common sense gone rare.

2009-02-04T10:28:00.002+08:00

2008-07-07T22:17:00.001+08:00

"I think I'll take that real estate exam soon"I don't think I've ever heard more romantic words.

2008-04-01T13:03:00.003+08:00

It took awhile, but we finally came full circle. After the big hooha of 2007, the dust had settled and there we were - sitting at Haagen Dazs, me with two of my most favourite people in the world. The day had been good. The eating and shopping and especially the talking together. We talked about rubbish really - no long discussions of God and science and boyfriends. Dissecting SATC episodes, and

2008-03-24T16:55:00.003+08:00

For Sherry - Not dead.Am floating on a cloud of Jason Mraz and his latest EP, We Sing. A Beautiful Mess is fast becoming my favourite Mraz song. I want to melt into a puddle of slush at the feet of the brilliance which is Jason.<33333333

2008-01-29T00:40:00.000+08:00

The first month of the new year has flown by so fast I won't be surprised to find November here again. February is fast approaching and I hate it so much, I don't know what to do. The only consolation is that I'm not the only one who detests this month. People have been people, and judging by how worn out I am, I don't know how I can take another 11 months of what is turning out to be a pretty

2008-01-14T02:54:00.000+08:00

Cross Cultural Communication should just GO. AND. DIE. erghomgwtfbbq@#$%^&*((*&^%$#@!@#$%^&*(*runs off to die in a bed of flu germs.

2008-01-07T01:47:00.001+08:00

When tragedy strikes, you'd think that the world would stop, or time would move in slow motion like some scene from GA.But life doesn't work that way, the world doesn't revolve around you.

2008-01-03T23:54:00.000+08:00

I tried to do a post on 07 and 08, but I'm honestly too tired to even think straight now. I foresee '08 being so insanely busy, I will think '07 was a piece of pie.:/

2007-12-25T21:14:00.000+08:00

NoelFor those who celebrate this holiday every year,For people who put up Christmas trees and hang ornaments,For those who gave gifts (willingly or otherwise) and braved the madness of Orchard Road,For children who believe in Santa Claus and lovers who stand under mistletoe,For those who did more than drop a Christmas sms and actually wrote a card,For those who sent greetings - of any kind -,For

2007-12-10T23:17:00.000+08:00

THE POST BEFORE EVERY TEST/EXAM/WHATEVER. Ok so I have totally no motivation and really, what's the point of studying Cross Cultural Communication when it all is such common sense. I mean, Sany and I have already established that we have formed culture C based on our shared love of soft fries and duck so even though we had PCD initially, ALL IS OK. And I mean, if I can get along with Sany, what

2007-12-02T11:12:00.000+08:00

I'm finally 18. The celebrations stretched for a good 4 days (of many yummy cakes, presents ie. vouchers, dinners, etcetc) and to be honest after all of that, I'm slightly overwhelmed with all the love that everyone has been showing. I think my heart has permanently melted into this woffly puddle of mushy gratitude and love. Many thanks to all the brilliant people who made this year's birthday

2007-11-23T00:22:00.000+08:00

I need to capture this down before I forget -"I know you have many roles to play." He looks up at me."You're a student, you're a SIFE leader, you're a best friend and a girlfriend, and you're also a daughter," he says, pointing to my mother's room. "But that's not all you are, Sarah. I don't want to always ask you to do something, I want you to want to do it - or even better? Offer. Because

2007-11-21T00:36:00.000+08:00

To another man. This man is not so similar to the boy from the previous post. For he is forever kind, gracious and loving. Wise and eloquent. Beyond brilliant. This is for the man whose arms I ran to for comfort, to the one who fed me well and kept me strong (in more ways than one). To the man whose laughter made me laugh, to the man whose chest was the perfect place to fall asleep on. To the

2007-11-18T13:23:00.000+08:00

To the boy I walked up the stairs of CCHMS daily with, the boy whose A Maths was worse than mine, the same one who fell asleep in class with me. To the boy who we had to teach how to smile and drag to take neoprints with. To the boy for whom I've fended pests off, to him who willingly offers to send me home every time we go back late and gives up his shoulder for me to sleep on. To the boy I've

