Wednesday, December 31, 2003

prayers for the new year, 2004...

- for world peace
- happiness
- happiness
- happiness
- happiness
- happiness
- happiness
- happiness
- happiness
- happiness
- happiness
- for everyone to be happy and happier and happiest.
- and of course, i pray the a levels will be easy for me, smooth-sailing school life. hee.

p.s. tell your loved ones you love them. just for once. =)
all the glimmer and glitters for all! this is the last day of 2003, so enjoy it. not. i love my friends and more friends, sennette, rueyhwan, marilyn, xueting, angeline, jiayu, aikwee, sharon, alex, david, jackson, weixin, samuel, rachel, diyana, carine, maybelline, huishan, all of you! everybody, I LOVE YOU! and of course, i love mummy, daddy and korkor and all my family.
and i love my boyfriend.
i'm sick of myself for being such a trend-follower, with no decent mind of my own. oh, lynnette, you make me sick. yuck.
geography just kills me. i'm so dead. i haven't finished my homework!!! HELP.
i type a few sentences and i think of you. all i do, i think of you. mummy misses you badly, daddy thinks of you alot, we all wish you were still here. i no longer dream of you, send me a dream tonight will you? a nice one? so shattered without you. where's my angel? dry my tears and hold my hand.

Monday, December 29, 2003

i haven't got true friends, i haven't got a family, i'm indecent, i'm so bitchy i find myself downright slutty, i put people off with my fuck attitude, i backstab people so well i'm angry at myself, i act so well i can't differentiate reel from real, i scream so much my eyes are deaf and my ears are blind, i hate myself for being me. all my friends are shunning me 'cos they find me weird, all the people i know ostracise me 'cos they think i'm mad. i have such a perfect life i wonder what my parents fed me whilst growing up. i do a pretty good job destroying myself. come on, shoot me. perhaps i'll come alive. kill me now.
i'm whiney because my life is FUCK. period.
i so much want to spend the new year with you. it seems you have so much on hand. i'm glad to see you busy, i'm glad to see you working, i'm glad i'm optimistic.

for a word i speak, i put on a mask. for a sentence i make, i put on colours. for each thing i do, i put on a show. there goes the face of a doll, the heart of a doll. enjoy the show.
i stop my fingers from pressing the keypad. i stop myself from messaging you. i stop myself from calling you. all because i don't want to appear too clingy. i fiddle with everything in my room. i touch every button on the remote. i run my fingers over every key in front of the computer. all because i am bored and lonely. i look at the pictures we took. i reminisce about the times we shared. i think about you, you and you. i miss you.
i miss you.
i'm bored and i'm miserable,
or is that an understatement?
paranoid eyes - pink floyd

button your lip don't let the shield slip
take a fresh grip on your bullet proof mask
and if they try to break down your disguise with their questions
you can hide hide hide
behind paranoid eyes
you put on your brave face and slip over the road for a jar
fixing your grin as you casually lean on the bar
laughing too loud at the rest of the world
with the boys in the crowd
you hide hide hide
behind petrified eyes
you believed in their stories of fame fortune and glory
now you're lost in a haze of alchohol soft middle age
the pie in the sky turned out to be miles too high
and you hide hide hide
behind brown and mild eyes
"to send me blue valentines
like half forgotten dreams
like a pebble in my shoe
as I walk these streets
and the ghost of your memory
is the thistle in the kiss"
tom waits : blue valentines
i went to the polyclinic this afternoon, only to satisfy my hunger for medication. the doctor gave me the worst-tasting cough syrup ever. i complained to him saying i got horrid acne and asked for some antibiotics but was returned a laugh saying i don't need oral medication. right, so government clinics deprive patients of their rights for medicine. i wanted pills, he gave me paracetamol. i'd known better to go to a gp. though that might burn a pocket in the hydrochondraic's pocket. give me pills, more pills. i'm not weird, i'm just cultivating a hobby in here.
to be politically correct is such a chore. i wonder how deejays and newcasters and whoever involved in media have to suit their thinking to be politically correct. to say saddam deserves it and bush reigns, do people really think that way? why not pinpoint the latter saying by declaring war he has harmed so many innocent lives? it is such a chore having to conform to the society. of course, i'm not saying i don't, i mean, everybody puts on a mask, whether knowingly or not. voting is just a facade to show transparency, of course, no offence to my country. (look how afraid i am already.)

to indulge in unorthodox thinking is it a joy or will it bring people to ruins?

Sunday, December 28, 2003

my life is such a mess. i wonder what i did in my past lives to deserve this karma now. i want to eradicate all my sins and gain benefits for this karmic nature. tell me how. i'm feeling so fucked up i wish i could see you right now. brother, if i knew for sure where you are now, can i meet you? 'cos i need to talk to you. if not, it's all tears that you see. will you please come back now. give me your hand to let me feel your warmth. where are you when i need you most? sometimes i hate you for leaving, all the anger surpass the guilt in me. you selfish you. BROTHER!!! i miss you badly again, sorry for being such a spoilt brat, but all i want now is you. i want you back. so badly. i type away at my keyboard, i look behind, hoping to see you lying on my bed, staring up at the ceiling, talking away. all that is past, you never kept your promises. korkor.
i feel sweeter now that i remembered someone hand-delivered a belated christmas gift to my house. the doorbell rang. phobia of bell-ringing i've got. 'cos so far, there has been no good news ever since...then. and i don't like it when the doorbell rings. get me? anyway, dense people remain dense. but still, today the doorbell came with a pleasant surprise. thanks for the little gift. it made my day. and a belated merry christmas to you. and your gift's still here, though. sorry. cheers.

let the bitch in me fight with the sweetie-pie neighbour. is there a cure for me?
i'm so bored, i refuse to do my homework. there is so much to do and i bet everyone's done on it. except me and my slacker other. i feel like a bitch now. plainly because i am a bitch. you are so irritating that i detest you. you make me want to puke my guts out. yes, YOU. just looking at you, hearing your voice make me want to throw up.
so, fuck off now. go on, sue me for being a bitch, for being who i am. damn the world.
is the the end
i no longer dream of you
loneliness and i have become friends
the pain hurts still
watch the downpour
waiting for answer
only to hear the echo from the walls
my heart breaks
my heart aches
feel so trapped like in a cage
tears,
the only entries on this page.

Friday, December 26, 2003

Sugababes - Too Lost In You

You look into my eyes, I go out of my mind
I cant see anything 'coz this love got me blind
I cant help myself, i cant break the spell
Im in over my head
You got under my skin
I got no strength at all
In the state that im in
And my knees are weak
And my mouth can't speak
Fell to far this time
Baby im too lost in you
Caught in you
Lost in everything about you
So deep i can't sleep, i cant think
I just think about the things you do
Im just too lost in you
Well you whisper to me
And i shiver inside
You undo me and move me in ways undefined
And you're all i see
And you're all i need
Help me baby, help me now
'Coz im slippin away
Like the sand to the tide
Flowing into your arms, falling into your eyes
If you get too near i might disapear
I might loose my mind
Baby im too lost in you
Caught in you
Lost in everything about you
So deep i can't sleep, i cant think
I just think about the things you do
Im just too lost in you
Im going crazy with love for you baby
I cant eat and i cant sleep
im going down like a stone in the sea
No-one can rescue me
Baby im too lost in you
Caught in you
Lost in everything about you
So deep i can't sleep, i cant think
I just think about the things you do
Im just too lost in you
You look into my eyes, i go out of my mind
Im too lost in you, im too lost in you

one of the songs from loveactually. it's such a sweet romantic show. aww.
my december - Linkin Park

this is my december
this is my time of the year
this is my december
this is all so clear
this is my december
this is my snow covered home
this is my december
this is me alone
and i just wish that i didn't feel
like there was something i missed
and i take back all the things i said
to make you feel like that
and i just wish that i didn't feel
like there was something i missed
and i take back all the things i said
and i'd give it all away
just to have somewhere to go to
and i'd give it all away
just to have someone to come home to
this is my december
this is my snow covered home
this is me pretending
this is all i need

Tuesday, December 23, 2003

christmas is in a few more hours, that means school is reopening soon. hail to the school. i can't wait for school to reopen. oh, how i love school. totally. especially when it reopens on a friday!
fuck the country's education system.
1. You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and
free.

2. In the process of courtship, the approach that would make you
feel irresistable is straight-forward, just tell you he/she
loves you.

3. The impression you would like to give to your lover is loyal,
faithful, never change.

4. You don't like it when your partner is emotional and/or too
moody; and you don't know how to please him/her.

5. The kind of relationship you would like to build with your
partner is one that you care not only about the present but
also the future with your partner, a long-lasting relationship
that you can grow with.

