the going is always more important than the coming. it is always how they go that leaves the deepest impression.
best of luck.
cheers to this freaked out world.

2006-10-25T00:31:00.000+08:00

this is absolutely not the best of the best times to blog about something so close to my heart. i'm semi-insane and half-crazy.however,the increasing need pushes me off my boundaries to address this grave issue.
it's about women,again.
why do women bitch about women?
shouldn't we unite against men and all dogs?
it is so wrong for me to bitch about someone behind his/her back because a proper bitch does it in front of the so-called victim. the 'so-called' is added in because you never know who is the exact victim till you say the concluding word/senence/phrase for that matter.

well,let's all try to make this world a better place to live in. i'm not trying to be nelson mandela or anything.we should all hold hands and walk down the sunset together,sucking huge lollies.elminate all the gossips and backstabbing around us and contribute to a bitch-free environment.peace OUT.

if that's what you want.

2006-10-23T15:26:00.000+08:00

HEY TO ALL THE BUGGERS OUT THERE WHO HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO LIFE.(read:you)
my weekend(yes,it's about me)was burnt. trying to get as much sleep as possible and celebrating ONE birthday.
now that all of us are packed into this computer lab at a goddamn block tucked behind the model planes that nobody bothers about, we're trying to learn this dreamweaver software. funny name,yes.the lecturer that we're having speaks at an amazingly fast speed that renders me almost lost.almost but not LOST.
and i'm multi-tasking again,as usual.
*the below is an extract that i was dying to post up*
i wish mr lee would send me home once.
i wish mr lee would give me lilies once a month.
*end of extract*
as some buggers would like it, the above is just an extract and is not directed to any lees of the known-world.it is just a fragment of the author's imgination you think what,i want to blog about you is it?

bah.
i lurrve doing this.

2006-10-21T23:36:00.000+08:00

may liverpool triumph over manutd tomorrow.

yay.

i'm getting ready my champagne and party poppers.

2006-10-18T23:35:00.000+08:00

the theory
To be happy with a man,you have to love him a little and understand him alot.
To be happy with a woman,just love her alot and not try to understand her at all.

i have just sworn off expounding the topic of understanding men.at least i'm not going to talk about them in this special post.this is to all men about us girls.
think you've fully understood us? think again and AGAIN.
the few truths you should know:

1. We don't mind waiting up till 3am to receive a bloody sms that simply reads,"goodnight and sweet dreams"
sounds totally silly and love-sick but ask any girl if she has had this one wonderful experience.i'd be more than a hundred percent spot on.why? that's because we're crazy over all these messages that most probably were hardwork of 30seconds(or less) put in by a very sleepy male counterpart.and the chances are that he has just finished his i-swear-it-is-the-last-stage xBox game.how surprising,but true.

2. we don't always mean what we say.okay?
let's get this straight,if we really mean it,check out for our body language.should our eyes wander about the surroundings and our arms swing to no valid reason,w're just kidding.the real thing is that we don't want to weigh you guys down with unnecessary responsibilities that actually we can do without.you don't actually have to send us right up to our doorstep and see us into the gate and stand around for a good 10seconds of looking into the partner's eyes before you can finally make your way home to the pigsty.do what you deem fit. don;t give us the nonsense that it is our DUTY to send you home. that only tells us that you're actually forced into this responsibility that you see in your dreams.

3. thou shall learn to give the right answers,AT THE RIGHT TIME.and the truth doesn't always have to be spelt out.
as girls,we have to admit that we don't always like to hear the truth(eg.'YOU ARE FAT' or 'ACTUALLY I DONT REALLY KNOW YOU WELL')for that we're truly sorry but seriously,who loves to hear the truth all the time? then you're going to stage an outdoor protest(IMF over) and shout out,'so what can i say and not say??'that's simple.just love the girl and use your loaf.it's not there for nothing to contribute.

lesson over.please pay to listen to more words of wisom from the jestificator.
peace out.

negative feelings?

TOO BAD.*