2007-11-14T01:20:00.000+08:00

"Hi Daddy, how you been? It's silly to ask, I know. I probably wouldn't get an answer and if I did I think I'd freak out. So I'll just tell you how I've been ok? Even though this feels like RadioPro and doing a monologue, that's the best we can have for now. I've been pretty ok, I went to NYC last month for the intl. SIFE conference. I think you would have really liked that I'm in such an

2007-11-08T23:55:00.000+08:00

"I just want to thank you guys for being my family in Singapore. I'm not just saying this for the sake of it, but I really do believe this cell group is extra special, with each member bringing some talent and ability to the table. I'm so proud and happy to have been a part of this family, and I love you guys and I'll miss all of you so much."With that, our cell group becomes one man smaller as

2007-11-08T01:10:00.000+08:00

I'm done trying and trying to be chirpy and happy and falala, when really, all I want to do is crawl under the covers and have a good long cry.There are no wish lists to be made, I'm not exactly looking forward to my birthday. I hate this month, I hate all the days and weeks it entails. So there you go, Sarah Ling is no longer affected.

2007-11-01T23:54:00.000+08:00

I know this has taken long, and I've been horribly MIA from my blog. But here it is, here it is - my NYC update-----"We'll turn Manhattan,Into and isle of joy."It was at the end of the first day of our trip. We'd been to the Met in the morning, and had spend the rest of the day enjoying 5th and 6th Avenue. Strolling into Bergdorf Goodman, gushing at Louboutins and the hot hot HOT sales staff from

2007-10-23T22:12:00.000+08:00

THIS IS NOT MY NEW YORK UPDATE.THIS IS MY "WHY IS 8 DAYS SO LAGGY AS TO WAIT UNTIL NOW TO POST MY MACBOOK AD UP ONTO THE MAGAZINE" POST.SERIOUSLY.SERIOUSLY.WHY IS 8 DAYS SO LAGGY? WHHHHHHYYYYYYY!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!Now I have to deal with so SO many people emailing me about something I can no longer sell them.IRRITATING.

2007-10-01T22:55:00.000+08:00

Childhood Memory I was probably eleven or twelve. We were beside the pool, and my best friend (the metrosexual before metro even existed) was trying to convince me into joining him for a shopping spree at the mall near the hotel. He'd given up after I adamantly refused (ah, how young and naive I was to pass up shopping for a day by the pool) and was discussing the details of the shopping spree

2007-09-24T19:06:00.000+08:00

We were walking back home from the car park opposite my block (our own car park is known for being notoriously full all the time. Getting a lot past midnight is akin to striking 4D), my arm linked in hers as we quietly strolled back home. We had spent the night at a friend's place, eating moon cake and having a wonderful time. "My wedding anniversary with your Daddy just passed, you know?"I stop

2007-09-19T22:46:00.000+08:00

I have a sudden mad urge to travel to Hong Kong or Paris - any of the busy cities in the world - and roam the city. Take in the hustle and bustle in the air, taste the different foods, hear the different tongues being spoken, stroll down the busy crowded streets, brush into strangers I will probably never meet again, and be a tourist.I'd sit at the corner of a cafe, or a small bench in the middle

2007-09-18T23:38:00.000+08:00

These are the famed sexy satin Louboutins mentioned in my earlier post that will make me sell a few souls and break a few hearts. Oh, they are so gorgeous.... *sighs in lust.