6. You care about the society and morality, you won't do anything
wrong after marriage.

7. You are afraid of marriage, you think it would take away your
freedom.

8. At this moment, you don't have the thirst for love, you can't do
anything for it, you won't fall for it easily.

Friday, December 19, 2003

Breathe Easy Lyrics - Blue

Cruel to the eye
I see the way he makes you smile
Cruel to the eye
Watching him hold what used to be mine
Why did I lie
Why did I walk away to find
Ooh why
Ooh why
I.........can't breathe easy
I cant sleep at night
Til your by my side
No I........can't breathe easy
I cant dream yet another dream without you lying next to me
There's no air
Curse me inside
For every word that caused you to cry
Curse me inside
I wont forget, no I wont baby I
Don't know why
(Don't know why)
I left the one I was looking to find
Ooh why
Ooh why
WHY
I.........can't breathe easy
I cant sleep at night
Til your by my side
No I........can't breathe easy
I cant dream you had another dream without you lying next to me, there's no air
No I.........can't breathe easy
I cant dream you had another dream without you lying next to me, there's no air
Out of my mind
Nothing makes sense anymore
I want you back in my life
That's all I'm breathing for
Ooh I......................oh
Tell me why....
Ooh Tell me why
I cant dream you had another dream without you lying next to me, there's no air
no no no no no
I................can't breathe easy
I cant sleep at night
Til your...by my side
I...................Can't breathe easy
No I...
I can't dream you had another dream without you lying next to me, there's no air
There's no air

`what's in it that i find disturbing? who's in it that i find puzzling?
january 2nd to note: vic chou's 2nd album to be released, remember, i love u. vic.vic.vic.vic.vic.vic.vic.vic.vic.vic.vic.vic.vic.vic. i'm acting like a super-duper crazy f4 fan. oh, acting? i just can't wait. VIC!

Thursday, December 18, 2003

my daddy calls me a hydrochondraic.
my friends say i'm a schizophrenic.
i think i've got the borderline syndrome.
so, what do you think?

my life is such fuck.
last minute assigment through the email. ARGH. i have so much homework i can drown in paper. and i haven't done any. i hate this dumb school.
only one word to describe this place of dump: fuck.

Dateline: 1st day of school (latest by 5pm)
Counted as part of CA marks for term 1 in 2004
Essays must be typed out and must not exceed 2500 words
Wordcount is to be included at the end of the essay
Essays to be submitted to Ms Mandy's tray
There will be a deduction of 2 marks for each day past the dateline unless there is a reasonable excuse given
a) Describe and explain the global distribution of volcanoes and earthquakes. (16 marks)

b) Using examples, explain why volcanic and earthquake activities occur in areas away from plate tectonic boundaries. (9 marks)

i'm sick of covering up for each drop of tear that falls. i'm sick of staying strong when i'm tearing up inside. i'm sick of it all.

Wednesday, December 17, 2003

Will Young - Leave Right Now
Album: Friday's Child

I'm here
Just like I said
Though its breaking every rule I've ever made
My racin' heart
Is just the same
Why make it strong to break it once again?
And I'd love to say I do
Give everything to you
But I can never now be true
So I say
I think I'd better leave right now
Before I fall any deeper
I think I'd better leave ri-ight no-oow
Feelin' weaker and weaker
Somebody better show me how
Before I fall any deeper
I think I'd better leave right now
I'm here
So please explain
Why you're openin' up a healin' wound aga-ain
I'm a little more careful
Perhaps it shows
But if I lose the highs, at least I'm spared the lows
Now I tremble in your ar-arms
What could be the ha-arm
To feel my spirit calm
So I say
I think I'd better leave right now
Before I fall any deeper
I think I'd better leave ri-ight no-oow
Feelin' weaker and weaker
Somebody better show me how
Before I fall any deeper
I think I'd better leave right now
I wouldn’t know ho-oow to say
How good it feels seeing you today
I see you’ve got your smile back
Now you say your right on track
But you may never know why
Once bitten twice is shy
If I’m proud perhaps I should explain
I couldn’t bear to loose you again
I think I'd better leave right now
Before I fall any deeper
I think I'd better leave ri-ight no-oow
Feelin' weaker and weaker
Somebody better show me how
Before I fall any deeper
I think I'd better leave right no-ow
Yes I will
I think I'd better leave right now
Before I fall any deeper
I think I'd better leave ri-ight no-oow
Feelin' weaker and weaker
Somebody better show me how
Before I fall any deeper
I think I'd better leave right now
i will walk with you side by side for only one condition; hide your wings everytime we walk together because the world might know you're my angel.

courtesy of angeline ang :) thanks for being so sweet.

sennette and angeline, thanks for towning with me today although i know it was pretty tiring for both of you after camp. you've been so patient and understanding. haha. even though we got nothing done. -sheepish- hope you two get a good rest tonight, especially miss no-voice. drink more water and talk less and you'd feel better. haha. lotsa love. xoxo. cheers, darlings. and, happy holidays.
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Your virtues: Confidence, fun nature, sociability.
Your flaws: Loudness, jealous tendency, need for
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take that! tendency to be jealous. hah!
all i want for christmas is you - mariah carey

i don't want a lot for christmas
there is just one thing I need
i don't care about the presents
underneath the christmas tree
i just want you for my own
more than you could ever know
make my wish come true
all I want for christmas is you
i don't want a lot for christmas
there is just one thing I need
i don't care about the presents
underneath the christmas tree
i don't need to hang my stocking
there upon the fireplace
santa claus won't make me happy
with a toy on christmas day
i just want you for my own
more than you could ever know
make my wish come true
all I want for christmas is you you baby
i won't ask for much this christmas
i won't even wish for snow
i'm just gonna keep on waiting
underneath the mistletoe
i won't make a list and send it
to the North Pole for Saint Nick
i won't even stay awake to
hear those magic reindeer click
cause I just want you here tonight
holding on to me so tight
what more can I do
baby all I want for Christmas is you
all the lights are shining
so brightly everywhere
and the sound of children's
laughter fills the air
and everyone is singing
i hear those sleigh bells ringing
santa won't you bring me the one I really need
won't you please bring my baby to me...
oh I don't want a lot for christmas
this is all I'm asking for
i just wanna see baby
standing right outside my door
oh I just want you for my own
more that you could ever know
make my wish come true
baby all I want for christmas is you..
all I want for christmas is you baby
i only wrote 600 words and i got sick of it all. i wonder if my extract is too long. shucks. i hate homework!!! off to bed. i must finish my homework by the 19th!!!
i'm totally psyched about my homework. i wanted to do it today and now, ends up that nothing is done at all. i'm such an underachiever. and get this, i misplaced my entire set of p8 notes. the whole thing. i wonder if it's in some corner of my house (hopefully not the store) or is it in one of the many lockers in school. please let me find it soon. please. if not, i've to spend tons of money on waste printed paper. sheesh. i'm such an efficient worker. applaud, people.

take care of your leg. i always hate it when you go for training. you'd either come back with bruises, cuts, abrasions and every injury possible. i just love contact sports. but it's nice going to the doctor's once in a while. at least you get to skip training. and get mummy's attention. cheers. =) plenty of tlc for my pauper. haha.
get well soon, hunns.

Tuesday, December 16, 2003

My son, my love for you will never fade away
I will cherish my memories of you each and every day
You left this world far too soon, but you wanted to go
I could see the pain inside of you, the pain you tried not to show
I wish there was something that I could have said or done
Your life should not be over, for it had only just begun
You were so kind and sensitive, a special person through and though
You tried so hard to put up a front, but I always knew the real you
My life will never be the same and neither my son, will I
For when you went away a part of me did die
I would give anything to touch you, to hold you, to see your beautiful face
I only hope and pray that you are finally at peace and in a better place

M. Graham
i tried to do my homework. i went to the storeroom to get some foolscape. i found a partially-used pad. i flipped through, i saw your hand-written notes. i recognised this handwriting that was so familiar yet it looked greek to me. you took economics your whole life, you told me once you didn't like it and just took the subject blindly. i miss you very badly, very badly. i hate staying at home. i don't understand a word of your notes, all i know is that that's my brother's handwriting. you will never write again, you will never borrow stationery from me anymore. i remember the last time you did was to borrow some post-its from me. you were such a smart dude you never had to study and you could pass your exams. i feel angry but what can i do? it breaks my heart to find you gone but i can't do anything. i'm so helpless. people around rant and rave about how pathetic their lives are, talk about depression and all. they never realise how hard it is for others to lose their loved ones so suddenly. how much more sorrow is there in reality? each word i read adds another to my tears. each curve i see adds another scar to my wounds. my mother grumbles about me going out all the time. nobody knows how hard it is to be alone in here.

milton tay hahn su
sunrise: 14 october 1978
sunset: 24 october 2003
i'm alone at home and i'm bored and i'm lonely and i'm still lonely. i'm supposed to be doing my homework but i've been idling in front of this monitor since two hours ago. somebody, save me!!!
just for laughs. no offence to anyone. found it on somebody's blog. apparently some srjcian. it's hilarious. i wonder who came up with this. and yes, notice the question before the last. is TJC famous for failing gp? bad, bad english, i say. =) enjoy. hahaha.

