tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57439012011-04-22T06:26:33.251+08:00every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end.tiffnoreply@blogger.comBlogger4971100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743901.post-27708729675817379842009-05-17T20:21:00.007+08:002009-05-17T21:30:23.694+08:00

39.1 degrees is no joke. The head felt like it was exploding.Two days of 38.3 and above was rather worrying.First the tonsils, then the throat, then the nose. Ugh.I hate having to feel sleepy 24/7. Imagine multiplying the drowsiness by 3 folds thanks to the various types of medication.It makes you feel really unproductive.It's so potent this time round that even my poor poptart seems to be down

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To the many people out there going through a tough phase.Give time, time.(:

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Someone wise said this."I hate daytime. The sun exposes too much."Such depth.

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5 9 97.1 84 3.

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This is a lot harder than I thought it'd be.

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Sometimes I think I'm not who I thought I was.Just sometimes.Cumbersome persistent migraine.Either Sunprox is a stupid medicine, or the migraine's just that stagnant.):--Deep inside of you.

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What do you do with people who think they're always right?AND still have double standards all at the same time?And whatever you say goes one ear in and out the other, without processing the words coming outta your mouth?I've been judged right from the beginning.What should one do then?IF you've been there the whole fucking time, then I can't say anything.But you haven't.I've learnt zero from

tiffnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743901.post-15218402949896518252009-04-14T22:31:00.006+08:002009-04-14T22:59:13.239+08:00

A myriad of colours coated onto a canvas.A group of friends sitting at a table.A lesson that was carried out.A massive tattoo smeared over a person's back.A piece of quilt.A gesture made.Who really looked into the intricacies beneath them all?Things always look simple on the surface.Or so it seems?Or are we simply wired to craft complexities out of nothing?

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I can't seem to put a finger to it.But you can do better, eh?-wise nod-

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That all too familiar fatigue, which resets itself automatically every start of the week.Sighs.Hang on to your knickers peeps, we're halfway thru.This is as positive as I can get.And when it all ends, I'm hoping things revert to the way they were.I don't exactly embrace change with open arms.--In love with my own sins.

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Watch.And learn.

tiffnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743901.post-84414411869611418912009-03-10T12:45:00.004+08:002009-03-10T13:01:32.714+08:00

It's like you're that red piece of cloth tied to the middle of the rope, and both sides are tugging at the rope really hard in the war of pedagogy.On one hand, it's so easy to correspond to stereotype.On the other, you refuse to be just another one of them.Either ways, you get judged.So how? Leave it up to your own discretion, and that is?It's not easy being that dangling piece of red cloth; it

tiffnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743901.post-80856527041263477822009-03-06T11:07:00.003+08:002009-03-06T12:29:19.613+08:00

What makes anyone any less of a human.Because we're all wired to fulfill the same obligations, there shouldn't be prejudice of any form.I think authority should always come with minimal EQ.I wish to return to my comfort zone.

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THEY HAVE NO COFFEE IN THE CANTEEN?!?!?!!Wtf. You have GOT to be kidding me.My head is on the verge of exploding already please.Quit it, headache.--Little by little.

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I somehow find myself unable to piece my thoughts together or string my sentences proper.All those fragments swishing about in my brain and out through the ears make me feel mentally inept.Tell me how.I seriously need to start focusing.Cos it's starting to get uber worrying.--You can never say never.

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I've been getting these bouts of pounding headaches so often that I'm beginning to suspect it's chronic.A meeting at 2.30pm later to up the intensity of the headache would suffice, I believe.And on top of that, I just got the hair talk, AGAIN.TGIF, they say? Ha.Whine whine whine.Sighs.--Walking that thousand miles.

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The flaws start becoming more apparent as you linger in a particular structure.Suck it up I guess. I'm merely one of the chess pieces cemented in this huge game of chess anyways.Yay!I love how we have to conform to societal norms just cause it's taboo to do otherwise.Really.It's only Day 4.I need my daily quick fix.--Stability,Sanity,Contentment.

