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Monday, October 31, 2005

Chinese was phat. I finally knew what was I inditing! So I hope I can get a c5. Else, I'll stick toothpicks in between my eyelids and never step into China again.

Oh yes, I ate 10 pieces/sticks? of fries, which were dipped in mayo sauce and Phildadelphia cheese. Okie, demeritorious but it's no longer a worriment. I've decided to have the J-Lo body, that includes bigger boobs and a vastly butt.

My mum wants me to take up singing lessons all cause she was aspired by my pa's friend's wife who has nothing constuctive to do in Canada. Hence, she created this cd which was professionally recorded and it also includes songs like tian mi mi.

Speaking of which, I kind of esteem Theresa Teng songs. I think it's because of bubu's influences or something similar. Ahh well. Oldies are so over. So let's not digress any further. Ooo, it rhythms.

I want to ride a bike soon! Seeing Celeste ride makes me inferior and green. I want to wear a pink helmet with my pink bike and do ten laps around CTE. Then again, Pa did say that he might consider purchasing a mazaa sports car. He's such a flickle-minded person. I mean, I was sure he did told me that he was not intending to purchase a four wheeler for me. Sheesh.

I have alot of things I want to accomplished by the end of this year/next year.

I intend to :
  • Save enough moola to get 2 tickets for my baby and me to go on a 3 days 2 night cruise.
  • Buy my baby her long awaited Adidas jacket.
  • Perm my hair like Alice in Alice in Wonderland.
  • Start my dance classes.
  • Apply for Cable Teebee.

I'll think of more later. The next Action Star's on. So goodbye for now. Anyway, this entry's offal, I'm just in the bladerdash mood now.

HEEELLLL YAAAAHHHH, tomorrow's my 13th anni. (=

musical carousels 2:20 PM
Sunday, October 30, 2005

It's a miracle, a true blue spectacle
I'm sanguine that there's nothing to fear, for my martyr's here.
and Luscious, there'll be dancing in the streets --
we're at the junction where star-crossed lovers meet.

The miracle is you,
our extant alleory so true.

=)
musical carousels 10:11 AM

Ryl,Val (grins!), Sue, Cia, Ber, Melody,Mel,Huey and Sam.

The pillars for the fragile one.

Period , for now.
musical carousels 1:31 AM
Friday, October 28, 2005

Welching on my promises, that's my forte.

Optimistic,buoyant and upbeat -
That's what I was yesterday.

Despite so,

I will rekindle the sparks of the diminished flame.
Anything to decapitate the growing pain.
musical carousels 9:57 PM
Monday, October 17, 2005

Edited : 10.25pm

Nique inked a letter C ( which represents Cheryl ) on her, ahem, body.
Tell me, where can you find such a luscious lover like her?

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Ok, so why I considered funerals as shallow affairs :


  1. Instead of expressing their deepest condolences, shoals are gathered to be exposed to immense entertainment, like mahjong, and also, to play the roles of a quidnunc.
  2. Every guest's main 'disquietude' is on the dishes rather than the deceased.
  3. Even the affected relatives seem to be exultant. For instances, my father went around introducing my sister and me to each of every cousin of his -- the queerest thing was that we've never met them before, not even during the chinese luna new year, such a pardox ain't it? Moreover, they seemed to be catching up on their own personal fictions rather than expressing their immense dispair.
  4. Let me catechize, for a christian fuernal, you're allowed to wear anything so long as the colour of the garments are stygian right? So, if I were to wear a white dress or a white polo tee accompanied by a black skirt, it would not be offensive, yeh? But no, apparently, Mr big dickhead aka my father, thinks otherwise. In which, I've committed the greatest crime ever. Therefore, I was presented with a slap, which was conducted directly infront of my grandmother's casket. In addition, I was being accused for mistooking my grandmother's wake as a party? I mean, look who's talking? I wasn't the clay piegeon who was making merry throughout the entire requiem.

Digressing, I was clearing through my drawer and I happened to come across these. I'll upload more soon, just kinda lazy to edit/photoshop them.
musical carousels 10:41 AM
Sunday, October 16, 2005

Funerals are superficial events.

I've alot to say but my mind refuses to work with me. Damn it.
musical carousels 8:56 PM

Lamentation.

Shall blog more again later, I think. I'm enervated, this template took me 7 hours to complete it.

Go pink.
musical carousels 6:09 AM
Thursday, October 06, 2005

Scorned and Distained, She never brooked such boundless pain. Dereaved depicts the current mood, for she's sure her life will never be good.
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On the contrary, got people say I look like jeanette aw leh. HAHA
musical carousels 11:28 PM
Wednesday, October 05, 2005

trepidation sparked within her eyes, for she knows what she saw was not a lie. He was so close, so close to syncope, it was as though she lost her only hope.
He = My Father. =(
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Betwxit between four walls; with nothing but an empty floor.
Exultancy has misplaced it's legitimation; Felicity has come to a cessation.
A ballerina in a musical box - trapped and pococurante
She chose to walk alone. Though others wondered why.
Refused to look before her, Kept eyes cast upwards, Towards the sky.
She didn't have companions. No need for earthly things.
Only wanted freedom, From what she felt were puppet strings.
She longed to be a bird. That she might fly away.
She pitied every blade of grass For planted they would stay.
She longed to be a flame. That brightly danced alone.
Felt jealous of the steam That made the air its only home.
Some say she wished too hard. Some say she wished too long.
But we awoke one autumn day To find that she was gone.
The trees, they say, stood witness. The sky refused to tell.
But someone who had seen it Said the story played out well.
She spread her arms out wide. Breathed in the break of dawn.
She just let go of all she held...


And then she was gone.
musical carousels 11:12 PM

The moon cast a shadow on my bedroom wall. One silhouette not two, nothing about this is familiar at all Guess it's all what I'm used to,I've never pictured myself in this frame of mind. Perhaps by the time I open my eyes, things will turn out fine.
I want to be dorothy and owe a pair of ruby shoes. I want to wave a wand and be all cool. I wish to fly away, away from the crowd. I desire to be a princess with my very own crown.
I yearn for a room filled with candies and candles, not spinning wheels and poison apples. I want to be like infant Charlie, and some day earn chunks of money.
Despite so, All dreams are meant to be shattered, Miracles will always be crumbled. I'll never obtain victory in any fights, for I know I'm only destined to be one's corpse bride.
6.41am oct 5 2005
Lost in an abyss of unfathomable theories; All I'm left with are dire memories. I don't intend to cross any new frontiers, for my life's jammed with enough fears.
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E maths and Physics, my two new besties. (=
musical carousels 1:07 AM

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