Q: How many RJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??
A: 4 whole faculties. One fac to design the new bulb, one fac to test it out, one fac to market it and one
guy to write a stupid Email about lightbulbs.

Q: How many HCJC students does it take to change a lightbulb?
A: The whole school.....to compete with RJC.........

Q: How many VJC students does it take to change a lightbulb?
A: The whole school.......one to screw it in and the rest to cheer and wave flags and banners to give him/her support.

Q: How many NJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??
A: NO LIGHT STILL CAN STUDY!!!!!

Q: How many AJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??
A: They're too busy trying to be one of the top 5 JCs...

Q: How many ACJC students does it take to change lightbulb??
A: None......they use all their money to employ YJC to do it for them.

Q: How many YJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??
A: None.....only one technical teacher employed from naval base secondary school to tell them what a lightbulb is in the first place and to demonstrate (how do you think they're able to change it for AC?)

Q: How many CJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??
A: They'd prefer it darker..........(hmmm...*raise eyebrow*)......

Q: How many JJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??
A: None......Their physics is so bad that they make the male teacher cry...[why am i glad i'm in arts again...=)]

Q: How many TPJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??
A: Would they bother??

Q: How many MJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??
A: School so new lightbulb will spoil ah?? SUE MOE AH!!

Q: How many SAJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??
A: None..they believe in praying for it.

Q: How many NYJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??
A: None...they are still using oil lamps.

Q: How many SRJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??
A: None. They will want to save on bills, you see.

Q: How many TJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??
A: If it doesn't add to their value-added indicator, they won't bother.

Q: Dun you guys wonder which guy wrote this??
A: TJC!

Q: How many TJC students does it take to change the lightbulb??
A: None. They think they are very bright already.

why do i still feel so empty? why aren't you with me now? why am i so dissatisfied with life? i want to end it all, but i'm all too timid.
it's lonely in here. it's hurting inside. i open my window, i look down. the scenery is picturesque. i don't want to take a long time to reach the pretty place. do i sit on the ledge first, enjoy the scenic view, or just reach there in seconds with the help of gravity?
it's simple, short and sweet.
if i disappeared for a while would you notice? for a second, or a minute, or maybe an hour? would you notice? what if it's forever? if it was forever, maybe then you'd notice the slight difference i make in your life. the beauty of insignificance itself.

*poof
i want to watch love me if you dare!!! i MUST watch it!!! and also, mona lisa smile. :)
i reach out
but you don't even see me
even when I'm scream out
baby, you don't hear me
Ii am nothing without you
just a shadow passing through...
- invisible, clay aiken
through the looking glass i see; a web of deceit, betrayal. i flee.
Just Once More - Yvette Nelson

Got a million pictures, in my heart
And here at home
But I'm afraid that they'll just fade with time
Photographs are cold
And the memories hard to hold
And I never got the chance to say goodbye
One more day
One more night
One more chance to make it right
A few more words
A few more laughs
Doesn't seem too much to ask
And I know it's just a dream
But I'd give up everything
If you'd walk through that door
Just once more
Sometimes I catch myself
Asking you out loud
What would you do if you were in my place
Cause everyday in every way
I try and make you proud
But I wish that I could tell you face to face
One more day
One more night
One more chance to make it right
A few more words
A few more laughs
Doesn't seem too much to ask
And I know it's just a dream
But I'd give up everything
If you'd walk through that door
Just once more
Seasons come and seasons go
But love lies on you taught me so
I've been blessed I don’t think twice
But wouldn't it be nice
Just one more day
One more night
One more chance to make it right
A few more words
A few more laughs
Doesn't seem too much to ask
And I know it's just a dream
But I'd give up everything
If you'd walk through that door
Just once more

Monday, December 15, 2003

Mandy Moore - Cry

I'll always remember
It was late afternoon
It lasted forever
And ended too soon
You were all by yourself
Staring up at a dark gray sky
I was changed
In places no one would find
All your feelings so deep inside (deep inside)
It was then that I realized
That forever was in your eyes
The moment I saw you cry
The moment that I saw you cry
It was late in september
And I've seen you before
You were always the cold one
But i was never that sure
You were all by yourself
Staring at a dark gray sky
I was changed
In places no one would find
All your feelings so deep inside (deep inside)
It was then that I realized
That forever was in your eyes
The moment I saw you cry
I wanted to hold you
i wanted to make it go away
I wanted to know you
I wanted to make your everything
all right....
I'll always remember...
It was late afternoon...
In places no one would find...
In places no one would find
All your feelings so deep inside
It was then that I realized
That forever was in your eyes
The moment I saw you cry
happy 18th, honghao. don't think you'd read this but still, it's the thought that counts right. haha.

Sunday, December 14, 2003

i want to tell you the things i've seen
I want to take you to where i've been
and i wish you were here with me
don't you know
i really miss you
i'm writing to say - had a wonderful day,
hangin' with my friends
but the memory dies as the sun leaves the skies - i'm alone again
i want to tell you the weather is fine
when the night comes around you are on my mind
wish you were here with me
don't you know
i really miss you
i thought i lost the set of brush pens my brother gave me. thank goodness it was in a corner of my pig-sty room. i AM such an untidy, scatter-brained brat. what a relief. i need to recover the gifts you gave me, all of which made me beam with joy each time i received a present from my big brother. the mr. funny, the set of brush pens, my colored papers, my r.l. stine novels, each hand-me-down cd, the pendant which you won in a contest, the love you showered on your little sister, everything. how much i wish for you to be back. i'm missing you still, so much, a little bit more each day.
Bjork - Like Someone In Love
From the album "Debut"

lately i find myself out gazing at stars
hearing guitars
like someone in love
sometimes the things I do astound me
mostly whenever you're around me
lately i seem to walk as though I have wings
bump into things
like someone in love
each time i look at you i'm limp as a glove
and feeling like someone in love
Coldplay - Yellow
From the album "Parachutes"

Look at the stars
Look how they shine for you
And everything you do
Yeah they were all Yellow
I came along
I wrote a song for you
And all the things that you do
And it was called Yellow
So then I took my turn
Oh what a thing to have done
And it was all Yellow
Your skin
Oh yeah your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
You know you know I love you so
You know I love you so
I swam across
I jumped across for you
Oh what a thing to do
'cause you were all Yellow
I drew a line
I drew a line for you
Oh what a thing to do
And it was all Yellow
Your skin
Oh yeah your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
And you know
For you I'd bleed myself dry
For you I'd bleed myself dry
It's true
Look how they shine for you
Look how they shine for you
Look how they shine for
Look how they shine for you
Look how they shine for you
Look how they shine
Look at the stars
Look how they shine for you
And all the things that you do

i suddenly miss you. went searching your room for all your cds. among the sea of cases, i realised i miss you so much more. all i can do now to is to give you a kiss on your picture each night, hug that wooden frame each night, hoping you're well on the other side. we are all thinking of you. korkor, i miss you.
i'm still bored. i got a bad throat. anyone to pity me?
htennek. missed you all the time. monday pool or christmas cards? hehe. i'm so bored, so bored. too tired to do my piling homework, i will be in deep trouble soon. haha. =) another week or so to christmas. yay. is the christmas spirit in us? yuletide joy! not. i'm bored, bored, bored. i miss you. -hughug-
http://xm163.51.net/xm163/01/love.htm

read this story. touching. cried and cried. so sweet yet full of sorrow.

Saturday, December 13, 2003

Among School Children - William Butler Yeats

I -- present times; elderly man questioning what children are learning in school
I walk through the long schoolroom questioning;
A kind old nun in a white hood replies; <-- probably a parochial school
The children learn to cipher and to sing,
To study reading-books and histories,
To cut and sew, be neat in everything
In the best modern way - the children's eyes
In momentary wonder stare upon
A sixty-year-old smiling public man. <-- with reference to Yeats

II -- olden days; child telling reader of tale that changed childish day to tragedy
I dream of a Ledaean body, bent
Above a sinking fire. a tale that she
Told of a harsh reproof, or trivial event
That changed some childish day to tragedy -
Told, and it seemed that our two natures blent
Into a sphere from youthful sympathy
, <-- two people sharing grief and blending into one single being
Or else, to alter Plato's parable,
Into the yolk and white of the one shell.
*compare stanzas I and II: the comparison of olden and modern times in terms of education

III -- back in present times, speaking of woman Yeats admired

And thinking of that fit of grief or rage
I look upon one child or t'other there
And wonder if she stood so at that age-
For even daughters of the swan can share
Something of every paddler's heritage -
And had that colour upon cheek or hair,
And thereupon my heart is driven wild:
She stands before me as a living child.

IV

Her present image floats into the mind -
Did Quattrocento finger fashion it
Hollow of cheek as though it drank the wind
And took a mess of shadows for its meat?
And I though never of Ledaean kind
Had pretty plumage once - enough of that,
Better to smile on all that smile, and show
There is a comfortable kind of old scarecrow.