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It's one of those days where you'd rather spend it rolling around in bed.Second last week of school; I should be feeling somewhat reminiscent instead.But.--Facing up.

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Because I know I'm better than this.

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Pictures are FINALLY up on FB. Five new albums uploaded, what an accomplishment./me pats herself on the head.Here's some of them.Dreading every passing day with reality nagging at me from behind. Sighs.--It's only life.

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Maybe.Watch.

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It's been a year since you left us. But never once have you left our hearts.You're still missed as badly as ever.Your memories still linger.Happy 2009 all.--Moving in reverse.

tiffnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743901.post-21337258754669651632008-12-29T02:28:00.006+08:002008-12-29T03:02:28.571+08:00

Hello all, a bit of a delayed acknowledgement but yes, yours truly is back.HK was great. The climate was to die for, and I mean it. Cool and crisp air, no rain, no sweat; anytime, anywhere. I know it sounds exaggerated but I'm actually acclimatising to the conditions back here. Even sleeping with the air-con gets difficult.I realised, the best thing about exchanging gifts is not the sheer delight

tiffnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743901.post-16708551888221591452008-12-20T08:08:00.002+08:002008-12-20T08:13:07.347+08:00

Hong Kong here I come!!! (:Should anyone want anything, just text yes!I'm just hoping I still have time to play with Elvis.Yes, I still have the cheek to think of Pet Society at this time.Till then, toodles peeps!--Franks.

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Hello in 3 days, Hong Kong. (:

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Who would have thought that one could still be sponged at an age of 22?Thank you, again.Fever's finally subsided, and the stomach's a tad better.The stomach flu still traumatises me.Nasty.--Louder than words.

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--After all this time.

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Regrets are regrets only if one chooses to see them as that.Which leads me back to my point -- that truth is based merely on perceptions.Everyone's equipped with a survival armour. As we grow older with every failed relationship, we generate some sorta defensive mechanism towards affliction. Do we then become less driven by emotions, and rationalise more with the up-there than the heart? Does it

tiffnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743901.post-19038500045418068922008-11-21T02:05:00.002+08:002008-11-21T02:12:43.892+08:00

This song took on a whole new meaning when I heard it again in SATC, somehow.Sade - By Your SideYou think I'd leave your side babyYou know me better than thatYou think I'd leave you down when you're down on your kneesI wouldn't do thatI'll tell you you're right when you wantAnd if only you could see into meOh when you're coldI'll be thereHold you tight to meWhen you're on the outside baby and you

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Hello there, oh glorious holidays. Oh how I've missed you so.It's so surreal when you realise that, it's gonna be the last paper you'd be sitting for, which also means that your academic years are finally coming to an end.And then it would be goodbye social life, in no time. Sighs.--I'm so addicted toAll the things you do

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Friends.It's amazing to see the extents to which friends go to just to get their point across.Whether or not it's to travel all the way to your house to make sure you're okay.Or force food down your throat when you simply refuse to eat 'cause you think you're fat.Or put nice little comforting words just to make you look less pathetic.Friends. What do we do without them."Friends careFriends

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One month.You're SO on. Haha.(I'm not bringing it out without a bag tho. I don't care.)

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Ingeniously produced. I needn't say more.You, the missing piece to it all.--If you're good at anticipating the human mind,it leaves nothing to chance.

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All About MeKnown As: xxxxxD.O.B: xxxxxxAddress: xxxxx xxx xxxxxx xxx xx xxxxxHobbies: xxxx xxxxx xxxx xx xxx etcBest Friend: _________Did your autograph book ever look like this when you were younger?Just today, I was flipping through an old album with a friend, who pointed someone out to be her "best friend" from yesteryear.Which left me wondering, whatever happened to the concept of having "a

tiffnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743901.post-88036839114635176472008-11-04T01:19:00.005+08:002008-11-04T02:47:48.045+08:00