2007-09-18T23:15:00.000+08:00

Random boyfriend gem. Yesterday was spent nuaing on the boyfriend's bed, after I had a 2 hour nap. All his efforts to get me out of bed failed. BnJs? Nope. TV? Nah. Playing with Newton? Later la. What eventually got me out of bed was this completely FUGRY (the highest level or fugliness) shirt that was hanging in his cupboard. It was so bad I jumped out of bed to take a closer look at the

2007-09-14T00:42:00.000+08:00

It's ironic how the one place people put up facades most easily is also the place they drop their defenses and become brutally honest."I want to trust you again. I also want Louboutins, and a Birkin bag. Just... Give it time.""Ok. I love you, Sarah Ling".So. She ripped the band aid off and I finally let the wound heal. We talked about it, and as painful as it was, I do think the extra air made me

2007-09-13T02:45:00.000+08:00

RANDOM SIEWLING/SARAH GEM #5483789819391 It was late, we were bored, and I WON MY FIRST RANDOM COMPETITION. HEH. :D------2:39:25 AM Siewling: ka fadadasda doosh doosh!2:39:40 AM .si en.: deshie weshie boo boo ka2:40:00 AM Siewling: ka flop floop baba meh meh2:40:20 AM .si en.: bahdangdang blipblopFOOOWSH2:40:49 AM Siewling: bim bam baba mama moop sie sie boosh!2:41:17 AM .si en.: weeee

2007-09-12T12:11:00.000+08:00

Of Relationships (or lack thereof) I know, I know. It's been donkey years since any of my posts have had any semblance to proper prose. So here I am, comfortably slouched into my favourite spot on the living room couch attempting an honest account of my life, as it is now. I happen to subscribe to the belief that your relationships define you and shape your world. The career you have, the degree

2007-09-11T23:31:00.000+08:00

".... I love you....""... Thank you....'-----*SMACKS HEAD AND FALLS TO THE FLOOR, ROLLING AROUND.

2007-09-10T11:40:00.000+08:00

My writing has swirled down the drain, along with a few other things. It's as if I stopped being able to express myself on paper. I can sit and stare at the blogger post bow for half an hour and.. nothing. But despite my horrendous problem, I thought I better get something out, a proper update of my life so that when I look back a couple years from now it won't be a mash of grey. It's cryptic,

2007-09-04T02:08:00.000+08:00

SERIOUSLY YOU GUYS BETTER DO THIS FOR ME. WALAO. Ler/Sany/Siew, you guys are plain irritating. But i love you. Sian.1. (the person who tagged you is) - Le Raine Eleanor Hendrik and Hasanah Sany and Seet Siew Leng2. (your relationship with him/her is) - Three gems of a friend.3. (5 impressions you have of him/her) - Walao. Just because I'm lazy, I'll do 1 instead of 5. (heh siew took this from you

2007-09-01T15:04:00.000+08:00

EH WA LAO STOP ASKING ME TO DO MEMES, AND THINKING I WONT DO THEM.ASK FOR WHAT SIA LIKE THAT.

2007-08-26T22:24:00.000+08:00

Today is SiewLing's birthday. She is my sexy soul mate, sexier than Severus Snape/Alan Rickman/Johnny Depp/John Mayer put together. We are both dysfunctional, but the odd thing is that ours is the most functional relationship I've ever had. I trust her completely, it feels really good to have someone like her.There are so many things she is. She is awfully smart and funny and indie and woffly and

2007-08-25T14:18:00.000+08:00

I am not dead, just uninspired and busy. Life is good - last night I morphed into mermaid, complete with blue hair, heavy eye makeup and bright red lips for a job I did at DXO. Sat with a bunch of boring bankers. The rude MC ignored me - and I have never felt like such a blond bimbo (ok fine blue) in my life. It was as if they thought that simply because I had sequins on, my brains didn't exist

2007-08-12T17:27:00.000+08:00

To cheer up any rainy day -

2007-08-10T21:09:00.000+08:00

He looks nothing like my boyfriend, I muse to myself as I watched him leave my door. As he started to make his way down the stairs, something in me clicked. I followed him and grabbed his arm. He turned toward me, surprised. Taking a deep breath in, I reached out my hands to hold his face, and then I kissed him.It was just acting. We had to redo the scene in different angles till our director was

2007-08-08T11:38:00.001+08:00

The mad rush to complete assignments is well on its way and there's a sense of ennui in the air as everyone burns the midnight oil to churn out graphs on SPSS and do voice overs imitating Ling-Ling for an Audio Production project. It doesn't help that a virus is spreading like wildfire and everywhere I turn people fall sick left right and centre. My groupmates, as much as I love them have become

2007-08-05T09:21:00.000+08:00

I fall overboard just so you can catch me.

