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    Tuesday, December 26, 2006

    ouh.
    have i told you what it feels like.
    it feels like love.
    it feels like a lifetime of serendipity.

    thank you honey.

    @ 11:42 PM

    the things that are still running on my mind (besides mr. lifetime) are fixed costs and WACC and everything accounting. i am supposed to start studying for my ultimate last paper but decided a few hours of tv and laptop wont hurt. ouhhh boy. mr. lifetime sure gonna nag at me. but im not complaining. bkoz he loves me. n dats hot.

    and the influence of alcohol...hmm...yes i've put myself clear before but that was in my previous blog. the one with dark pasts and many broken dreams. but anyhows, after the party with mr. lifetime, his best friend and her hubby-to-be, we witnessed a real 'live' beng fight. yah the one with kanina chau chi bai and lan chiao being aired at one fullerton. thing is. the challenger is someone not their own size. or rather, age. the victim is one of the cabbie driver lar. and these 2 bengs really know how to fight like men. but they also know how to run for cover like kids after doing their shit. and the driver was moaning until he went quiet. seeing something like that makes me sick. like what da eff? ur drunk. cab driver might have trigerred something. ur drunkardly mad and decide to knock him off? and fuckiest thing is, no one help the driver lar. not until the fight was over. everyone was just standing there. perhaps they were too busy jotting down his plate number. or they were just plain stupid fucks.

    i tell you. if i keep on typing fuck here, blogger's gonna ban me. but it's such a beautiful word.

    CSI rocks my world.

    and yes. the kinda overdue pictures. did u drown while waiting?



    don't try to play tai-tee or heart attack in choo choo train.



    choo choo train very noisy but we likeeeee



    i cinta everyone in here. kopet or not.



    that is called rilek one corner the pengantin style



    strictly no boutique shopping for us that day



    we took the 70cents bus to klcc



    our doinky nicest warmest funniest lamest loveliest boys



    we sayang each other many2 although we may look like retards at times



    no smoking? what?! but we left our IDs at the apartment ms door BITCH! pfft.



    we gained 10kg immediately.



    Aypah's part-time bf, Puspawan



    the kakakakaka night



    Genting!!! yayyyy!

    ok. and then my lumic decided to die on me. so the rest of the pics are still with dada n yanyan. upload cepat!!!!

    ok!

    got to study some theory shits.

    c ya. dont wanna be ya.

    @ 10:01 PM

    Monday, December 18, 2006
    aloha sg.
    sorry but i can't wait to share my super sweet worthwhile (with a pinch of bitterness for the group) weekend madness with the loves.
    it is definitely what chacha calls it 'what a trip!'
    thousands of frames (super kewlness, like literally lor) to be uploaded.
    so hold your breath i promise i wont drown you.
    and i miss genting already.
    the fact that it was so damn foggy and freaking cold that they don't need any aircon technicians around.
    heeeeeeeeeeeee.
    ok it's 2 already.
    and i need to snore now.
    a happy snore yayyy!

    and my bf got me this gorgeous T & Co ring!
    ah so many things.
    but this snore sensation is overwhelming.
    cannot tahan liaow.

    au revoir!

    @ 1:56 AM

    Sunday, December 10, 2006
    but on another note, i feel better after watching this clip. it explains what i feel inside. it dances my thoughts out. and i'm smiling now. despite the fact that there's another new problem. i wish to kill my daddy's visitors Saw the movie style. they suck. MLM fucking suck. as an amature marketeer, let me tell you something. don't waste your moolah on un-commercialised stoopid things aka medicines and yada yada. you want medicines, you go visit your doctor. you want vitamins, go visit the pharmacy. you want a fug, go fug yourself.

    but for now, watch this clip. and it will take all your worries and doubts away. if it doesn't, then go fug yourself.


    Promise
    By Ciara
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    @ 10:44 PM

    i ain't that
    i ain't ***
    like that kinda thing
    don't fashionise me
    don't gear me up
    i ain't that
    i ain't ***
    i may be some of this and some of that
    but i do not want to be like ***
    im classier
    im sorry but i see further in life
    i feel the need to accomplish so much
    and that definitely ain't ***
    don't mistook my strength as an ego
    bkoz i ain't like ***
    don't tell me this
    don't tell me that
    bkoz i ain't ***
    but i haven't had much of a choice
    to talk my stupid thoughts out
    so i decided to blog about it
    and it's wearing me out
    but anyhows,
    im still holding on tight to that life knife behind my back.
    you know.
    for emergency purpose.
    just in case.
    so i could just kill and run away.
    it definitely hurts lesser that way.

    so don't ask me what this is all about. i just got back from jb after looking for my twin bro's wedding stuffs and i got home at 6am from zoukout and im deadbeat. im wondering if it's ok to smoke in this thing im wearing now. bkoz tampines is infact the next geylang i reckon. soooooo many malays lar. and does anyone wants me to sing a birthday song for them? so i could try my luck and publish it on myspace crossing my fingers that p diddy or master p might bump into my profile hahahaha. then i'll be a singapore version of cassie. cassie terus. lassie adalah.

    has anyone read cat n mouse in a haunted house before? cute giler lar.