I Finally got my Cow Tales!(I miss you Loi!)Sheer delight. I swear I was damn ecstatic when I found it. I would've gotten the whole box if not for the disfigured few that were left in the box.My stomach's misbehaving. And I suspect it's from the two pathetic spoonfuls of tom yum soup I had for dinner. Hmm.Anyhows, I managed to get my arse down to some serious studying after realising that I've

tiffnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743901.post-13063593798858745312008-10-28T01:57:00.002+08:002008-10-28T02:29:24.988+08:00

Is it ever possible to change a person?Just a couple of days back, this thought came up to me.It's only after a series of events where you realise that, you can never really change the initial nature of a person, including yourself.Not even with heartbreaks. Not even with deaths.The harsh realities of life.Drama,love it; hate it.If you saw yourself at a club, would you pick yourself up?Would you

tiffnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743901.post-68164871817256083862008-10-22T01:27:00.003+08:002008-10-22T01:31:10.633+08:00

If there was only one thing left for you to do, what would it be?--hello, pleased to meet your acquaintance.

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Know that there are certain gaps which will always remain breached and that sealing them would be, somewhat, pointless.I'm convinced that some things are better left the way they were.Everyone in your life holds a certain value.What do you think yours is to them?--You can't prevent what you can't predict.

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Pathetic vids taken from my k800i. But I shan't complain.Oh, do ignore the screams. It happens to every avid fan I guess.Youtube other links for clearer and scream-less versions.Hanging by a MomentBlindWhatever It TakesStormBrokenEnjoy.

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Disappointed me, they did not.Absolutely amazing.It was almost surreal just standing right there. You simply have no idea.Having been to concerts in the past, and stupidly assuming that this would be another one of those which disapproves of photo taking, I decided not to bring my camera out. And all I could do in the absence of my Canon was to make do with my k800i. This was the best I could

tiffnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743901.post-50709605752693213582008-09-29T00:54:00.002+08:002008-09-29T01:05:30.847+08:00

But there's a fundamental difference between coffee people and tea people, a cultural divide that cuts across movies, and TV, and literature, and life. Even though tea can pack as much or more caffeine as coffee, and even though tea drinking predates coffee drinking by at least four centuries, their images belie those realities. Coffee is scraped knuckles and bum luck; tea is an extended pinkie

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There's a first for everything. (:--Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end.

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In a statement, Brad said: 'Because no one has the right to deny another their life, even though they disagree with it, because everyone has the right to live the life they so desire if it doesn't harm another and because discrimination has no place in America, my vote will be for equality and against Proposition 8.'http://entertainment.sg.msn.com/Celebrity-Gossip/article.aspx?cp-documentid=

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Would you believe me if I told you this was Labrador Park?

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Intentions. All a matter of subjectivity.You go back and think about all the things you could have, or should have, done differently.But misunderstood, is all you are.And all you can do, is learn not to walk back that same path.Truth is based on nothing but perceptions.Pluto was once believed to be one of the nine planets in our solar system, until decades later, a group of researchers decided

tiffnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743901.post-2704744485789293152008-09-11T02:52:00.003+08:002008-09-11T03:08:54.832+08:00

"This competition opened up a lot of doors for me, but my biggest gain would be the friendship. We're all like a family, Justina and Tiffany are very sisterly, and they are kind of like the parents of the group. The rest of us are like sisters, I feel like I'm the youngest because I'm always very worried backstage, and they'll always come and comfort me..."-- Cara.Looking back at everything,

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In response to Cassie's 6-word story:Her indifference was what followed after.Eww awful. Okay let me try this again.Looking at those photographs, she smiled.Funny how I'd rather expend brain energy on this instead of work. It's actually pretty fun. Try it. Heh.(Cassie, quit changing your blog addy for the 3190571890374th time already please. )Should I paint my drumsticks black? Hmm.--A twist in

tiffnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743901.post-29800693696605586732008-08-21T00:10:00.003+08:002008-08-21T01:37:35.205+08:00

Why are Jamaicans sweeping all the medals away in the Track arena?And why is it that their teeth all look so similar?Hello there anyways. It's so nice to be back; so therapeutic.Somehow it still feels like school hasn't started cos Yours Truly can't seem to get her lazy arse started off with work. And it sucks to know that I've got a paper this sem when I'm taking only 3 pathetic modules. Oh,

tiffnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743901.post-23228332016177535422008-08-06T15:42:00.003+08:002008-08-06T17:55:57.266+08:00

It's like a reflex.re-flex:- noun1. an automatic instinctive unlearned reaction to a stimulus--How 'bout a round of applause;A standin' ovation.