2007-08-03T18:45:00.000+08:00

LOVELY, SEXY PEOPLE WHO READ MY BLOG. PLEASE COME DOWN TO VILLAGEWORKS LEVEL 3 ATRIUM OPPOSITE FOOD REPUBLIC AND SENTOSA EXPRESS.WITH YOUR MOOLAH. TO SAVE A (CAMBODIAN) LIFE. ok?SEE YOU THERE!

2007-07-24T20:45:00.000+08:00

We celebrated Grandma's birthday last Saturday. It was her 83rd. There was the usual fanfare, with the whole family (cousins and all) gathered to celebrate her life.There was a moment, in between the photo taking and cake cutting, that she reached out her warm hand and touched my face. "You cut your hair, now you look so cute" she said in Cantonese, admiring the new haircut."The weather's so hot,

2007-07-19T23:06:00.000+08:00

LimXiuLing,You are so much braver than most people give you credit for.I <3 you.My hand is here waiting to hold yours.

2007-07-17T21:38:00.000+08:00

PANIC IS SUCH A GREAT MOTIVATOR.*RUNS AROUND THE ROOM LIKE HEADLESS CHICKEN

2007-07-16T23:59:00.000+08:00

At first, 17 days passed. Then 17 weeks, and now 17 months.Everything's changed since then. Me, my friends, my life, our family... everything.So how come the pain's still the same?

2007-07-10T21:49:00.000+08:00

I'll make a brand new start of itIn old New YorkIf I can make it thereI'll make it anywhereIt's up to you, New York, New York.NEW YORK NEW YORK!To the city that never sleeps, I <3 YOU. =D---A flood of music has suddenly infiltrated my iTunes, and I'm floating on a cloud of goodness. Nutini, Michaelson, The White Stripes, LGS and Kaiser Chiefs to name a few. Soul soothing, mind blowing good tunes.

2007-07-06T01:48:00.000+08:00

There we were, sitting at the canteen. It felt strange, looking at him. There was something so familiar about him - the certain mannerisms and voice intonations of his that made me so comfortable - yet at the same time, he'd changed. Talking to a man, who still had the shadow of the boy I used to know. We talk about everything, like only old friends can. We talk about makeup and shopping. Life

2007-07-02T23:42:00.000+08:00

FILLER FILLER FILLERHello all, I am not dead. The past weeks have come out from GA episodes, and ERGH ASDFGHJKL. Ler - I'm glad we're still friends. Siew - I'm not going anywhere. I'll sit right in front.Daniel - Bitch, just for you I tahan horrid smoke smell. Thank you for your big mouth.SANY SANY SANY - You're such a gem. And now in my "chums" list in MSN. HOORAY.Jon - Aiyah, died. (:

2007-06-30T00:34:00.000+08:00

Happy Belated, baby. I figured after all this time you deserved one post of your own. Being with you kicks ass. (:

2007-06-17T22:46:00.000+08:00

"I'm so proud of you""Same same."-----After the weeks of rushing, the many many meetings and memorising scripts ("the thing is, many of the people living there sorely lack what we take for granted....") so we looked like professionals, we didn't win. We're not going to my favourite city, NYC. But the thing is, we were merely disappointed, not discouraged. We got the Spirit of SIFE award (which

2007-06-09T23:05:00.000+08:00

This is too little too late, but for what its worth -Emerge was worth missing Anberlin for.

