DENISE CHEONG - GOD'S CHILD :)

Monday, September 29, 2008
S.O.S

HOHO. JUST FRIENDS.

The ratio of pimples on my right cheek to the pimples on my left cheek is 3:1. And that's the factorised form, mind you.

CHECK IT OUT BEADY EYES FTW!

tried to hunch; 11:36 PM

David Archuleta is really cute.

I like to live in the past. If you're lucky, you'll catch me somewhere in the present. If I'm lucky, you and I will be sharing futures together.

Photographs are portals for time travel. And tonight is not really 29 September.

Why so loser, Denise. Why?

tried to hunch; 2:40 AM

Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Mommy, is Uncle Sam giving me presents this year?

What you could do with $700,000,000,000

- Give every person in the U.S $2,300 or give every household $6,200
- Pay the income taxes of every American who makes $500,000 or less a year
- Fully fund the Defense, Treasury, Education, State, Veteran Affairs and Interior departments next year, as well as NASA
- Buy gasoline for every car in the U.S for 16 months
- Buy every NFL, NBA and Major League Baseball team and build each one a new stadium - and pay your players $191 million apiece for a year
- Create the 17th largest economy in the world - roughly equal to that of the Netherlands

or you could pay off just 7% of the $9.8 trillion national debt

tried to hunch; 10:42 PM

Monday, September 22, 2008
I was blind before I met you

tried to hunch; 12:53 AM

Saturday, September 20, 2008
Lay all your love on me

Mamma Mia was the happiest movie I've watched all year! :D First time I'm feeling so happy in a VER long time - must be the good day and the best company. :) Singapore Law Review talk on the "Problems of Crime and Punishment" was excellent, but don't worry, you won't be seeing me in Law in this lifetime nor the next.

Love this song. Love the lyrics even more, right HW?

I wasn't jealous before we met
Now every man that I see is a potential threat
And I'm possessive, it isn't nice
You've heard me saying that smoking was my only vice
But now it isn't true
Now everything is new
And all I've learned
Has overturned
I beg of you

Don't go wasting your emotion
Lay all your love on me

Anyway lots of work to do, lots of things to thank God for, and sorry God that I was mad angry at you two days ago. Lots of things to think about, stop thinking about, things to say, things not to say, confessions to make, secrets to keep, messages to send, messages to delete, memories to keep, and memories to erase. Regrets(?).

And... Just to add some colour, two photos from my little adventure with Meishan. The stale stench of this blog turns me off. Why so sboring.

tried to hunch; 1:15 AM

Friday, September 19, 2008
Encore

Hang On Little Tomato

Somedays I feel as though I'm just another leaf among the trees,
As I force my forehead to touch my knees.
Somedays I wish that the world would stop to let me see
My fingers reach my toes with ease.

I struggle to express myself - slurring
Slurring, while I lay beached like a humpback whale - ploughing
Ploughing, through the academics - wishing
Wishing, that the falling stars would fall for me.

And on days when I stand on the tipest of my toes
To take in every last breath that the world has left to offer,
Praying that Edward might come kiss me on the collar
And love me, none other.

I hang on to the vine to break my fall,
Though they said whatever will be will be,
You see another brick in the wall -
That's probably just me.

-Hannah and Krystal Chung

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This is how I feel every day. Every single day.

tried to hunch; 12:26 AM

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Hope is dead. I looked inside, and saw nothing but dirt and shadows.

tried to hunch; 1:45 AM

Monday, September 15, 2008

I have this very insecure feeling that's keeping me from my emotional equilibrium. It's not only because of my Prelim results, nor the US Credit Crunch Crisis, nor the rapidly dwindling number of Polar Bears left on the Earth.

The amount of dust and dirt that I've conveniently swept under the carpets only made me realise that forgiving and forgetting (if that even exists) starts with ourselves.

tried to hunch; 10:12 PM

Saturday, September 13, 2008
Weakness

Let me tell you about my weakness at this very moment.

tried to hunch; 1:17 AM

Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Epidemic

If YOU happen to be reading this, please imagine a huge billboard with blinking red and yellow lights with this message written on it in the largest font size that is impossibly too large for the human mind to fancy:

CALL/SMS DENISE CHEONG NOW.