V

What youthful mother, a shape upon her lap
Honey of generation had betrayed,
And that must sleep, shriek, struggle to escape
As recollection or the drug decide,
Would think her Son, did she but see that shape
With sixty or more winters on its head,
A compensation for the pang of his birth,
Or the uncertainty of his setting forth?

VI

Plato thought nature but a spume that plays
Upon a ghostly paradigm of things;
Solider Aristotle played the taws
Upon the bottom of a king of kings;
World-famous golden-thighed Pythagoras
Fingered upon a fiddle-stick or strings
What a star sang and careless Muses heard:
Old clothes upon old sticks to scare a bird.

VII

Both nuns and mothers worship images,
But those the candles light are not as those
That animate a mother's reveries,
But keep a marble or a bronze repose.
And yet they too break hearts - O Presences
That passion, piety or affection knows,
And that all heavenly glory symbolise -
O self-born mockers of man's enterprise;

VIII

Labour is blossoming or dancing where
The body is not bruised to pleasure soul.
Nor beauty born out of its own despair,
Nor blear-eyed wisdom out of midnight oil.
O chestnut-tree, great-rooted blossomer,
Are you the leaf, the blossom or the bole?
O body swayed to music, O brightening glance,
How can we know the dancer from the dance?
the first sentence of the novel foreshadows Esther's progressing internal conflicts. "it was a queer, sultry summer, the summer they electrocuted the Rosenburgs, and i didn't know what i was doing in new york." the immediate references to death and insecurity set the tone for Esther's forboding crises. however, almost immediately, the reader is aware that Esther does have a future. there are references to Esther still having some of the gifts she received that summer, later on in her life. "i still have the make-up kit they gave me, fitted out for a person with brown eyes and brown hair..." the lives she sees in new york, full of wealth and conformity, make her "so jealous that she can't speak", yet she gets no joy from all the gifts, fine food, and special treatment she receives in New York. it is obvious, right from the beginning, that Esther is confused about what she wants. Esther makes two friends while in new york, the cynical society girl from the south, Doreen, and the innocent, sweet girl from the midwest. Esther wants to identify with Doreen because the latter is cynical and wise and can see through the hypocrisies of society. (compare Doreen and Esther, the outstanding characteristics)"...being with Doreen made me forget my worries. i felt wise and cynical as all hell." later, after Esther witnesses Doreen and Lenny, a man they just met in a bar, becoming more and more attracted to each other, she feels withdrawn and unattractive. Esther slips away unnoticed and walks the forty-three blocks back to the hotel. Doreen comes back later, sloppy drunk, and collapses in Esther's arms. Esther leaves her in the hall and closes her door. Esther decides that she should be loyal to Betsy; she decides that she is really innocent at heart. Esther spends her time alternating between blaming others for her own unhappiness and blaming herself for being dark and perverse.

Friday, December 12, 2003

dying
is an art, like everything else
i do it exceptionally well.

i do it so it feels like hell.
i do it so it feels real.
i guess you could say I've a call.
out of the ash
i rise with my red hair
and I eat men like air.

-sylvia plath

for milton, one of your favourite authors. i shall do it for lit. i think. hehe.

been missing you. so much. all of us here miss you. with love. always.
all characters in this story is fictitious.
any resemblance to anyone in real life is purely coincidental.
him: kenneth chow, 18
her: lynnette tay, 17
them: a combination of love, life and laughter.

Thursday, December 11, 2003

1) Do you cry often:
yes.

2) Do you often cry in front of people or alone:
both.

3) Have your friends ever seen you cry:
yes. -pat pat-

4) Have you cried today:
do tears from yawning count?

5) Do you usually cry for a long time:
define 'long time'.

6) Do you get really red when you cry:
do you peer into the mirror when you cry?

7) Have you ever cried because you were happy:
hm. i think not.

8) Have you ever been someone's "crying shoulder"?:
sure. ask sennette. usually, i end up crying too. sheesh. 'rang ni de lei luo zai wo jian bang...'

9) Have you ever hugged someone because they were crying:
yes, all the time.

10) Have you ever had a shoulder to cry on:
i hope so.

11) Have you been hugged when you cried:
yes. i mean, that's probably the only thing people can do.

11) Do you cry during movies:
ask kenneth.

12) Do you cry while reading books:
hardly.

13) Does music make you cry:
allllllllllll the time.

14) Have you ever been called a cry baby:
yes. it's not my fault that i have active tear glands.

15) Have you ever tried to stop yourself from crying:
the lip-biting stance.

16) Have you ever cried in front of a teacher:
yes. teacher, so what?

17) Does this survey make you want to cry?:
-rolls eyes-

18) Have you ever cried over a guy/girl:
crying IS crying.

19) Do you cry when you are physically hurt:
sometimes? boo hoo.

20) Do you cry when you are scared:
crying IS crying, okay?!

21) Do you cry when you are mad: i said it already. i cry all the time.

22) Do you cry over bad grades?: oh. the only time was my o's. please. let it be the first and last time. PLEASE. PLEASE. -on knees-

23) Have you ever cried over spilled milk:
i'm not a milkmaid.

24) Can you make yourself cry:
try me.

25) When was the last time you cried:
was the movie yesterday?

26) Have you ever cried because you were sad for someone else:
think so.

27) Do you have a favorite crying quote:
no man or woman is worth your tears. the one who is won't make you cry. you were waiting for this, weren't you? such a cliche, but who cares.

28) Have you ever cried for anyone who wouldn’t cry for you:
yes. i'm afraid so.

29) Do you ever cry on anniversaries of things?:
i don't know.

30) Will you cry because this survey is over:
why did i ever start on this survey...
watch loveactually if you haven't. all the puckers. it's sweet, it's still sweet. i like sam and joanna. basically everyone. it makes you go, 'aww...' and it's funny. watch it, watch it!

loveactually is all around.

p.s. do i look like a miss dunkin' donuts '04 to you? -blargh-
britney spears - my only wish

Last night I took a walk in the snow.
Couples holding hands, places to go
Seems like everyone but me is in love.
Santa can you hear me
I signed my letter that I sealed with a kiss
I sent it off
It just said this
I know exactly what I want this year.
Santa can you hear me.
I want my baby
I want someone to love me someone to hold me.
Maybe he'll be all I hope in a big red bow
Santa can you hear me?
I have been so good this year and all I want is one thing
Tell me my true love is here
He's all I want, just for me underneath my christmas tree
I'll be waiting here.
Santa that's my only wish this year.
oohhh ohh yeah
Christmas Eve I just can't sleep
Would I be wrong for taking a peek?
Cause I heard that your coming to town
Santa can you hear me?
Really hope that your on your way
With something special for me in your sleigh
Ohh please make my wish come true
Santa can you hear me
I want my baby
I want someone to love me someone to hold me
Maybe theyll be all the love under the mistletoe
Santa can you hear me
I have been so good this year
And all I want is one thing
Tell me my true love is here
He's all I wabt just for me
Underneath my christmas tree
I'll be waiting here santa thats my only wish this year
I hope my letter reaches you in time
Bring me love can call all mine
'cause I have been so good this year.
Can't be long under the mistletoe
He's all want and a big red bow
Santa can you hear me
I have been so good this year
And all i want is one thing
Tell me my true love is near
He's all I want. just for me
Underneath my christmas tree
I'll be waiting here (ohh yeah) santa thats my only wish this year
Oh santa can u hear me? oh santa
Well he's all I want just for me underneath my Christmas tree
Oh I'll be waiting here
Santa thats my only wish this year.
Limp Bizkit - Behind Blue Eyes

From the album "Results May Vary"

No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
No one knows what it's like
To be hated
To be fated
To telling only lies
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
No one knows what it's like
To feel these feelings
Like I do
And I blame you
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
Discover... L-I-M-P
No one knows what it's like
To be mistreated
To be defeated
behind blue eyes
and no one knows how to say that theyre sorry
and dont worry
i'm not telling lies
but my dreams
they arent as empty
as my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
my love is vengence
that's never free
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
What will your Funeral be like? by rashock
Username
You will die by:You always were kinky in your sex life and took it just a bit to far. You died over doing breath control, blood play, or some other strange kink.
Death Date:April 11, 2017
Number attending your funeral?179
How much will you leave to friends and family?$3,818,071
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Which Japanese word are you? by gokumew2
LJ Username
You are:Tomodachi (friend)
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Afterlife as an Angel by childdoll
Your Name
Astrological Sign
Angel TypeAngel of Nature
Wing ColorBlack with red tips
Heavenly WeaponTwo short swords
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1)What is your Original name?
- lynnette


2)What is your birthdate?
- 4 october 1986

3)What are your Ambitions/goals?
- be a princess with lots of suitors and money

4)What food makes you drool?
- basically, food.

5)How do you feel towards Cartoons?
- which ones?

6)What type of Movies do you go for?
- romance, horror, tearjerkers and those that make you go, 'aww...'

7)Hows your Eyesight?
- specs, where are my specs?!

8)What are your favorite scents?
- oceanus

9)Flower?
- sunflowers, african daisies, flowers!