2007-05-29T11:23:00.001+08:00

Stuff I've learnt over the past few weeks -Happiness is a choice. So is love.It's only when I'm at the end of myself that I make myself stop. I stop running on my own fuel and start beathing God's oxygen. It feels good to be dependant on someone who holds the universe in His hands.Attitude determines character, and character is everything.Emerge is not just an event, it's The Event I'm looking

2007-05-12T14:05:00.000+08:00

Calling All Nerds....Say you love me. And Sany, cos Sany is the one who sent me the link, and then called me Siew Ling.I LOVE YOU STILL, SANY. (:

2007-05-05T00:23:00.000+08:00

A Million To One(The girlfriends have both commented on this, so what the heck. I guess its my turn to talk. Consider this my effort at resuscitating this dying blog)There could be a million reasons why you shouldn't go for something, take the risk and jump off the cliff. All the rationality in your head screams 'DANGER DANGER. MUST ANALYZE FIRST.' and you start to scrutinize and over think. Your

2007-04-24T10:41:00.000+08:00

Thoughts Swirling In My Brain, Down the Drain.My brain's been switched off and for some reason, I can't seem to churn out prose like I used too. There is so much to say, but everything comes out wrong or funny and it just seems weird.I wish I was more like my girlfriends, who write amazing prose. Amazing mind blowing, omgwtfbbq-they-can't-be-just-17, works of literary genius that never cease to

2007-04-19T02:42:00.000+08:00

For a certain friend, who requested my words be put up onto the world wide web for her literary pleasure,I IS THE TIRED WITH EVERYTHING THAT'S GOING ON AND I PROMISE A REAL SOLID GOOD PROPER POST AFTER WE KICK ASS DURING FRIDAY'S DEBATE.PROMISE PROMISE PROMISE. Or as Siew puts it, *PORMISE PORMISE*And hello Nigel you is our life saver, yo.(:

2007-04-17T01:44:00.000+08:00

JUST SO YOU KNOW THAT SARAH LING ISN'T DEAD. (aka Nonsense Filler Post)- I've been busy with church and work work work. Met a couple of interesting people, and I'm really glad to say I GET TO PLAY THE MUSIC I LIKE AT WORK NOW. Hello indie, goodbye mainstream. IT'S TIME FOR CONVERSION MAN.- Good vs. God. God vs. Good. I think I'm getting too deep into this.- I SUCK AT FOLDING CLOTHES, THANK GOD

2007-04-12T17:22:00.000+08:00

The line's been crossed, and now things won't be the same.I love you, I really do. But I just can't look at you the same way anymore.

2007-04-11T00:15:00.000+08:00

I ask rhetorical questions.-God

2007-04-08T03:59:00.001+08:00

Who do you love? Me, or the thought of me?

2007-04-07T02:12:00.000+08:00

I'm in Cambodia now. We have internet around here, as well as a slightly faulty air-conditioner. We're living at the Girl's Brigade headquarters. The Goldfish has all our names mixed up (I'm Sarah Siew, Keith is Tyrone, Raihan is Ryan/Nurraihan, and Siew is Seetling), and to be frank, I don't really like him all that much. I've seen a million cows, and more kids than cows. For every kid, there

2007-04-02T00:53:00.000+08:00

In every relationship, there's someone who loves more. Cares more.It worries me dreadfully, but I think for once, I'm that person. :/

2007-04-01T12:12:00.000+08:00

If it ever had to come down to it... this is what I'd say."Okay, here it is, your choice... it's simple, him or me, and I'm sure he is really great. But I love you, in a really, really I like your taste in everything, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head outside your window, unfortunate way that makes me hate you, love you. So pick me, choose me, love me. "

2007-03-28T08:05:00.000+08:00

CHANTAL KREVIAZUK IS TOTALLY PLAYING IN MY HEAD RIGHT NOWHello my lovelies, I'm off to CAMBODIA/E in like, now. HAPPY EXCITED YO...*Seet Ling wants to invade my blog. wth*HHELLLLOOOOOO!!!! WE IS GOING TO CAMBODIA SOON!!!!!!! WE ARE CROWDED AROUND A COMPUTER (SLOWER THAN MY BRAIN), TYPING LIKE MADWOMEN (KEITH IS CONSIDERED A WOMAN)OKOK TO ALL MY FRIENDS / FANS OUT THERE, I'LL MISS YOU ALL. SO PLS

2007-03-28T01:03:00.000+08:00

Brain Picking... again.- I'm leaving for Cambodia in a few hours and BOY OH BOY I'M EXCITED! Seven days of a new land, villages with brown water, sleeping in little huts and a whole new culture. HOORAY!- Outings with the girlfriends were fabulous as usual - Ler had an almost-Siew moment of *not* dropping her friendship band and freaking out for nothing, Siew was just Siew, I was awfully perky -

2007-03-28T00:54:00.000+08:00

Hello you.You. Who watched me grow up from the moment I was born. Who's been my roomie since before I could remember. The other huge Jason Mraz lover. You - the person I've had the worst fights in the middle of the night with and the most honest conversations with. You, the one who told me that blood is thicker than water and that you were always going to be around.We are so different, you and I.