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And so,the kite has flown off.Indefinitely.

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Many times,it is a lot easier to create/destroy than it is to maintain.Many times,it seems easier to taste than to swallow.Many times,it is easier to attribute certain occurences to the flaws of others than to your own.Many times,it is easier to fall back into one's comfort zone.Many times,it is just easier to be human.

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Consequences are everything that worked both ways.

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I think the level of fatigue speaks well enough when it took me 3 seconds to remove my arm from the toaster. And now I've developed a pretty scald mark on my forearm. Major retard.It's good to be baaaaacccckkkkk anyways! Nothing like slouching in front of the TV and feeding your brain with some brainless MTV (Omg Karen Mok's English accent is waaaayyyy sexy please). You know, I came home and

tiffnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743901.post-90438012827290246542008-07-23T22:02:00.003+08:002008-07-23T23:36:50.270+08:00

The weather today's been so perfectly cool, I decided to walk back home (amazingly) and have some time to myself. Serenity, nothing less. (:Tomorrow's The Day. It suddenly dawned upon me, just how much of myself I've put into this whole TeePee. The odd part of it all is, that despite all that shitloads of work I had to put up with, I actually found it fruitful. Cos at the end of it all, those

tiffnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743901.post-46371765070760173152008-07-22T19:40:00.003+08:002008-07-22T21:40:58.616+08:00

TWO.more.days.And it'll all finally be over.Temporary liberation. Savour it while it lasts.I think I can truly say, my life ahead looks even more bleak than it did before.Sighs.The flu has temporarily disabled my taste buds, and my guess is that it's the reason behind the gastric pains. Plus the diarrhoea for the past two days ain't making me feel any better. So so very tempted to take MC for

tiffnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743901.post-62023875691238076652008-07-08T10:42:00.002+08:002008-07-08T10:52:32.935+08:00

The left eye twitches. Here's what twitchingeyelids.com says."In China for instance, where superstitions and myths frequently cross over into modern living, the chief superstition seems to be that a twitch in the right eye signifies good luck, maybe a major windfall. A twitch in the left eye? Not so good. It’s a bad omen; a sign of ill luck headed your way! The entire situation seems to turn

tiffnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743901.post-31399315662796796572008-07-07T18:53:00.005+08:002008-07-07T20:04:46.360+08:00

I know, I know. Updating in progress okay.It's been by far the busiest time of my life, with TeePee, SUTYA, and work piled on top of another shitload of work. The lack of updates as an indication of how packed I am is merely an understatement.Well now that one amazing chapter of my life is over, the repercussions of it are, needless to say, gratifying. And the best part of it all - it lingers. I

tiffnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743901.post-67469727540132218822008-06-23T00:57:00.003+08:002008-06-23T19:35:40.037+08:00

TeePee starts tomorrow.Ready?Far from it.Hello Six AM. I'm dreading you.--All so perfectly.

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My favourite Flowerboi. Drew's 27th Birthday.King TY deep in thoughts. Hehe.Tanning the other day. Those 2 cute nuts found it amusing to balance on Mikasa.Some Tiffany cocktail for you ma'am?The other day I boarded this cab to ECP. When I flagged for the cab and it stopped, I noticed something different about it.Curtains. Damn pro please.Look how congested the front is. I would really love to

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To the left, to the left.Ever looked at anyone and thought about how well you really do know them?Somehow, the little things no longer seem to fit.For the heavy-hearted, here's a haiku for you.Undying anguishStill lingers and does not fadePotent kryptoniteOn a happier note, my jacket has been found!! And it's now lying neatly in its rightful place, on my chair. I can't stop smiling everytime I

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Apart from how much I absolutely loved it, my black jacket was a gift for my 21st from my friends.Now it's gone and it won't stop haunting me. ):Sighs.And the drilling going on in my mum's room isn't helping much. A throbbing headache to top off the PMS. Yay.Time is a powerful tool.I've come to realise that change is merely a temporary constant. Cos at the end of the day, the core doesn't change.