    and i found pics. year 2004 pics. i shall post them up real soon bkoz..............bkoz i just found them lah ok. and then i was wondering that i might be holding onto them sweet memories for a wee bit too long that i think it is time to let go. like frou frou said, there's a beauty in breakdown. so, i really don't know what to do. how do you define the letting go part? does it include deleting every pics in your comp or online albums or burning all the 4Rs u have? or it is just an emotional flow? i dont know. u tell me. my definition is obviously burning all the frames bastards i once had a thing with. but except for the good ones. the worthy ones. n they tell me i could keep their pictures. n then i thought to myself, i am indeed in a very serious relationship so will it be a risk if i decided to once in a while look thru the old albums remembering the times me and the ex-him once had and then that would make me feel guilty. i dont know. bkoz its like im thinking n smiling of another instead of my significant one so is that considered to be as "cheating" literally? if not, emotionally? ok ok. maybe the word is not cheating. but humans are all the same. one thought will lead to another thousand thoughts. and i dont know where im going with this...

    dian, please ah. i still have dozens of bastard faces to burn. then we'll sing burn by usher while burning away the memories. and then perhaps i'll be happier and feel lighter. bkoz bastards frames in my cupboard is equivalent to me living with them. n it pulls me down.

    another random dumb entry.
    thanks for reading but u've just wasted your time.

    @ 9:51 PM

    Saturday, December 09, 2006
    and so, i have a new toy for a new year! yayy! thank you starhub for the voucher. now i can just cam whore anywhere and any style i want to. and the mmc that comes with it is huge lar. and i love it. n bf loves it. n bff love it bkoz of the video call from bf last night n bff get to see him being so blardy shy that they get to laugh at him. the power of 3G is sooo......yummm.....

    and i got more than a C for financial management. anyone whos finances need to be managed?
    pls call 1800-imbroke and an operator will assist you shortly.

    and today is the zoukout day. i still havent decided what to wear. shall i go for a quick shopping spree later to use up my isetan vouchers? or shall i just make do with whatever i have and try that new recipe instead? fyi, today my mum cooked chilli crab! tralalalalala....nak sikit?

    and i just found out that my new toy has a powderful bluetooth integrated thingy that i could play my tracks wirelessly to a stereo system. dats hot.

    and i still dunno what to get for my bf's 20+ birthday pwessie. hahahaha. 20+ huh. dat actually made him somehow looked "young" on cyber. ok ok. im so gonna get it from him later for bitching about him. bring it on lar....tua! :)

    tua tua pun, i still sayang wattttttt...

    n im ecstatic about the kl genting trip next week! with the girlies and the bf. super complete lor. and alas, after so many donkey years, i will get to ride the choo choo train to kl. eeeeeeeeee!!! n yes. not to forget to bring the cards along. but unfortunately, epichah couldnt make it lor. n aydah said if he gets to follow, he confirm blanje alot of stuffs (read: booze n yada yada) n it's only his bonus! blanje orang macam menang lottery gitu! baik hati epichah eh. but too bad lah hor. n dats not hot.

    and after all those fun n kakaka-ing, i will be facing with my last 2 papers too dead too soon. bleargh. maybe i should bring some notes to kl. pffttt.

    ok now i want to hunt for some killer tracks n music clips.

    then off to hunt the chilli crab in the kitchen.

    sape2 yang ke zouk out, happy zouk outing!

    @ 2:51 PM

    Sunday, December 03, 2006
    weekend = penat + happening + colourful + kekek + dan tempat2 yg sewaktu dengan nye.

    pics will be uploaded by aydah, nani, jun and dian. ermmm....aydah, have u taken jun's mmc card from her? otherwise, god knows how long she's gonna take uploading the pics. :p

    n mummy's home! yayyyy!!!

    and tmrw back to work. boooooooo!!!

    and bf is having this family feast and i miss him already lar!!!

    and finally, cha n helmie halal liaow. i bet they eventually got "sleepy" once we left just now. wayyyyyyyy before their usual bedtime. harharhar very funny lar.

    ok.

    braindead.

    bye.

    @ 10:30 PM

    Friday, December 01, 2006
    REMIND ME NOT TO GO TO ANYMORE KEDAI GUNTING RAMBUT NYONYA.
    I ASKED FOR A TRIM.
    NOT A THIN, BITCHHHHHHHHH.
    URGH.
    NOW MY HAIR LOOKS LIKE A LIFELESS PUSSY.
    WITH NOT MUCH VOLUME!
    NO ONE CAN TOUCH MY HAIR VOLUME.
    U COULD MEDDLE WITH THE LENGTH.
    BUT NEVER THE VOLUME!
    AND MY HAIR NOW LOOKS LIKE THE SOOOO NOWADAYS WHICH IS LIKE THE EEUUU!
    I HATE IT I HATE IT I FUCKING HATE IT.
    THATS IT.
    FROM NOW ONWARDS, IT WILL ONLY BE GABRIEL, GABRIEL AND GABRIEL WHO WILL BE CUTTING MY HAIR. IF IT'S GONNA TAKE ME TO TRAVEL ALL THE WAY TO HOLLAND V, I FUCKING WILL!!!

    BKOZ NO ONE TOUCHES WITH MY HAIR VOLUME!!!
    NO ONEEEEE!!!!!!!

    @ 1:32 PM