2007-03-20T03:17:00.000+08:00

Super Short FillerI'm still high from the leftover adrenalin that came from my sister's wedding.It was beautiful, she was stunning, and all in all, a very surreal experience I loved so much.Beautiful doesn't quite cut it, to describe everything and how she looked.Many thanks to the lovely people and friends who helped make it such a great success.Will post some pictures (we took over 1500 photos.

2007-03-18T00:54:00.000+08:00

No Rain TodayThere is so much I want to say and tell you. That in a few hours, you are going to be the most gorgeous bride the world's ever seen. That as you walk down the aisle with kor I will cry - because I'm so happy for you, and so sad that he isn't here to be the one walking you down instead.But all the words came out funny and cheesy and stupid.So all I have to say is I'm so happy that you

2007-03-16T23:00:00.000+08:00

Connect(ed/ing) People.- I love bus rides with you, walking into hospitals and getting jabs with you, hyperventilating in the middle of the night about some shit debate, kicking ass at said shit debate.. all with you.No words, just a few good tunes and the comfortable silence that makes what is unsaid sound so much louder. I'm so happy/falala woffly/truly content with you.- Spit swapping led to a

2007-03-13T01:45:00.000+08:00

Random SiewLing Gem #13489214Lol.

2007-03-11T00:49:00.000+08:00

Speak Cryptic, Part I can't remember what already. All of Murphey's hate for me was worth it, becos Friday night was a BLAST. There were heart to heart conversations in the middle of a swimming pool at 2 a.m., funny games were played and revealing secrets shared, dares done, spit swapped (something our lovely couple happily and enthusiastically engaged in, in front of all of us) and compromising

2007-03-08T10:47:00.000+08:00

Question: Would you rather feel more, or nothing at all?I'm more emotional than most. (Not in the draw lots of eyeliner paint my fingernails black and listen to crappy emo punk way) I feel more than most, get sad/angry/happy/_insert whatever emotion you want_ rather easily. Recent events have showed that while my friend is so detached, I am so furious. I am like concentrated rage (like when we

2007-03-07T21:15:00.000+08:00

It turns out I was right about you after all, J. Kang.You are such an asshole. Since I can't possibly chop of your balls and blend them - but oh my god you have no idea how badly I want to - I hope you get Herpes and Syphilis and a bunch of other STDs. In fact, you should just contract aids. For all your promiscuity, that's going easy on you.Was she insufficient for you? Do you think you're such

2007-03-04T14:39:00.000+08:00

"I believe in gold pots at the end of rainbows. I believe music has greater power than most people give it credit for. I believe its been one hell of a ride since last year and I believe that in the face of overwhelming evidence to the contrary, that we will be alright. I believe optimism should be held on to, not just for good days. I believe that good looks get you places and I believe that

2007-03-03T01:51:00.001+08:00

I've been jaded and cynical, weary and tired, and a total grumpus of late. Been telling the close friends how much I hate February and how I doubt I will like March either.Today however, I felt hope. Over the smallest, most minor thing that a really sweet duck did for me, my weary and jaded heart felt hope.A few days ago, the good friends and I sat down at Starbucks (after watching Notes on a

2007-02-26T02:10:00.000+08:00

Intent never makes a sound.I feel so betrayed. It was in that moment, that the lack of words meant more than those that were said and I understood.I shouldn't have asked. Curiosity killed the cat.Meow.

2007-02-24T01:13:00.000+08:00

There's so much to whine about, bitch about, cry about...But for now, I am content with Anberlin blasting in my headphones. LOVING THE NEW ALBUM.I swear music is the cure for everything. Hahaha.