10)What Games do you like playing?
- mind games? or is it hopscotch?

11)What Sports are you interested in?
- is talking a sport?

12)Brands?
- eh?

13)Who facinates you?
- look, that guy! oh my gawd!!! -mouth agape-

14)Whats your Religion?
- moneyist.

15)At the moment, any Crush?
- my four4 hunks.

16)What do you look for in the opp sex?
- personality. fun. you know, it's the feeling.

17)Do you believe in Love?
- yes.

18)Whats your Style?
- of?

19)Do you Club?
- you mean babysitters' club? or the losers' club? -sigh-

20)Is there anything weird about you?
- try asking, 'what's not weird about you?'

21)Do you do housework at home?
- ...

22)What is your favorite Season?
- autumn, summer, winter, spring

23)What countries have u been to?
- is hell a country?

24)When was the last time you cry in public?
- define public. does the cinema count?

25)When was the last time u fall?
- in love? -blush-

26)Which country would u go for a Honeymoon?
- erms. takes out list and reads...'japan, europe, pasir ris, east coast...'

27)What is your favorite mode of transport?
- anything that is air-conditioned.

28)Do you go for checks/stripes/dots?
- yes. all.

29)Any private fantasy?
- hmm...

30)Hows your sex life?
- way to go!

31)What is your favorite sex position?
- try, 'what are your favourite sex positions?'

32)What is your bust size (if you are a girl),
penis length (if you are a boy)?
- argh! it's embarrassing!

33)last question, what are your thoughts now?
- i don't know. i can't think.
the sleepover was fun, fun and fun. the company really counts. and yes, after that night of monopoly and craziness, we continued with rounds of mad and monopoly (again!;) at angel's place. infatuated with that game? maybe. haha. love you guys lots. angeline, jiayu, rueyhwan, sennette, thanks for being in my life. and you guys too! yes, YOU! =)

good night, the-boyfriend-with-ever-so-attractive-buddies. i wonder how you'd get home at 2am. well, it was rather surprising to receive your call. =) i wasn't prepared to say muhc, not even 'take care'. haha. and yes, it's been long since we caught a movie, until today. missed you. take a rest tomorrow before training. =) puckers.
p.s. anyone intending to get fish leong's the power of love songs? get it. it's good, good.
People like you becuase you're a sweetheart!
What attracts people to you?

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aww...

Tuesday, December 09, 2003

hihihi, yang yang. Happy Birthday Angeline!!

Friday, December 05, 2003

"I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,
your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm,
yes many loved before us, I know that we are not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
but let's not talk of love or chains and things we can't untie,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye."

Leonard Cohen : Hey, that's no way to say goodbye
"blank page was all the rage
never meant to hurt anyone
in bed I was half dead
tired of dreaming of rest
you haven't changed, you're still the same
may you rise as you fall"

The Smashing Pumpkins : Blank page
"This trouble seems to give me some life
You're hanging around the day
You're fooling yourself with blame
You're taking it all to a future sight"

The Polyphonic Spree : Hanging around the day
i hate maths. i hate maths. i hate maths. why am i so, so, so, so glad i'm not taking maths as a subject now? gosh. you don't know how much i detest this subject. not to mention numbers. -screams and pulls hair-

Thursday, December 04, 2003

HASH(0x87a6a44)
Exhibitionist


The ULTIMATE personality test
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the last time i did this i was a histrionic. now an exhibitionist. hahaha. it shows, doesn't it?

Tuesday, December 02, 2003

something from an email...

When someone is in your life for a REASON. . .
It is usually to meet a need you have expressed.
They have come to assist you through a
difficulty, to provide you with guidance and
support, to aid you physically, emotionally, or
spiritually. They may seem like a godsend, and
they are! They are there for the reason you need
them to be. Then, without any wrongdoing
on your part, or at an inconvenient time, this
person will say or do something to bring the
relationship to an end.

Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away.
Sometimes they act up and force you to take a
stand. What we must realize is that our need has
been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is
done. The prayer you sent up has been answered.
And now it is time to move on.

Sunday, November 30, 2003

i must start to do my sats papers. sats, sats, SATS!!! -groans-

found something scribbled on foolscape during one econs tutorial before the holidays...

positive --> statements that can be verified and tested with facts
normative --> statements of opinion or value judgement


loneliness accompanied by fears
i can't help but give way to tears
it's been long since we last met
i miss your kisses and your pats
without a word you left me here
silence sounds easy but it's all unclear
falling leaves help me pass the time
though i know patience's not no crime
tried to forget to ease my pain
only to realise all's in vain
pictures remain on the rack
all i want is to have you back
missing you is bittersweet
now i know you're all i ever need
sometimes the best i can do is just recline in quiet discontent, let the dull drone of everyone around me sink into my cracks, concentrate on containing my irritation. the atmosphere suddenly feels so gaudy and wrong and unfair. so, what do i do from now, where do i go from here?
yet-to-touch holiday assignments for lit (if i ever misplaced my list):

paper one
1. finish reading all 3 texts (yes, if i ever started on them...)
2. answer all questions from other jcs prelim papers (can somebody tell me if we ever have them?)
paper four
3. do extra reading (like what?)
4. compile a book of reviews, master plots and quotations (from where?)
paper eight
5. portfolio (of a song, a picture and an extract from any genre)
*extract from any short story, drama, poem
*picture to have colour, imagery, symbolism
*critical analysis of the 3 items (at least 2 pages long)
*read a minimum of two books
*create glossary of literary terms (with definitions and examples)
e.g. 'narrative perspective', 'tone', 'imagery', 'diction'
*choose couple of works (poems, extracts, etc)
- pick out a few expressions that can be used in prac crit
e.g. 'this alludes to...'
6. read up on critical notes, critical analysis and critical appreciation

when should i stop procrastination?
From the album 0304
Jewel - Stand


Walk in a corner shop
See a shoplifting cop
See the old lady with a gun
See the hero try to run
Nothing's what it seems, I mean
It's not all dirty, but it's not all clean
There's children paying bills
There's monks buying thrills
There's pride for sale in magazines
There's pills for rent to make you clean
Marvin Gaye, there's no brother, brother
Woody Guthrie's land can't feed Mother
Mothers weep, children sleep
So much violence ends in silence
It's a shame there's no one to blame
For all the pain that life brings
If you will just take me It might just complete me
And together we can make a stand
A waitress brings me lunch
We meet but do not touch
On TV, D.C. is selling lies
While in the corner, King's dream dies
Go to the counter, pay for me and my friend
A homeless man pulls out a roll, says it's on him
The mayor has no cash
He said he spent it on hookers and hash
You will love me, I will love you

finally found this song. all the puckers for it. =)

Friday, November 28, 2003

-= what makes less angelic of an angel with broken wings?

Thursday, November 27, 2003

i sort of passed by pa today. reminisced about the times i had there, my npcc days, what unforgettable memories. this's going to be one thing that'll keep my secondary school memories alive. i miss npcc. yes, rueyhwan, i had such a time talking to you on msn just now. i think you cried, too. haha. silly. i'm about to go on and on again. we went for atc in secondary 3, somehow we got into the same group, did we do it illegally? haha. i know how we never had a single meal in the 3 days 'cos we were such slow eaters and noodles took forever to cook. how we solely survived on our all-time favourite uncle tobys. i was so vulnerable to insect bites that xave gave us his saf all-powerful repellant. thank goodness for that. i remembered how i slept sitting-up the first night and the second, how i escaped to another tent for space when they were on sentry. haha. i was such a sleepyhead, i did sentry with my eyes closed, i held hands with you am i right? sheesh. also all the times we spent in mac every saturday afternoon after parade? and how we ran to bpp to get our hairnets whenever we forgot before a muster? haha. the good and bad times. how we cried during the 2nd night of the camp we organised, 'cos we knew it marked the end of our npcc life. the funniest was how junhao blew his whistle the last time for no reason after we broke camp. stupid boy. lol. and we cried almost every pop [batch 4 was our 1st! our fave ncos =]. especially our own. i thought the whole squad promised not to drop any tears, no matter what? but i knew deep down the both of us were the crybabies. inevitable!! i was alone that day, in np room listening to some songs, then i just started crying. the parade was worse, the more i saw you sob, the more i couldn't take it. for each officer who shook our hands, we cried even harder. come to think of it, we were such sobbers. haha. each time we drilled in the rain for xave, all was in vain. 'cos he never turned up. we tried so hard, it was really disappointing when he made his presence. 8pm at the carpark, all the disagreements, all the excitement. i wonder how they etched themselves a place in my memory. and yes, we used to call each other every friday night, 'tomorrow study bench? don't be late. badges, hairnet, boots, socks. wear pt. track shoes?' even though we always complained about having to polish our 'hubbies', we enjoyed it, didn't we? now, can't even see my fingers black with kiwi anymore. haha. even the little things create such an impression. i miss all the parades, all the drills, all the outside-school courses, all the camps and campfires, even our pts! xave's famous 5bx! we were so proud to have him as our ci, no matter what others thought of him. well, we have to let go one day eh? though all things are transient, i somehow wish i could go back, put that blue number on again, smell that familiar kiwi smell again, hear the sound the boots against the ground again. in rain or shine. if i were to pen each bit of my npcc life here, i'd take longer than forever. 'cos the memories are innumerable and irreplaceable. oh, well. =)

:: was it only then, in those days, when we truly led a life, when we were really alive?