Apart from this unspeakable and insufferable gloom of the tsunami of onliness (only + lonely) that is terrorizing the shores of my dead sea, ... Actually, there's really nothing apart from that! - It's the only friggin thing that's happening to me now. The total obliteration of my existance, is apparently no different than my existance itself.

IS THIS RETRIBUTION FOR APPEARING OFFLINE ALL THE TIME!!!

This is in fact very rare because I usually go looking for fun/trouble rather than waiting for it. Because I love adventure, I love doing things that are WEIRD, and STRANGE, and ABNORMAL, because I think it's the most THRILLING experience to explore terrains that no man has dared to even fathom, and tell people "I'VE CLIMBED MOUNT KILAMANJARO, PETTED MAGIKARP, MADE A TOILET SEAT USING ONLY HAM AND STAPLERS, AND KILLED A WILD BOAR WITH 3.5 PIECES OF STONE." So many things to do, so little time ...

Please spare a thought for the homeless. I am a snail without a shell, which is either slug, or escargot. Call me beep me if you wanna reach me.

tried to hunch; 11:25 PM

Monday, September 08, 2008
Dear Denise,

tried to hunch; 9:49 PM

Sunday, September 07, 2008
So you've traded Steve-o for Tivo

The problem with watching too many episodes of Sex and the City is that you start believing that you live in New York City and everywhere you go you have Carrie Bradshaw's voice in your head narrating your story. I don't understand why my brother was hooked onto this skanky show. But I'm starting to understand why he likes Miranda Hobbs so much. The plot's not fantastic, it's not THAT addictive, I can barely see any moral lesson to take home under all the covers of sex, sex, and more sex. After looking through a mighty huge magnifying glass, I figured maybe it's trying to tell us that hey, the real world out there is not the cookie-cutter kind I imagined it to be - SLUTS REALLY DO EXIST. Being the usual utopist and overly optimist me, maybe it's time to bring my feet back down to Earth. People don't seem to value Chastity anymore. Looks like the hole in the Ozone layer isn't the only one getting larger and larger. STOP POLLUTING THE EARTH.

tried to hunch; 11:06 PM

Thursday, September 04, 2008
Heroism is meaningless

Not that I particularly loathe the exams or anything. Just that, I'd rather be doing something else. BUHH-T, since I have little choice but to sit for the exams anyway, I might as well ren (endure) a bit and give it my best, without complaining. Because complaining too much makes me sick, and it makes other people around you sick as well. No doubt complaining is an excellent conversation starter, but both parties just end up sick anyway. I don't think the system is "F-ed up", I think the system is trying its best to bring out the best in each individual. (Try not to laugh please.) Hence, competition is necessary. Competition (and pretty harsh competition), existed even way back in the Stone Age, as well as the Stone of the Stone Age, when our feeble friends Amoeba struggled to thrive among the tumultuous weather and merciless environment. If these single-cellular creatures made it through, what more we, intelligent sentient human lifeforms sustained by the holiest of cellular complexities, can make it through a MERE education system? Come on kiddos, pretty rainbows are just around the corner. :)

tried to hunch; 11:42 PM

Wednesday, September 03, 2008
Heartbreak Hotel

iVulnerable. Buy one break two free.

This is the first day of my life
I swear I was born right in the doorway
I went out in the rain suddenly everything changed
They're spreading blankets on the beach

Yours is the first face that I saw
I think I was blind before I met you
Now I don’t know where I am
I don’t know where I’ve been
But I know where I want to go

And so I thought I’d let you know
That these things take forever
I especially am slow
But I realize that I need you
And I wondered if I could come home

Remember the time you drove all night
Just to meet me in the morning
And I thought it was strange you said everything changed
You felt as if you'd just woke up
And you said “this is the first day of my life
I’m glad I didn’t die before I met you
But now I don’t care I could go anywhere with you
And I’d probably be happy”

So if you want to be with me
With these things there’s no telling
We just have to wait and see
But I’d rather be working for a paycheck
Than waiting to win the lottery
Besides maybe this time is different
I mean I really think you like me

Singing this to Platy tonight. How, pa-the-tic.

tried to hunch; 10:55 PM