2007-02-21T21:39:00.000+08:00

Short, simple, sweet.I TOTALLY LOVE LE RAINE ELEANOR HENDRIK.You, my dear, have the wonderful capability of making my heart smile (too). With all your very sensible emails that, I swear, add sunshine into my life when a cumulus nimbus has been hovering over me the last few weeks.Thank you so much babe. (:

2007-02-20T19:02:00.000+08:00

For last Friday I can only take good pictures with the besties.So many birthday celebrations, and I still never get tired of taking photographs with you (:<3> The boots hurt like crap, seriously. All of the lovely people. Girlfriends.This was (semi)candid. DEREK IS LEARNING HOW TO SMILE PROPERLY. Really, I can only cam whore with her.Birthday girl, BOOBS, me.Me + Birthday girl, who looks as

2007-02-18T02:58:00.000+08:00

"There's a club. The dead dad's club. And you can't be in it until you're in it.You could try and understand, you could sympathize but until you feel that loss..My dad died when I was nine.George, I'm really sorry you had to join the club.""I.. I don't know how to exist in a world where my dad doesn't""Yea that never really changes."It never really changes.

2007-02-17T12:07:00.000+08:00

Funeral Blues Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,Silence the pianos and with muffled drumBring out the coffin, let the mourners come.Let aeroplanes circle moaning overheadScribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.He was my North, my

2007-02-15T15:23:00.000+08:00

CSS'S VOICE IS DRONING ON AND ON IN MY HEAD.OH GOD SAVE ME.I CANNOT WAIT TILL TOMORROW.

2007-02-14T23:55:00.000+08:00

Beyond the stupid fat man who prances around naked carrying a bow, beyond cheesy one liners in Hallmark cards, beyond overpriced flowers and the extreme commercialization of this holiday, Valentine's is about love.The day itself may be over rated, but love isn't.To you, because you have been dearly missed by me even though you are always around. For all the love you show in your own special way.

2007-02-12T17:18:00.000+08:00

JOHN MAYER AND JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE WON TWO GRAMMYS EACH!!!!!!!!!!ALL IS RIGHT WITH THE WORLD and I feel so falalala happy. =DYAAAAYYYYY

2007-02-11T15:03:00.000+08:00

The workload got to her head (more than once)edited: now you can finally see the convos properly.Roflmao.

2007-02-11T13:52:00.000+08:00

Blogger's being a bitch.I've been super busy and tired.I <3 Hiro from Heroes.Can't wait for 16 Feb.Dreading 17 Feb.Holidays holidays come quick.A proper post soon. See you.

2007-02-06T18:23:00.000+08:00

SPEAK CRYPTIC, part deux- "I'M NOT DRUNK OK... ONE, TWO, THREE." rofl, yes we believe you Bella.- There is great satisfaction in seeing the end product of a job well done.- Derek, my legs still look funny when I look in the mirror. :(- I CANNOT WAIT for 16th Feb. I am suffocating under the pile of assignments.Save me.

2007-01-31T23:57:00.000+08:00

The biggest battlefield is not in Iraq, or in Lebanon. The biggest battlefield - the one with the most casualties and wars fought - is within the mind. You fight the thoughts that ambush you, the demons within your brain. The small (but oft most powerful) voice of self doubt that creeps in and leaves you crippled and unsure of everything you would normally feel convicted for.The best part is,

2007-01-30T19:00:00.000+08:00

They say you become more and more like the people you love. It's so true, becos I've actually become slightly wofflier, and SIEW IS BECOMING LIKE ME. ie. hard ruthless biatch with her words.Oh wait - i meant smart intelligent 'tell it like it is' genius.HEH!So for all you out there who thought that I was harsh with my words? Read this.And people ask me why she's my soulmate. PFFFFFTTT.

