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[Jun. 4th, 2006|08:30 pm] |
i remembered the last time i have a break from school was after A levels with 7 mths of holidays. i was working for starhub call center and partying full-time, meaning wednesday, friday and saturday. ha! it was a changing point, i was exploring all the sins of a budding youth. i have a lot of fun and make a lot of mistake as well.
now, i just began my 2nd break. i just graduated from university. this break has been filled with activities, and i realised i have been more mature than the previous break. more in control and rational. the high point of this break is i get to make peace and rekindle my feelings with all my past primary, secondary, and jc mates. surprisingly, i am now good mates with enemies from my prev schools. ironically, i have distance myself from my good frens in all these prev schools. HA! life, oh how interesting.
so while one the first break, cludding when u r nearing 18, was an event of trying to dress mature to get into clubs, heading the boat quay and letting guys picking you up. on the 2nd break, cludding is catching up and dance and drink the night away with close friends. and cludding is also club-hopping all in the name of fun to share with ur friends. you no longer keen if u r pick up or not. more often than not, you reject adavances and only get to know more ppl through friends of your friend.
i am glad to bump into some many friends yesterday. most change for the better, most change their partners. life... oh how interesting. |
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[May. 14th, 2006|09:09 pm] |
i bought 2 more pairs of heels.
i am going to taipei on wed.
i am going for hsbc interview on sun.
i am going to shanghai end of the month.
i am learning to blade. |
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[May. 11th, 2006|12:45 pm] |
i must do justice to my lack of photos...
after months of staying in the house, studying for my last few papers of my whole 15 yrs of education, i finally got out of tha cage and run free and wild.... sure remind me of the old days.. i told my camera, hopping to get pics of all my friends and damn, camera screw up in front of me.. lens error it proclaimed... !@$#%$&^%*&^(^&*&#$
night started with meeting up with shuting... smuggling a cake into the club, getting to know my best fren's latest crush, surprising her with the cake. drinking 6 shooters... meeting millions of ppl that seem to say the same things, "where the hell have you been?"... which i replied the same, "ireland kills me"... most of my girl friends have turn SQ girls... i no longer able to keep track... and head to Obar, where we mosh like mad... then walk to momo, i dun even recall walking there. when u go back "home", you know u are dead... drinks where everywhere... frens was so worried my drinks were spiked cuz i was behaving irrationally.. haha... great night.. thanks everyone, all the sexiest, the hottest, the biggest thing.. i foresee myself meeting u guys are all the old places again.
been ages since i dance for everyone. hahha... hope i didnt look bad.
but one lil lil tinge of disappointment, i find out more about Mr. HIM from someone mutual. i didnt like what i hear.
and blast from the past, i used to sneak into a particular auntie friendster page to keep abreast on her affair with someone, everytime a new photo of them put up, i will heartbreak a lil. how unprofessional i have been. but recently, all photos of you guys were taken down by her. FIRST, i detested the fact you guys are still very much in contact, intimately, to have a fight. SECOND, are you dumped by her? must be. THIRD, i give u up - reason, the very fact till TODAY, after you said it's over, that you guys are still sharing such closeness. how it feel to be lied to? i never asked myself this question.
p/s my taiwan trip is postphoned. ;( |
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[May. 5th, 2006|09:30 am] |
well, previous entry did sound a lil bitchy...
went out on a meet-up... not a date yesterday. but, i dunno... the feeling is different. or rather he is right, he's different from all the guys i have dated. dont even want to think of it. if not i will run away again..
next up, damn think i have to shortchange my taiwan trip. japan and moscow... should i? really? but... horse-riding in brisbane... jesus during winter? how unique an experience that's is... but i want to dive in great barrier... not possible even if brisbane winter is milder. i tried swimming in gold coast during winter, i think i almost freeze! haha
and i do believe a large number of intellect guys do live across the causeway.
such things are diversifying and i am glad.
i gonna hit the books today! |
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[May. 2nd, 2006|08:12 pm] |
hehe... i am blissfully happey today.
