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Friday, May 30, 2008
All's fair in Love and War

I should write my own version of "Great Expectations". Sux2bme, humankind is on a death roll. I should U-turn out of Failureville and actually start living a life worth living. I had an analogy of God being a banker, but I'm too lazy to explain it. But long story short, not saying God is banker, but I'm certain He'll make a rockin' one.

Sean's house is like living in 5-star Bali Resort. I'm going there everyday from now on. Guitar Hero Goddess is my new title so all of you low-lying creatures can go bite dust and worsshiipp meeeee.. >:)

Lot1 (is it Lot1 or Lot One?) is the coolest place to be in now. Although the Mcdonalds' there is a bit smelly and the people that inhabit that area look a bit strange, I LOVE IT. It takes nearly an hour to get there from my house I feel like I'm going to Uranus or something. And I still think NASA's expulsion of poor Pluto as a planet remains TOTALLY UNJUSTIFIED. >:( Anger.

Choa Chu Kang - is that somebody's name?


tried to hunch; 2:05 PM

Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Mariah Carey rockin'

Today (27 May 1008) is LIFECHANGE.

Never am I the same person again, in body as well as in soul. Love Ng Sixuan ffoorreevverr and evverrr nevverr to paarrtt ... ;)


Next stop: Tattoo and Naval Piercing! Good grief. Your name truly does itself justice.


tried to hunch; 10:46 PM

Monday, May 26, 2008
This is my Freedom of speech

OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYY GOOOOOOODDDDDDDD EE WEI GET YOUR DIRTY HANDS OFF MY NICHOLASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. STTTOOPPPP LLOOOOKINNNGG AAATTT HIIMMM BITCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


tried to hunch; 8:56 PM

Sunday, May 25, 2008
We'll frolic and play, the eskimo way!


FULL MARKS FOR SEX APPEAL.


tried to hunch; 4:46 PM

Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Stay

"And what wounds time heals, what kisses time also conceals. I was so happy I would've smsed continuously even if you didn't reply."

It shocks me that I wrote that in my diary on 2nd September 2006. Shocks me even more that that sickness continued until late last year when I wanted to die so badly I tried to summon lightning to strike me dead. We all like to believe we grew out of that immature Lovehurtz phase - how painfully wrong we are. I don't think anyone actually "grows out of it" per se, maybe we end up "growing into it". Yah, and I am the Love Guru or something. It's the conviction, I swear. Being convicted that the boy/girl I'm looking at now, is the one I am in love with, the one who is far from perfection, whose flaws I have to constantly put up with, the one whom I want to spend the rest of myself on. Takes a while I suppose. Sigh, I speak with such ignorance. Who am I to dictate what Love is or is not. Damn it.

It starts to rain.
Then you feel a drop of rain on the back of your hand.
Then you realise you've felt that drop of rain on the back of your hand.

Hence, Conviction.

---

"I'll walk you to Tampines then."

"You sure? You're only going to slow me down leh."

"Shut up lah. I can walk as fast as you can k."

Then she tried to prove herself right by walking clumsily quicker than usual, earning her a few metres of headstart. But he caught up anyway.

"Eh can we take a break for a while? My foot hurts."

They hopped over to the empty chess table at the voideck which bore the lingering smell of cigarettes and old beer. It reminded her of Pa back home. Suddenly the bruises on her back felt more real than ever. For a second she closed her eyes and wished the pain away.

"The chair is dirty..."

"Sit on me lah."

She sat a bit awkwardly on his lap and placed her hands uncomfortably on her now sloping knees.

"Errr. It's very hard to talk like that."

"Too bad."

He put his arms around her waist to hug her, and placed his head snugly against her back. She tried her best not to wince as she didn't want to alarm him, but his touch made everything else seem insignificant. It didn't take much effort to fight the pain after all.

"Stop it lah, got people walking by."

"Don't care."

"I can't breathe. You're holding too tight! And don't you need to reach home by 7?!"

He loosened his grip to hold her soft hands, and whispered into her ear, "You want to sit facing me instead is it."

"No," she blushed. "You're damn irritating."

She sent a secret prayer up above, asking for one more minute, for one more time, for ever.

"Stop talking. I don't want to reach so soon."

He continued to hold her with all the care in the World, and she started to heal...


tried to hunch; 1:31 AM

Monday, May 19, 2008


I don't care what consequence it brings
I have been a fool for lesser things
I want you so bad, I think you ought to know that
I intend to hold you for the longest time


tried to hunch; 11:23 PM

Sunday, May 18, 2008
Wouldn't it be nice




Photos from Literary Evening, one from T3 with buddy Paul before takeoff, and one when I graduated from K2. I think I was verrryy cute. Look at my tan. Totally the 6-year-old triathelete colour can!