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Wow, it's been mother long./me wipes dust off blog.I'm still feeling so bloated, I suspect it was from last night's dinner. I ate so much, I thought it was enough to last me 3 days. Really. But the food totally rocked my socks! Gotta love Kuishin Bo. Satisfying albeit torturing. (:I'm officially left with 3 weeks before hell starts. It's coming all too soon, and I've yet to savour every ounce of

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I just realised I'm left with merely a month worth of freedom. And then life goes back to a rewind again. You drift away from idling and start flushing yourself with work and lack of sleep. Don't you think life sometimes mimics that of a broken down VCR, just that you're not the one controlling the remote?Just a month left. I miss being in a foreign land. Sighs.HKHKHKHKHK.Ugh. I think I'm falling

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Peeeeektuurreeesss galooorreee.(I'm so lazy to type anything out so this will have to do for now.)Finally, I present to you, the RR.(Eh Loi, your little Dunk from Korea is still lying on my table fyi. -_____-)Last Thursday.Weizhen's Surprise Party on Monday. The results of last minute decor in 2+ hours, not bad eh.Everybody, say hello to the Poptart again please. (:Feeeeeeeeeesshhiiiinggg. (:--Do

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I feel so contented and accomplished, not wrt my room (ugh.), but having met up with a couple of dear (old but not very old) friends.The Confidante through it all.The 24/7 Bitchy Laughing Gas (love lah!).The RR thru late adolescence.(inserts pic)[Loi if you're reading this, we need to at least take a picture on Monday okay.]My hair sucks. Haircut tomorrow! Yayness.--It's no air, no air.

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I AM SO FUCKING ANNOYED NOW I SWEAR I'M READY TO KILL TEN COWS.I hate it whenever people touch my things and not put them back where they came from. Imagine having someone clear my stuffs and everything else and coming back to a totally different room altogether. UGH just looking around me makes my blood boil to the max.z;kagha;oihbakfnvliadhg;aoihtgoapiyaiuyaihdakjblaka;oihaeohgdkfjnbkljdngrw;

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Leona Lewis - Footprints In The SandYou walked with meFootprints in the sandAnd helped me understandWhere I'm goingYou walked with meWhen I was all aloneWith so much I know along the wayThen I heard you sayI promise youI'm always thereWhen your heart is filled with sorrow and despairI'll carry youWhen you need a friendYou'll find my footprints in the sandI see my lifeFlash across the skySo many

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Cocktail presentation. Flairing. KILL ME. Rahh.Hello all. I've been missing for a bit, I know. But I'm still around. Missed me yet? (:My lappie's getting more screwed up by the minute, I swear. Whoever invented spyware oughta be banned from existence. I stupidly forgot to uncheck the "agree to support sponsors" box when I re-downloaded the MSN Plus shits and voila. Looks like someone's gotta

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Memento (2000)http://http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Memento_(film)Spectacular plot, absolutely love the way the whole movie was shot. There wasn't a second where I wasn't intrigued by it, really. The things you never knew you were missing out on. (:I thought some of their quotes were damn good. Here are a few that really struck me, for no apparent reason:Leonard Shelby: Memory can change the shape

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All in a span of one day. I suspect we were hit by a jumpingflu. Otherwise it's gotta do with going back to school and having your child-likeness catch up with you somehow.TY and Yi. I think they look damn cute in the last photo on the right.Such lovely shots.Unlike TY's. Majority of her shots were either taking off, just before taking off, landing, or landed, as evident from a couple of them

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That very first step on the porch. It was oh so surreal. Emotions from all corners of my soul rushed through my veins as I continued that next few steps. It's been years, I only looked from afar all this time; I never imagined the next time I would be in such close proximity with those walls and benches. 4 years, how do you detach from something that wired you into who you are today? You sit