2007-01-29T22:13:00.000+08:00

Rain On Your Wedding Day.If a problem has a solution, DOESN'T IT CEASE TO REMAIN A PROBLEM?Apparently not. Because if the above were the case, I wouldn't have to do a problem and solution journalism article. And I'd be much happier.But NO. I have to write an article about a problem, and the solution to that problem. It's beyond stupid. :/I can't wait for 4th FEB. Simply cannot wait.I want to swim

2007-01-27T10:26:00.000+08:00

Thoughts Swirling In My BrainI've been busy lately. There's been a sudden rush of events that I've had to participate in (Open House, SAC Camp, PROJECTSPROJECTS) and most days I'm so exhausted I just collapse into bed and crash. Hence the total lack of substantial posts. But there are a million things running in my head and I want to get it out.Don't blame me if this post is (more than) slightly

2007-01-25T19:50:00.000+08:00

I'm so happy 'cos you're so happy. (:

2007-01-24T21:36:00.000+08:00

My sister looks damn hot and I need to show the world how amazing she looks. So there. Hahaha

2007-01-22T23:43:00.000+08:00

I'm going to wait, instead of settling for second best.Come quick.

2007-01-21T18:42:00.000+08:00

I am not one to enjoy school events and anything even remotely related to school. I am the most antisocial person when it comes to participating in school camps, open houses, jam and hops (which I'll come to in awhile), and the usual host of events organized by a bunch of complete retards whose idea of fun is sitting in the sun and doing some lame ass cheer. (Ok the analogy was weird but hey I

2007-01-20T00:36:00.001+08:00

Speak CrypticThanks for loving me when I'm not myself.Favourite phrase this week -"I AM THE COUNTESS OF CONDOMS. Don't talk to me. DON'T TALK TO ME."Murphy needs to find someone else to befriend. CAN'T WAIT FOR THE NEW WEEK TO COME.See you all

2007-01-18T06:47:00.001+08:00

So Much For The Sabbatical.... You know. The funny thing about pain/grief is that it never goes away, and it hits you when you least expect it - like at six in the morning while you are trying to sleep.You wake up because something really hurts - in the OMGWTFBBQ you just stabbed me way - and by the time you are conscious enough to figure out what the heck hit you and what (and where) exactly it

2007-01-15T23:40:00.000+08:00

You know that feeling. The one where your stomach churns like its processing yoghurt. When your heart drops to your toes and you feel utterly and completely nauseated. The horrible sense of helplessness that hovers around you like bad aura. The feeling you get after leaving The Blower's Daughter on repeat on your iPod the whole day. It feels like a cumulus nimbus decided to permanently attach

2007-01-11T22:30:00.000+08:00

I have got second row tickets to watch the amazingly gorgeous and talented RACHAEL YAMAGATA in the Esplanade on 17 March.Woohoo. (:

2007-01-10T23:58:00.000+08:00

I haven't been blogging simply because I don't want to sound emo and dead. I am feeling both. But I don't like writing shit down, because it's no use magnifying the negative.So I'm shutting up. Take it that I'm taking a (much needed) break, or consider it my sabbatical, if you will. But till I no longer feel like a corpse,here's goodbye and goodnight, folks.

2007-01-08T01:21:00.000+08:00

My sister bought her house today. It will be the very first home she can call her own, where her kids will be born in and where I will go to visit as the cool young aunt. In a few months, she will move out of our room, move out of our house and embark on her brand new life as a wife and a full fledged adult.We all went to see the house she bought today. It's a modest four room flat on the 12th

2007-01-04T23:57:00.000+08:00

This wasn't really supposed to be the first post of 2007... but because I've been swamped with assignments and projects and speech outlines and omgwtfbbq thinking about it makes me want to vomit, here's my favourite phrase of the whole day:"Lings says:i mean, you're gonna be in formal shit and you're rambling on like some starstruck kid about Neil Gaiman and whatnot :/"So there. This is my first

2006-12-31T04:21:00.000+08:00

2006What can I say about this year? It's been long and certainly not the easiest one I've been through.It's been a year of change.If I were to be completely honest, it was more than I thought I'd be able to cope with. Everything became different and I was pretty overwhelmed by it all. I changed schools, cell groups, made new friends, had a total lack of boy(friend)s, had a big shift in the family