They say a photo is worth a thousand words, but they didn't tell you about the lies. *QUEUE THUNDER SOUND*



tried to hunch; 11:45 PM

Thursday, May 15, 2008
Wahlau updating everyday



Lazy to upload photos of the wedding. Sorry. Come to my house and I'll show you.

I died today at 5pm and woke up (they say dying is just a very long slumber thing right) at 10pm to my horror that I didn't study, and I didn't study at Starbucks. So I showered all the dirt and grime off me and cooked myself a cheese omelette with toast and a pot of English Breakfast. Watched some tv, FOUND THE MACBOOK and SHARK, looked through the wedding album, now appreciating classical music. Air on G (Suite no. 3) by Bach. Rather ironic since I skipped piano lessons today AGAIN. Should I get a second chance to live, I want to

1. Play the violin/cello
2. Play the piano
3. Dance
4. Grow long hair
5. Be a tennis star
6. Get straight As
7. Be a triathlete by the age of 10

And sorry anonymous, lest you are Nicholas' girlfriend/mother I am entitled to blog about how cute he is. :) Tomorrow = Stress. God help me. Ok night study begins now now.


tried to hunch; 12:54 AM

Tuesday, May 13, 2008
CAN WAX APPLE FLOAT ON WATER?


Oh and I just sighted a vomit-inducing photo of myself dancing with Annie (Albert's older sister) and Albert's back facing the camera. Brilliant shot Pa, brilliant shot. And till I renounce all my dignity (which some people might argue that there isn't much to begin with anyway), shall I post that photo here, or anywhere else for that matter. Bad people are lurking in the shadows of the cyber domain.. Anyway I like to jot (zhawt) down memories for memory's sake, so bear with me. Haha.

---

"Do you think the apple floats?"
"Its heavy. I say it'll definitely sink."
"But I thought weight doesn't determine whether it sinks or floats. I thought it was like, the density or something?"
"Oh yeah that's right. Ok then I think it floats!"
"But it is pretty heavy. Ok it's gonna sink."
"Alright let's try!"

He reaches out for the glass of water, and gently places the wax apple in the water. 

"Oh my god!"


tried to hunch; 11:54 PM

Monday, May 12, 2008
Feelings show

Currently at Frankfurt Airport now. I love the feeling of being in another land, being at the airport, trying to act as professional and as cool as possible. Round the trip tour MUST materialise, eventually when I get lots of money. Oh the keyboard here in Germany is different, feels funny that I actually have to look at the keyboard now while typing.

Anyway doubt anyone is reading this but I just feel like blogging it for selfish sake. Had a dream while sleeping on the plane just now. My god, when I realised I dreamt it, my nerves started jingling, my senses were like spiderman and my blood started rushing to my fingernails. Hot stuff hot stuff. I was in the airplane for some secret mission, and there were some bad guys after me so I was on the plane running away. There was a lot of fighting and stuff like that. And the guy sitting diagonally across me... We... Ohmg.

Oh yes, THANK YOU EVERYONE WHO WISHED ME HAPPY BIRTHDAY! LOVE YOU GUYS WITH ALL MY HEART. :DDDD AND very sorry to those who are unaware but your sms to me.. err. I'm overseas. But THANKS ANYWAY! I will reply you when I get back! It really put a big smile on my face reading those messages, from dear friends whose messages never fail tickle me, and especially from those whom I'd never expect to even know it was my birthday! LOVELOVELOVE.


tried to hunch; 5:20 PM


Pork.

My brother zhu is freaking married. What. The. Hell.

It hasn't sunk in completely yet though. Despite all the wedding madness, I still don't see my brother as a "married man". Feels weird. But the wedding was PERFECT. It was beyond perfection. I don't even want to try to describe it because yes, words fail me. Words can be terribly disappointing. But trust me, if there was such a thing as Perfection, it would have been last night. Partied like crazy, IN FRONT OF MY PARENTS. Felt totally awkward, like when you're there dancing like a slut and your parents are WATCHING YOU DO IT. Shit. Church people felt like, awkward too, like how do you dance in front of your church people, with like your pastors and elders looking at you. Good grief. But nonetheless, carpe diem, we gave it all, held nothing back. :)

Miss the church peepz already. Even though their names still confuse me, but I miss them. I WANT TO GO BACK THIS CHRISTMAS!!! :( :( :( Damn it they all use Facebook, and unfortunately I detest and despise Facebook so I don't have one. But maybe for them I might create one. *beams* It was soooo good seeing them again! Will miss them sooooo muchhhhhh. (L)(L)(L)(L)

So that's it, going home tonight, which will mark the end of my fake american accent (which I MUST admit I pull off pretty well teeheeheeee) and the end of my "holiday" and it's back to 'A' Levels reality in SingSingapore. This is the end of my boring entry. Photos up ASAPPPPP.