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Hello hello. I'm back with pictures, as promised.Anyways please look at thiisss!! It's the first time the Rookie over here ever got a Man Tai!! I had incentives to help me with that. ((: Upping my level slowly!We were at North Wind this round.Okay massive backlog. This was from the Funfit launch one month back.Awesome foursome.Yi's combined Birthday celebration with Adele @ Toca. Yi's B'day

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How would you feel?When everything that you've been working so hard towards, when everything fell apart for that one reason, when decisions seemed to make such perfect sense back then, when you thought that that was as far as you could ever possibly go;all turned out to be a fib?And that after going a full cycle, it was all eventually for nothing?But you've already come to the point of no return?

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回忆过去,痛苦的相思忘不了,为何你还来,拨动我心跳。爱你怎么能了,今夜的你应该明了,缘难了情难了。

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I looked up at the sky today,but only one half of the moon attended to me.The other half was gone,with that distinct line unquestionably showingwhat's there and what's not.

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Sneak a little peek. Do you see what's in there?

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Having slept for only three hours, the adrenaline's kicking in just fine.A very delightful and chirpy "Da Da!" woke me up from my slumber; nothing like waking up having someone paint a smile on your face.People always say "What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger". I guess at this point in time, what seems to lie ahead doesn't seem as jarring as it used to. Spared from insecurities, absolved

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Twenty-four oceansTwenty-four skiesTwenty-four failuresAnd twenty-four triesTwenty-four finds meIn twenty-fourth placeWith twenty-four drop outsAt the end of the dayThere's twenty-four reasonsTo admit that I'm wrongWith all my excusesStill twenty-four strongSee, I'm not copping outNot copping outNot copping outWhen you're raising the dead in me--And I'm not who I thought I wasTwenty-four hours ago

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C • A • P • R • I • C • O • R • N: THE BEST IN BEDLoves being in long relationships. Great talker. AlwaysLove to bust. Nice. Sassy. Intelligent. Sexy. Predict future. Irresistible, awesome kisser.gets what he or she wants. BY FAR the BEST in BED. Very sexy. Coolest. Loves to own Gemini's in sports.Extremely fun. Loves to joke. Loves to be your first. So you'll never forget. Smart. 24 years of bad

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The magnitude of Gossip.The world is so small, sometimes you wonder if it happens only in our tiny country as an inevitable result of networking, or growing up.Don't judge people from what you hear them to be; judge them as equals, cos no one was made more superior than the other.--Stop and stareYou start to wonder why you're here not thereAnd you'd give anything to get what's fairBut fair ain't

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The tragic loss of something you never knew could mean that much to you, minimalises other losses by heaps in comparison. Hearing about Eclair doesn't seem to prick me as much as it did before, although hearing about how unimaginably plump she is really puts a wry grin on my face. Picture that once muscular and really fit dog in a current state of obesity. I don't know whether to laugh or sulk.

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I opened up the cupboard to grab my cup noodles out and voila, I was greeted by a replenished stock of cup noodles. Ma knows me best. Aww. She's away in China for the next two weeks, which makes the house even emptier than it already is. Sighs.Recess week coming up! Woohoo! Then again, it doesn't make that much of a difference since I'm rarely in school anyways. Hur. I hate having so much work to

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Day 6 25th Dec '07This was the day we did a lot of redundant crap. Bringing us either into hard-sell or damn pricey shops, etc. Korean Ginseng warehouse, Cordycep warehouse, Amethyst Factory, you get the drift. The only good thing that came out of this day was the pace. Very relaxed, cos we slept a lot on the coach. Hur.First up, I have no slightest idea where this place is or what it's called,

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Never Date a LeoDramatic, egotistical, and emotional - a Leo is way too high maintenance for you!And forget about a quick fling with an alluring Leo. It's either everything or nothing with this sign!Instead try dating: Virgo, Capricorn, Pisces, or Cancer.A random Facebook application. I wonder how true it actually is. Haha.