first off, sis got me a gucci wallet.. woah!! so nice of her... not her money of course. 2nd, dad gave me more money.. haha! i am so money-faced. 3rd, dad writes me a cheque for my lasik! whoopee!!! finally convince him it's an investment instead of a huge one-time off loss(as he put it). When your dad knows his accounts and money, you will be speaking jargons with him all the time when u talk abt money issues, be it investment, liability, asset, risk, calculated risk, contingent liability, haha. still i love my father the most.
on the hindsight, i feel gulity too. i havent earn any money and yet, i have been spending so much. tt's why dad said i will never be a rich girl, cause i often spend more than i earn. jesus.
i am still feeling on top of the world. first paper today and it went well... 2 more to go and i will finish my studies forever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i can hardly wait!!!!!
alright i am going back to study, daddy, i promise i will get the pond and the koi fishes you always wanted. i will! i promise.
muackz, i love my daddy the most!! ;p |
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[May. 1st, 2006|02:03 pm] |
i have never been so stressed over my papers in ntu before. 306 is a killer and it's killing me. why at moments when i am most stressed most upset you are never there. you are never there. never there.
i forgotten myself, again. you are a nobody in my life since then.
god please, make me erase you out of my life. the sooner the better.
i shall make a pact with myself. after today, you will never be able to affect me emotionally. i just have to remember you were never there. |
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[Apr. 30th, 2006|11:09 pm] |
1. had a great time working yesterday. i did abuse my power a little. i didnt let those ppl whom i think behave like a snob into the club. this girl actually got so mad, she threw her credit card at me. of course, the security pull her away!! oops.. and my club is giving away free membership to pretty girls... and of course, i choose the girls!! hahaha....
2. i abuse my power again. i told a cute guy to stand aside for security... though the reason i did was to give him my number. (he looks so much like someone i love dearly, so pardon me!)
3. my lappie keyboard gone awry.. i cant press/type/use "N" at all.... damn.. why cant it be "Z" or something!!!
4. is that photo in maxim is ugly... ppl stop telling me tt. |
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[Apr. 29th, 2006|05:13 pm] |
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i meet the guy that i want to bring to melbourne and make love under the milky way. :) |
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[Apr. 25th, 2006|11:09 pm] |
It Aint Over Til Its Over Lyrics
Artist: Lenny Kravitz
Here we are, still together
We are one
So much time wasted
Playing games with love
So many tears i've cried
So much pain inside,
But baby it ain't over 'til it's over
So many years we've tried
To keep our love alive,
But baby it ain't over 'till it's over
How many times
Did we give up?
But we always worked things out
And all my doubts and fears
Kept me wondering, yeah
If i'd always, always be in love
So many tears i've cried
So much pain inside
But baby it ain't over 'til it's over
So many years we've tried
And kept our love alive
Cuz baby it ain't over 'till it's over
(This song is a song about us)
i read a good book today. it's Death Sentences by Don Watson.
and prehaps i understand the misparity between journalist and politicans.
many jounalists love, embrace, protect language, and their code of profession is "Respect for the truth and the right of the public to truth is the first duty of the journalist. In order to respect for the truth, one must have respect for the language that convey the truth. We all know the power of words. and many politican has cleverly abuse the power of word to manipulate people to their own gain. I suppose this is thus, and why the feud occurs. |
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| another surprising discovery |
[Apr. 21st, 2006|11:25 pm] |
i am a bitch. i only go for looks.
but then, whoever knew there's a mistersingapore till u date one. and when i look at the past winners, i realised i dated more than 1. and then when u incoporate the 1st runner-up, i realised i dated 3 of them.
then i started counting.
bf1-nothing
bf2-taiwaness model
bf3-mister singapore runner up
date1-rock band member with a fan base
date2-cleo bachelor
date3-cleo bachelor runnerup
date4-university pageant winner
date5-mister singapore
coupled with my average looks. make sense why, the first relationship is my longest lasting one. and the rest is pretty short and pretty much get ditched. of my god! kill me.. i cant date good-looking guys anymore! then prehaps for once my relationship will last longer(or maybe tt's not what i want). |
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