I'm sorry Jacq and all my other friends, I couldn't get the chance to shop at all. It's been wedding madness from the minute I got here. My parents are driving me up the wall and over the roof, I swear I NEVER want to travel with them EVER again. They just insulted me again. I NEVER NEVER NEVER WANT TO STAY IN THE SAME ROOM AS THEM, NOR TRAVEL AROUND WITH THEM. I KNOW THIS IS VERY TEENAGE ANGSTY IMMATURITY BUT I AM VERY ANGER WITH THEM NOW, I AM VERY MISUNDERSTOOD. SO MUCH FOR MOTHERS DAY. I HATE TRAVELING WITH THEM, GO AWAY PARENTS GO AWAYYYYYYYYYY..


tried to hunch; 4:34 AM

Monday, May 05, 2008
While you're out there searching for forever

In the name of Love, I'm still awake at this treacherous hour. God bless my soul tomorrow. I think I might take advantage of my parents being away and like, sign out early or something - go swimming, get a tan, go to the gym, etc. I was watching Something nice back home of LOST, and was thinking about the scene where Juliet was shaving Jack's stomach for surgery. And it was in that scene, where I've never seen Jack act so stubborn, almost like a child, when he said "No, I want Kate." I don't know if you'd call that Love, or just being childish. Or could Love be childish? You know how we always think we're one step above the masses when we talk about Love? Like we mould it into something of our own liking, defining it, giving it a name, a purpose, etc. But what if it's wrong? What if Love was never meant to be like that? Would you still get what you're asking for? I'm not talking from experience (clearly..), but just a fleeting thought, 'cos everyone enjoys talking about Love right. :\


Time for the customary emo/corny/lovesick ending line of every girl's blog: Give me reason, but don't give me choice. You're undeniable. Sheesh.


tried to hunch; 1:57 AM

Sunday, May 04, 2008
Something nice back home

Just finished watching LOST latest 2 episodes from their 5 week hiatus. I honestly thought this day would never come. The LOST gods are smiling down on me. :) Shivering like mad in my chair now, LOST scaring the #4 out of me. Feels pretty good, haha.

I was pretty angry at my wasted 6 bucks on the cheesecake yesterday. Meant to blog about it, but I decided not to publish it. But seriously HW, I really hated you for it.

"Ok HW, what do you want?"
"I'm sure, your brother's name is HW."
"No, there's no blueberry muffin."
"You better not put down the phone."
"No, I'm not going to buy a cookie."
"Hello?"
"I'm putting down the phone, bye."

I regret that you (reader) wouldn't understand, but I just feel like blogging it down, and blogging is a very selfish act anyway. The incident wasn't only gross and disgusting, but it also cost me my dignity, integrity, pride, and $6. It is now sitting in my fridge, unwanted and uneaten, for a 2nd night. Thanks a lot. But lucky for you it's going to be Tuesday in 3 days, it might be your last chance to redeem yourself from that hineous sin. Repent now or lose me forever. A fair deal I suppose, RJC is a great school. I believe in this context, I'm allowed to use that word. No link to indian man smoking.

I've got TOUCH RUGBY written all over my face and body. It is the month of Love.


tried to hunch; 2:20 AM

Thursday, May 01, 2008
Orange County.



GOTTA GET MY HANDS ON THE OC AND SEE WHY YOU PEOPLE MAKE SUCH A BIG DEAL OUT OF IT, other than the fact that Seth and Summer make the World's cutest (and most cliche) couple. Omg triple Cs again. Starbucks starbucks starbucks - I might as well get married there. I hope HW's not reading this. I like listening to stories so much I'm beginning to believe in hers. And the worst part is, it's making me happy. IT DID NOT HAPPEN THAT WAY HW.

"____, that ____ stole my bitch."



tried to hunch; 9:24 PM

speak UP; BE heard


Denise Cheong - "The Platypus is a beautiful and graceful creature."

Psalms 27:4 "One thing I ask of the Lord, this is what I seek: that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to gaze upon the beauty of the Lord and to seek Him in His temple."

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