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Day 5 24th Dec '07So the day started out pretty awful, if I remembered correctly. Cos everyone was feeling grouchy from the fatigue and lack of sleep that was piling up. But anyway, we had breakfast in the morning and then set out to the Jeju Airport for the domestic flight back to Seoul. By the time we boarded the plane and sat down at our seats, we buckled up and konked out immediately. I

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I've been experiencing an annoying pain in my right chest. And when it comes, it stays on for at least 2mins. It's either I've been having spasms, or someone evil's been practicing black magic/voodoo on me. Imagine someone stuffing a needle into my right chest and pivoting the needle about in the doll with a very sinister smile. Okay I sound damn deranged up there.Anyhow people, Happy Valentine's

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Happy Rat Year everyone!! (:I was so bored at home that I decided to finally piece the pictures from day 4 up together, since I'm lagging that badly. I spent EONS on them so it'd better be appreciated!Day 4 23rd Dec' 07Recap: Jeju Island.First stop of the day: Jusang Jeollidae. One of Korea's many natural monuments.Some rocky cliffs with beautiful scenery.Nothing as therapeutic as the morning sun

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--And there's nothing you can do about it.

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grate·ful (grāt'fəl) adj.1. Appreciative of benefits received; thankful.2. Expressing gratitude.3. Affording pleasure or comfort; agreeable.-- American Heritage Dictionary.They say laughter is the best medicine. I say Amen to that.How true, that some things just don't change and never will.I miss you too.Happy Birthday Rica!! (: Dua puii. -muacks---Take the pain out of love,And then love won't

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The Doppler effect, named after Christian Doppler, is the change in frequency and wavelength of a wave as perceived by an observer moving relative to the source of the waves. For waves that propagate in a wave medium, such as sound waves, the velocity of the observer and of the source are relative to the medium in which the waves are transmitted. The total Doppler effect may therefore result from

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An old insightful friend of mine wrote this on her MSN PM.Letting go doesn't mean giving up, but rather accepting that there are things that cannot be.How very true indeed, I couldn't agree more.And yet another wise friend said this to me,"When you've hit the bottom, things can only get better. Only one way left to go! And that's up."Don't I have so many enlightened friends, really. I don't think

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You have a pair of sandals which is of the perfect fit, but there's a certain part of the strap that keeps poking on your skin annoyingly, and you do nothing about it. It finally leaves a scar on your foot. You put it aside and decide to wear it again one day, maybe a year later. That annoying strap starts getting to you again, and it continues agitating that old wound. Only then, do you choose

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May you rest in peace, Twinkle. Do know that You are forever loved. You complete us.

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Day 2 21st Dec '07So this morning, we woke up at like 0630hrs to prepare for the day ahead. Waking up was tough, given how I hardly slept two days before. So here's our first stop - Mount Sorak. You can see how I had one hand out, and the other in my pocket. Apparently I lost the other side of my gloves and had to resort to posing like that. Some more it was daaaaaaaamn mother cold up there. In

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When you come back downIf you land on your feetI hope you find a way to make it back to meWhen you come aroundI'll be there for youDon't have to be alone with what you're going through

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The world doesn't stop spinning and it stops at nothing.You find yourself ousted and stagnated by the sides while the rest of the world sits and leaves on that travelator forward.So you take two steps back, plaster both feet onto the ground and you watch everything else going on around you.And then you close your eyes and slowly find your way back to sanity again, then figure out what you're

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First two days into 2008 and they were filled with the most distress ever. I vaguely remember how hard I fell a couple of years back, but this is definitely deeper than before. Everything all at once, is without a doubt, hard to swallow. Hard to swallow, perhaps an understatement.Damaged at best.Anything else bad that's gonna happen for the rest of the year would probably come as no surprise to

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I was really soo hesitant and lazy to start blogging on Korea, but I figured since I had nothing else better to do and could do with a little distraction, I should just go ahead with it.Day 1 20th Dec '07Us leaving for Korea on Asiana Airlines, a proud member of the Star Alliance group. I got so used to hearing that.Our first meal there at some stopover called Hong Chun. I must say I wasn't

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