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Hypersonic

Thursday, March 27, 2008 | 9:13 am

I used to be a hopeless romantic. I am still a hopeless romantic. I used to believe that love was the highest value. I still believe that love is the highest value. I don't expect to be happy. I don't imagine that I will find love, whatever that means, or that if I do find it, it will make me happy. I don't think of love as the answer or the solution.

I think of love as a force of nature - as strong as the sun, as necessary, as impersonal, as gigantic, as impossible, as scorching as it is warming, as drought-making as it is life-giving. And when it burns out, the planet dies.

He doubted her. You must never doubt the one you love.
But they might not be telling you the truth.
Never mind that. You tell them the truth.
What do you mean?
You can't be another person's honesty, child, but you can be your own.
So what should I say?
When?
When I love someone?
You should say it.

- Lighthousekeeping by Jeanette Winterson




Stunning.

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Let go and rebuild.
Start from scratch, treat him no better than the next girl you see.
He's a pig, a boar, a swine.

The Boy calls, and the greeting is kookysweet (because, well you know, he is That Kind of Boy) which in turn switches on a grin (because he is The Grin Inducer).

Traitor.

Supercookie

Wednesday, March 26, 2008 | 12:08 pm

Alright, so apparently eating a certain cookie increases one's boob size.

That's a whole load of hogwash like I've never heard.

So I was surfing the shopping sites on livejournal just today in the office (yeah, I skipped lunch to do this, how pathétique) only to stumble upon this veryveryvery intriguing spree for...

F CUP COOKIES!

See Boobkies.

F Cup!
F CUP??/?//
Now why would any girl want an F cup for? Clothes don't look very good on women who are too busty.

It's an insane proposition (speaking of which, I just realised proposition has another meaning I wasn't aware of - check out numbah 3) but still, I'm gonna bookmark that page. I simply need to know how many girls (or boys buying for their partners) will sign up for that spree.

I wonder if the spree organiser will require the customers to give testimonials for 'em cookies.
I can just see it now...

"I was a measly 32AA but now I'm a 34F! F for Fantastic and F for F*ing!"
(insert Before / After pictures)
Roaring hit, fo' sho.

So yeah, my point is - Are those cookies halal?

Kidding!
Hahahahahahahahahaa... Okay, omg lame laaaaaame LAME.
Ugh, work has made my already very juvenile brand of humour worse.

On a sidenote, university applications are so troublesomeeeee plz.
I'm gonna bug my boss to fill out the appraisal form for me too, WOOTS.

Isle Of Her

Wednesday, March 19, 2008 | 4:28 am
This video is supe dupe radddddd.
Klaxons are rave.
James Righton is defkyoot.




Klaxons : Magick




On a sidenote, no more ______ till I finish my essay.
No more, no more!
And I must only outline Saturday's night out after the essay's done.
This way, I can go flea marketing in peace.
Hope there's those Johnny glasses and more way cool fredflare stuff.

Answer My Questions Three

Sunday, March 16, 2008 | 1:49 am
Good God.

This man's as perfect as it gets!

He's so hot, I could cry.
Hell, I'm tearing as I type.



DAMN, I'm still wondering why I was too lazy to go research on him when I first saw him in Hannibal Rising ads.

Okay, photos and essay on Whose? Day laterrrr, lol.

p/s. Guy Ripley is fabtastic! "Delicious!"

Atlantis! To Interzone!

Sunday, March 09, 2008 | 3:28 pm
Alrighty, first things first - Results and Incubus Gig on Friday = MAYJUH F- UP

Results were abysmal but yeah, I'll apply for anything and everything I can lay my hands on.

On a brighter note, at least I got to see cute guys (albeit very very very very VERY few and some younger 'uns who can't really count) in school and some uniforms (read: 1) and a hawt guy in uniform (that 1) so I'm happy enough. Add Incubus concert to the equation and you get a triggerhappy to the point of being insane girl.

Moving on now,

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In the Q: 30 Seconds To Insanity

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That photo of me looking like a ridiculous ah soh there is to make up for any unglam pics of you and you (you know who you are!) in the following lines to come. Special mention to Aunty Shar for her knack to take candid and just so bloody silly looking pics of anyone, anytime.
Godblessher :D

Also, I think Eunice looks so keeyoot-i-want-to-pinch-her-cheeks-and-say-googoogaga in there. If you think so too, leave a tag so that camera-shy Eunice will be flattered and welcome roving wannabe photogs like me and Shar!

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Again, Shar's photog skills take credit. I thought the first pics's kinda cool cause Eunice looks as if she's otherworldly (read: she resembles a ghost) but my hair looks crappy in there, yuckers. OH OH OH, I especially like Eunice's pose in the second one, I wonder what she was thinking then. Eh n00b, what were you thinking of ah?
Was it - "Why does he talk so loud, he's giving me a freaking headache!" or
"I could marry that Indian boy and produce nice beautiful Chindian offsprings with a fondness for rock/metal music and men with ponytails!" or
"HUH?!"
Discuss.