Wednesday, November 26, 2003

1-If you were going to die tomorrow what would be your last meal?
i love carbos. give me rice, bread, potatoes, floury stuff, carbos! how can i forget mushrooms!!!
2-When you were a kid what did you want to be when you grew up?
a teenager?
3-Name a television show you watched as a kid?
the carebears.
4-Name a beverage you drink frequently?
tea. any kinds of chilled tea.
5-What is something you have always wanted to learn but never have?
be myself.
6-Name a CD you would never get rid of?
why would i want to get rid of cds that i buy?
7-Name a song you that constantly gets in your head?
indecision is my forte. or weakness?
8-Name something that never fails to cheer you up?
shopping. and smiles.
9-What's your favourite time waster?
this.
---------------------------------------------------------
1 minute ago: i was starting to do this survey.
1 hour ago: watching television (say wow! 'cos i'm watching tv)
1 day ago: having dinner?
1 week ago: -looks into blog dated 19 nov-
1 month ago: i don't want to be reminded.
1 year ago: just finished my o's. partying away i guess?
1 lifetime ago: i wish i knew. anyway, what kind of question is this?!
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I hurt: anyone i want to. including myself.
I love: my family, my friends, dogs, shopping, reading, writing, dreaming, stars...the list goes on. oh, yes, finally, and him. [you were waiting, weren't you!=]
I hate: nobody. [oh, yeah?? there must be many nobodies around here. lol.]
I hope: my life condition will improve day by day. and my family's too, and my friends' too. peace.
I sadden: will you stop reminding people of sad memories?!
I feel alone: many a time. like now.
I kill: ants? time? you?
I talk: to myself.
I listen: whenever i feel like it.
I break: hearts. and myself.
I see: nothing.
I smell: i've got a permanently blocked nose. sadly.
I taste: the bittersweet of life.
I work: little.
I remember: the happy times, the sad memories, the times we spent together. those were the days.
I hide: from everyone, including yours truly.
I pray: that everyone's happy.
I walk: through good and bad times, hoping for some special company now and then.
I drive: myself crazy thinking about you. :)
I read: everything. including people's minds.
I burn: -ed a hole in my own heart.
I breathe: air. like now.
I play: alot. alot. -playful-'s my middle name, apart from -bitch-.
I miss: you.
I know: how important it is to treasure your loved ones.
I dream: constantly. it's my life. -cue: selena & bon jovi
I want: everyone to be happy.
I fall: head over heels in love.
I wait: for happiness to enter my life.
I need: you.
I am: not who i am. -cue: iago. -winks-
~Today's Date: 26/11/03
~What's The Time Now?: 0012h
~ Name on Birth Certificate: tay ya ping lynnette
~Nickname(s): lynn, nette, pig, zhu
~ Birthday: october 4th
~ Nationality: singaporean
~ Horoscope: libran, the scales
~ Occupation: student, sadly
~ Eye Colour: is it brown or black?
~ Hair Colour: ditto. its natural color?
~ Height: 160cm still, i hope. i hear people shrink.
~ Shoe Size: 6-7
~ Tattoos: none
~ Piercings: five, a mistake.
~ Family Member(s): daddy mummy korkor
~ Your Bed Time?: when it's time to sleep, it's time to sleep.
-----------------HAVE YOU EVER------------------

* Eaten An Insect?: as long as i'm aware of it, nope. otherwise...-can't bear to think about it-
* Digged Your Nose In Public?: hmm...
* Had A Puff Of The Cigarette?: i don't like the taste of cigarettes, do what do you think?
* Took Drugs(Not Medicinal)?: nope.
* Had A Sip Of The Alcohol?: alcohol?
* Got Beaten Up?: by? self-mutilation counts? physical, or mentally?
* Missed School Because It Was Raining?: i miss school. the weather doesn't play a big part.
* Ever Put A Body Part On Fire For Amusement?: not for amusement!
* Got Hurt Emotionally?: who hasn't?!
* Kept A Secret From Everyone?: ditto!
* Had An Imaginary Friend?: an? i have lots, oops, i mean 'had'.
* Cried During A Movie?: ask kenneth.
* Had A Crush On A Teacher?: not that i remember of.
* Cursed/Hated Someone?: who hasn't?! again.
* Taken Revenge On Someone?: would love to. if i haven't...that is.
* Really Liked Anyone Of The Opposite Sex?: duh!
* Ever Had A Dream About Your Crush?: i'm proud to be a dreamer.
* Kissed Someone?: *smoooooooch*
* Been On Stage?: you mean for performances or just to fix mikes?
* Been On TV?: nope. is it embarrassing?
* Had The Urge To Steal Something?: yes, especially hearts. and boyfriends. lol.
* Cut/Dyed Your Own Hair?: cut - who hasn't?! dyed - nope.
* Met A Celebrity?: yes!!! -recalls and giggles to self-
* Dumped Or Been Dumped?: i dump, i ditch, i've got pride!
* Changed Who You Were To Fit In?: you mean lose weight to fit into 's'es?
* Thought You Were Attractive?: beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.
------------------FAVOURITES---------------------

* Shampoo: pantene.
* Soap: alternative - shower foam?
* Fragrance: his!
* Clothing Brand(s): i don't want to be labelled a poseur!
* Hobbies: blogging, shopping, reading, just to name a few.
* Colour: all colours. except orange, and certain shades of green.
* Advertisemen(s): those with dogs in them. =)
* Foods: food, glorious food!
* Fruit(s): fruit, glorious fruit.
* Drink(s): water! gas-less drinks.
* Animal(s): dogs, dogs, give me a dog anytime!
* Flower(s): there, that big flower with yellow petals and a black round centre. what's that called again? =)
* Season(s): autumn, summer, winter, spring (in order of preference;)
* Cartoon(s): little lulu?
* Number(s): emphasise: i'm not a number person. i practically hate numbers. hate, i mean.
* Sound(s): gagroobarbuboole? baby sounds, i guess.
* Sport(s): sorry, what was that again?
* Movie(s): romance, horror, teen flicks, movies!
* Song(s): lyrics, lyrics depict feelings!
* Musical Artistes: too many to mention.
* Musical Instrument: sorry, what is it this time?
* Body Part: must i have any?
* Celebrities: too many to mention. again.
* Candies: i have a sweet tooth. or rather, i have sweet teeth!
* Computer Game(s): what now?
* Board Game(s): ditto.
* Ice-Cream Flavour: ice cream! my life!
* School Subject(s): if only they had romance as a subject.
* Country: anywhere where there's shelter, air, water and food!!
* Phrases/Words: ask kenneth.
* People To Talk To Online: anybody's fine.
--------------------RIGHT NOW-------------------

* Wearing: jammies. yes, so what if i'm 17?
* Hair is: wet and long.
* I'm Feeling: bored. that explains why i'm doing this.
* Eating: i wish i had ice cream now. or cookies. -grumbles-
* Drinking: i wish i had berry tea now. -continues grumbling-
* Listening To: young talking about linking park on p10.
* Talking To: myself.
* Dreaming Of: dreams.
* Kicking: i don't want to hurt my toes, my feet!
* What's The Weather Like?: too dark to tell the weather?
* Are You In Love?: -breaks into smile-
--------------IN THE LAST 24 HOURS----------------

* Met Someone New?: anti-social? lol.
* Cycled/Rollerblade/Skateboarded?: nope.
* Worn A Skirt/Tutu?: ditto.
* Cried?: thritto.
* Cleaned Your Room?: it's offically known as 'pig-sty' to all.
* Done Your Laundry?: is laundry considered as a chore? princesses don't do chores, you know.
* Drove A Car?: it's singapore, and i'm only 17. hello?!
* Studied?: if studying people (specifically the opposite sex;) counts, yes.
* Sang Or Danced?: yes.
* Bugged Someone?: i hope not.
* Been Scolded?: princesses get scolded???
* Went Out On A Date?: sigh. with myself, i say.
* Had Something To Eat?: i must take dinner!
* Taken A Shower?: my hair's still wet.
----------------DO YOU BELIEVE IN------------------

* True Love?: define true, darling.
* Your Friends?: i love my friends!
* Magic: what magic??
* Santa Claus?: there's no chimney in my house!!!
* Tooth Fairy?: well...
* Destiny/Fate?: isn't that what life's all about?
* Dreams?: i love to dream!!!
* Ghosts?: haven't met one. wouldn't want to, in any case.
* Witches?: you mean those spinsters with a cat on brooms?
* UFO'S?: i see aliens everyday, everyday.
* Yourself?: i only have myself.
* Reincarnation?: i don't know...it's so mystic.
-----------------FRIENDS AND LIFE------------------

* Girl Friend(s)?: many. and i'm glad to have them. =)
* Boy Friend(s)?: which kinds? -girlish giggle-
* Who's the Funniest?: erm.
* Who's the Weirdest?: yours truly.
* Who's the Quietest?: i don't like quiet people.
* Who Do You Trust With Your Life?: huh?
* Who Do You Go To For Advice?: 'help!!!'
* who Do You Cry To?: my soft toys.
* When Did You Cried The Most?: please don't remind me.
* Who's Your Role Model?: i don't follow people.
* Best Feeling In Your Life?: to feel happy? and happier? and happiest.
* Worst Feeling In Your Life: the old wounds never really go away, you know.
* What's The Period In Your Life You Miss The Most?: my secondary school days. those were the days...-sniff-
* What's The Most Touching Thing Anyone Ever Said To You?: memory malfunction at 1.02am!
* What's The Most Riduculous Thing Anyone Ever Said To You?: ditto.
* Age You Hope To Get Married?: 25 - 27?
* Your Dream Wedding?: just like a princess'! -dreams...-
* Your Fears?: that i cannot get married and have kids and dogs, and when i'm left all alone when my parents pass on and there's nobody crying for me when i pass on. -argh!!! -
* Your Strengths?: nothing. as said by kenneth. bleahs.
* Your Weaknesses?: everything. as said by you-know-who. the pot calling the kettle black. double bleahs.
* What Do You Regret Most In Life?: i shan't say. -sigh- -sniff- -sob-
* What's Your Philosophy In Life?: living life to its fullest. with as few regrets as possible. share love with everyone, everywhere. smile, smile, smile! =)
* Are You Satisfied With Your Life?: life? what life? how ironic.
* What's The Time Now?: 1.08am

Tuesday, November 25, 2003

i am like a falling star who has finally found her place next to another in a lovely constellation, where we will sparkle in the heavens forever.
does that explain -falling in love-? =)
love is...
what makes a weak man brave
and a king step off his throne
good times, bad times
easy times, tough times
it comes and goes in an instant
and lasts three days after forever
that's what love is.
pets safari, my all-time favourite. haha. there are these two cute dogs that look like the kleenex ad pup. how adorable. they have these pairs of doe eyes and look a little upset. that kind of whiney, pity-me puppy look, you know. i actually visited the east. haha. ken made a comment about that east people don't clothe themselves in flash-and-splash wear. that comment made no sense and was pointless. but i don't why i had to agree on that remark. heh. no offence, really. we're not labelling people or anything, or that wearing flash-and-splash wear proved any status on people. it was merely an observation made, or we haven't seen much of the east side. haha. am i glad i'm living in the west area? maybe it's 'cos people get used to things and wouldn't choose to adapt all over again. [do you get what i'm blabbering about? i can't make sense of half the things i'm writing about. gees.] thanks for the quote by einstein. i love it when you 'teach' me stuff or tell me new things that i never knew. heh. cheers.
= gravitation cannot be held responsible for people falling in love.
- albert einstein
Backstreet Boys - "How Did I Fall In Love With You?"

Remember when, we never needed each other
The best of friends like
Sister and Brother
We understood, we'd never be,
Alone
Those days are gone, and I want so much
The night is long and I need your touch
Don't know what to say
I never meant to feel this way
Don't want to be
Alone tonight
What can I do, to make it right
Falling so hard so fast this time
What did I say, what did you do?
How did I fall in love with you?
I hear your voice
And I start to tremble
Brings back the child that, I resemble
I cannot pretend, that we can still be friends
Don't want to be,
Alone tonight
What can I do, to make it right
Falling so hard so fast this time
What did I say, what did you do?
How did I fall in love with you?
Oh I want to say this right
And it has to be tonight
Just need you to know, oh yeah
I don't want to live this life
I don't want to say goodbye
With you I wanna spend
The rest of my life
What can I do, to make it right
Falling so hard so fast this time
What did I say, what did you do?
How did I fall in love with you?
What can I do, to make it right
Falling so hard so fast this time
Everything's changed, we never knew
How did I fall, in love with you?
Blessid Union Of Souls - Standing At The Edge Of The Earth

I knew that this moment would come in time
That I'd have to let go and watch you fly
I know you're coming back so why am I dying inside
Are you searching for words that you can't find
Trying to hide your emotions but eyes don't lie
Guess there's no easy way to say goodbye
So I'll be standing at the edge of the earth
Hoping that someday you'll come back again
I'll be standing at the edge of the earth hoping for someday
Don't misunderstand what I'm trying to say
I don't want to let you leave this way
I want you know that I'll stand right by your side
And I know this may be
The very last time that we see each other cry
But whatever happens know that I'll...
I'll be standing at the edge of the earth
Hoping that one day you'll come back again
I'll be standing at the edge of the earth hoping that someday
You'll come back to me
I'll be praying for whatever it's worth
Believing that one day you'll come back to me
I'll be standing at the edge of the earth
Hoping for someday
And I know this may be
The very last time that we see each other cry
But whatever happens know that I'll...
I'll be standing at the edge of the earth
Hoping that one day you'll come back again
I'll be standing at the edge of the earth hoping that someday
You'll come back to me
I'll be praying for whatever it's worth
Believing that one day you'll come back to me
I'll be standing at the edge of the earth
Hoping for someday
Waiting for someday Believing in someday
Praying for someday, I'll be...
Longing for someday Clinging to someday
Cherishing someday, I'll be...
Thinking of someday Dreaming of someday
Wishing for someday, I'll be...
Living for someday Counting on someday
Knowing that one day...
I will see you

i hope people realise that it's blessid union of the souls, not blessed, darlings. =) no offence, though. cheers.
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days passed and you never came.
weeks passed and you never called.
months passed and i held on to the hope
that one day, just one day, things would be the same again.
the days you made my troubles go away,
the hours you took to ease my pain.
the minutes we shared in the hallway,
the many seconds we treasured, all in vain?
all i'm left with now
is the frame in my hands
pondering questions 'how?'
with the hole in my heart nobody can mend.
what in the house doesn't remind me of you
even i catch a glimpse of your shadow
feeling empty still
yet feeling your presence so mellow.


i miss you, korkor. alot alot alot. who can replace you in my heart, who can i again call my brother? i dreamt of you again. we wanted to go for a holiday in france. i walked you to the door, to the stairs, i saw you walk down, i saw you leave again, slowly not even your shadow lingers. why do you always leave us in my dreams, i don't know to feel happy or sad. just the weekend, the bulb in the bathroom fused. 3 of us were like thinking of you so badly, so badly. 'cos you were always the one who fixed things around the house, nobody mentioned you, but it was very very evident that everyone had you on our minds. it was quite bad, i wish i could have you back again. just for a while? just to fix the bulb back up again? please? i try and pull myself through, still, memories of you fill my desolate mind again. how have you been other there? really, i don't know where you're now, i just hope you're in a better place, somewhere where you'd find peace again. for you know we'll always love you.

Sunday, November 23, 2003

i can't take it lying down when people out of your lives can still know so much about you. please, get a life of your own! and i won't be surprised if you're reading this. i don't know how you got to know so much, i can't be bothered anymore. sheesh. the world is just small, small, small. so small, it gets scary sometimes. i only have my lucky stars to thank now that i've my significant other, darl. yes, so glad, so glad. kenn.

Saturday, November 22, 2003

bon voyage to all leaving for perth tomorrow, especially you. chonglong, i will miss you! hehe. =) i totally forgot you're leaving tomorrow. and sorry for not sending you off. at 7am. hehe. take care, please. and enjoy yourself, although you seem so-ever-excited about australia's most boring place. haha. =) and yes, get me something back. be it the sand, the stones or thoughts of me during your fortnight there. awww. so mushy. i'm gloating over your school-uniform part. *sniggers* =) take care take care take care.
- - - drama part: *squeeze* palms touching palms with the glass in between. lol. love.
-waiting for your return. so long. :)
silently he sat on the rocky coast and a gull, dazed by his presence, described wavering circles around his head.
-franz kafka
anyone want to join me for the 'catapult/reverse bungee' thing? it's a waste of 30 bucks, eh? =) i think it's so scary. yet thrilling. any sponsors? stanley, would you go work for $60 and we shall go 'ahhhhhh...!' teehee. yes. i hate boys who whine. and those who 'ahem' on the phone loudly. and please, forget about the girl. become gay, like your old self. kudos to gayism, darl. =)

Friday, November 21, 2003

now what? my parents are talking about my brother all day long, 24/7. it's not wrong, i just dislike it. they make it so real, so evident, so obvious that kor's gone for good. and it's getting on my nerves. yes, so what if i still can't aceept it fully? so what i choose to remain in self-denial? let me have a choice please! it's about milton this when he was alive, about milton that when he was around. hello?! my brother IS still here, around, not gone! i hate it when they talk about him all day 'cos it just reminds me that my brother is no longer living!!! it pricks, it hurts, it's painful to me as much as it is for you! and my mother (yes, darling mommy) had to say 'you're also one of a kind, can't we talk about korkor? don't you think of him?' it was equivalent to a knife piercing through me. yes, milton is not my son, i didn't give birth to him, but i spent my whole seventeen years with him, i told him all my secrets, i shared all my thoughts with him, he was the only one in the family i could talk to, and apparently you were not in my shoes! so what if you're the mother? you mean sisters don't feel hurt? it doesn't mean you're grieving gives you the right to pin-point others. to add on to it, false accusations! i'm so fumed. practically flared up at my mum and dad. do i have to show you my tears before you know it's also biting in me?

the girl's all red-eyed and teary. she's biting her lips. her eyes are puffy. her hands trembling. her head throbbing inside. she buries her face in her sweaty palms. what's wrong? i don't know, but one thing's for sure: she's not alone. she still has the reflection in the mirror as her only companion.
my assignments are piled up and untouched. i have absolute no idea where i left them too. i must finish them by christmas. why must there be a darned lit portfolio to do? what is wrong with the teachers? remember, it's the holidays! oh, gosh. i'm going to procrastinate again. first it was the promos, now holiday assignments. blargh!

hol·i·day ( P ) Pronunciation Key (hl-d)
n.
A day free from work that one may spend at leisure, especially a day on which custom or the law dictates a halting of general business activity to commemorate or celebrate a particular event.
i miss you. tell me you miss me too. 'cos i can imagine how sweet and baby-like you look while sleeping. on that queen-sized bed of yours, snugged tightly under your starry covers (yes, you know how much i love your blanket, but give me anytime, i'll exchange it for a hug from you. =), with that ever-so-lovable peaceful expression you have on. it's all set in my mind, i love the way you sleep, you eat, you drink, you work, you frown, you smile, you love me, darl. i wish i was by your side now, so i could reach out and brush my fingers through your hair like i always do, so i could lay a peck on your cheek in your slumber. good night, yangyang. i'm missing you. =)
off to the beach tomorrow! it's been weeks since i last went there. grmph. hope the weather goes well. =) gees, can't wait! yes yes yes, had a wonderful singing session with hwans, angels and senns this afternoon. the joy of having a mike to ourselves each. haha. silly girls. at the end, we were like really mad and went wild trying to imitate f4 during their concert. haha. i sound like a kid now. anyway, i played ken, senns as jerry (who, else?!;), hwan as vanness and angels, of course as my ever-so-beloved zaizai! i haven't had so much fun since we parted our ways, sweethearts. you people made me recall how it feels like having fun all over again. thanks. :) it felt good not having to pretend and play-act in front of them, my tru-blue friends. it felt good not having to think for a while, just be what i wanted to be. it felt good being wild, and crazy and the results turned out to be hilarious. i miss those times in secondary school, when we didn't give a care at all, when friendship was purely friendship, when all we had to do was be ourselves, when we were. nothing is transient. all things change. including you and me.
p.s. love the song perfect.

-what would you do if you could turn back the hands of time? would you return smiling or stay stagnant in the timeline?

Wednesday, November 19, 2003

good luck to all retaking the econs exam tomorrow. =) and yes, econs is a dreadful subject. ew.

whee do we go from here? i'm here, hanging. like a cliff-hanger. i don't know if i should feel contented in love or sorrowful in grief. every time i smile, the bugging feeling of missing my brother just hits me somehow. especially when i'm alone and quiet. it reappears from the back of the mind. and why do i feel guilt when i'm happy? i can't smile real when i feel miserable inside. everyday i wish this is just a dream, an illusion and that i'd wake up and still find my brother busy in his room. everyday i hope all these are just unreal, it hard to accept reality. it's almost a month now, time just flies. even when times are difficult. i hear someone sobbing, i find her in milton's room, i want to comfort her, but i know it won't help ease her pain, or mine, and i can't. i don't want to see her cry, 'cos i'll follow suit. i miss him as much as she does, but she just can't take it like that. every time i hear her sob, my heart breaks, it's so painful it's literal. there's no way in bringing him back, there's no return. nobody knows why. i can't help my mother, i find it hard to remain fine. i've been going out these days, telling my parents i'm attending lessons in school. i used to do this too, but i'd always tell korkor where i'm going. he was the only one in the family i could talk to. staying at home just makes the agony sting even more. the reasons no one could find, all my feelings so deep inside, who'd understand my cuts and wounds, no matter how much i tear within. the smiles can hide, but reality still searches me out no matter what. i'll always remember the fond memories we shared together, for all of my seventeen years with you.

Tuesday, November 18, 2003

happy birthday to kenn's mummy! cheers, aunty lina! =)

psst. i'm bored and i'm hungry. i'm waiting for you. will you hurry home? oh, gosh. thinking of you is what i like to do alone, but missing you can be bad. and lonely. will you hurry home, please? -sigh- miss you. miss you. miss you. and i thought i had marksmanship? when you get bored, you get corny. and lame. -double sigh- still miss you. ooh, yes, goodies. cody's online. that'll mean something, i hope. =) i'm waiting. -yawns-
all about loving you - bon jovi

looking at the pages of my life
faded memories of me and you
mistakes you know i've made a few
i took some shots and fell from time to time
baby, you were there to pull me through
we've been around the block a time or two
i'm gonna lay it on the line
ask me how we've come this far
the answer's written in my eyes
every time i look at you, baby, i see something new
that takes me higher than before and makes me want you more
i don't wanna sleep tonight, dreamin's just a waste of time
when I look at what my life's been comin' to
i'm all about lovin' you
i've lived, i've loved, i've lost, i've paid some dues, baby
we've been to hell and back again
through it all you're always my best friend
for all the words i didn't say and all the things i didn't do
tonight i'm gonna find a way
every time i look at you, baby, i see something new
that takes me higher than before and makes me want you more
i don't wanna sleep tonight, dreamin's just a waste of time
When i look at what my life's been comin' to
i'm all about lovin' you
you can take this world away
you're everything i am
just read the lines upon my face
i'm all about lovin' you

Sunday, November 16, 2003

how's my yangyang? i miss you the whole weekend. well, does absence make the heart grow fonder? certainly did for me. haha. spoke to benji finally. i guess that's how the cliche goes, 'when you close one door, you open another,'? i'm so thankful for you, yangyang, i wouldn't know what to do if you haven't been there all these while. yes, i know i'm long-winded and i'm repeating myself, but i just got to do it! haha. my yangyang. with love. xoxo. =)

Saturday, November 15, 2003

a friend of mine just sprained her ankle. hope she's feeling better. take care, euphe. =)
meanwhile...
1. hate pw
2. hate school (esp. during the holidays. and yes, what are holidays anyway?)
3. hate being alone
4. hate numbers (for example, math. *makes face*)
5. hate onions
6. whatever deserves to be hated

1. love my family (daddy, mummy, korkor)
2. love my friends (and yes, that includes YOU! =)
3. love my yangyang
4. love the beach
5. love words (for example, books, blogs, more books. :)
6. love colors
7. love shopping
8. love dogs
9. anything that is worth the love

yes, i'm glad love surpasses hatred there. i must have a big heart now. must not hate people, must not hate things. after all, what goes round comes round, isn't it?
i'm so bored now. i'm stoned. and stagnant. life's such a drag. somebody bring me to the skies please. i need a ride to fantasy. i've got tons of assignments untouched. my op unfinished, un-rehearsed (i doubt there's such a word). -yawn- -big yawn-
pepper. i want to name my next dog (if i ever get one) that. pepper. for now, pepper refers to you (like you don't know, haha. ;). i miss you. blargh. you have no idea how -rolls eyes- i'm feeling now.

this entry is stupid. i don't even know what i'm writing about. childish rants. infantile behaviour. lynnette.

-my blog, my confidante. what about you? what am i to you? surely not just another passer-by? i can't take another wound.
brudder! my fourth dream the night before. yes, fourth. it was nice. i hugged you, that's about the summarised summary. hehe. i miss you. emphasis is important. and long-winded. haha. always in fond memory.
anyone for wishing stairs? if you're a horror flick fan, give this a miss. it's not really scary, i say. quite draggy in the beginning, slow and no scare scenes at first. to make things worse the p.s. movie-goers were a bunch of i-don't-know-what-to-call them. they laughed at every shock scene, whether it was scary or not. i guess its the laughter that masks their fears eh? a few gross scenes and thrills (just a few) i must admit i was scared (given my present situation, i had an excuse to be afraid okay. =). had to cover my eyes like half the time. heh. i was like asking, 'okay, now what? what's happening? is it over yet?' if you have spare time and cash, watch it. i'd rather give it a miss. next: identity (i think it's ending soon, blargh.) and cold, creep manor. hehe. -cheers-

-when do we welcome the apocalypse? we have to get the party things going, the banners, balloons and champagne. we can't wait, can we?