Getting In: A Smoker/s Inside

Around 6.30 pm, we were finally let in and feeling the first proper twinge of excitement (hearing Saosin practise prior to the gig didn't count). We managed to score a spot which wasn't too far back though we definitely wished we could have been at the even futher in front but still, a pretty good place nonetheless.
Timecheck: 1850h, and the concert was tentatively scheduled to start at 8pm so itchy fingers took to cameraphones.

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TEEHEE. Chindian gay couple, lovesit!

On a grumpy note, I hate morons who insist on puffing away on their fags in spaces which are already so enclosed. Hello, I know it's open air but you do realise we have to share the air around us and that you have barely enough space to stand, much less squat? That should be an indication to you how close you are to other people who include non-smokers, particularly those who get easily peeved by the smell of smoke and generally smoke in their faces?
Mindless and inconsiderate jackasses, I hope you choke on your next ciggy and die of asphyxiation. Either that or you get cancer that makes you grow sores / warts / really ugly and disgusting stuff on your lips so the whole world can see, HAH.

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Hehe, I love the last pic. Eunice looks like she's doing her best gangsta impression.

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Those are some really whackjob pics but good memories, good times (:

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That girl as pointed by the red arrow was absolutely nuts and probably got drunk on Absolut also. She reeked.
CRAZY TWIRLING, SPINNING UNSTABLE ADOLESCENT! Her friends were no better, one of her male friends actually kept pushing her back and forth in spins to perhaps ensure that she doesn't lose momentum. Mad.
Her moshing friends were the sole reason we got superdupe scared we were gonna die young at the concert and worse still, before Incubus' performance. They jumped and screamed to Saosin's numbers but I bet they had no clue as to what they were singing save for "BURY ME BURY ME" (I think that's how a chorus went) More on that later.

Oh yeah, have I told you?

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The reasons are evident:

The Real Deal: Panic! At The Park

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BRANDON BOYD TOOK OFF HIS SHIRT CAUSE THE SINGAPORE HEAT GOT TO HIM, AAAAHHHHHH!
^$(@$)%@*$HJSKJQ134i3RU@*@$*)*@#&$@)%#!!!!!
Fangirl

Okay, I'm close to sane already. :D
Rewinding back a bit, the Saosin opening act was ohkaayyyy lah.
I knew almost nothing of their songs even though I've heard some in the past months. They're just not my cup of Coke I suppose.
The frontman did engage the audience better than Brandon but yeah whatevv, I paid to see Incubus live (and for Brandon to strip).

Some people put us quite in a funk during the concert.
1. Smokers
2. Moshers

Some people seemed like they were godsent during the concert.
1. Eunice
2. Dansya (an Indian girl we befriended who came all the way from M'sia)

1. Seriously, Eunice was like Sharlene's and my anchor. When Sharlene was about to get drifted away by the crowd which suddenly moved and shook and gawdknowswhatelse, Eunice stuck her hand out and pulled her back. When my life was threatened (okay, a bit of exaggeration there but it didn't feel like it at that time) by headbanging drunks who were bent on making me join them, Eunice also came to the rescue!
She's our hero (:

2. When the group of drunk adolescents on a music and alcohol high moshed like there'll be no more concerts after that, they pushed the people around them left right back front and centre. I was just beside them and that mad spinning girl of a human top kept knocking against me and looked at me as if it was my fault and was perhaps ready to start a brawl but fortunately Dansya pulled me away and shouted in my ear "CAREFUL! ANYWAY, THEY'RE LIKE THAT, DON'T BE TOO SCARED. YOU OKAY?". I think I was too stunned to move. There were 2 more incidents like that but she deftly steered me clear of real danger so thank you Dansya, wherever you are (:

At the end of the concert, we compared stats and we found that
3 girls fainted and
2 fights broke out.

Exhilirating or what.

Oh yeah and a bottle of Coke costs 4 bloody bucks. I treated Eunice cause she forked out cab fare (a bit of digression here: the cabby actually forgot to turn on his meter from PS to Fort Canning Park! but we paid $5 anyway)
Oh well, when you gotta drink, you gotta drink. It was the best Coke I've ever tasted.

Post-Concert: Yeahwestank

What do you expect after 2 hours or so being squeezed in a crowd with very little breathing space right. Anyway, after Incubus played for 1.5h (which wasn't enough for me and I'm sure the other fans share my sentiments. Heck, they didn't play songs I was looking forward to like I Miss You, Agoraphobia and Love Hurts!!!) we tried to linger around, hoping to catch a glimpse of the band Brandon and get some autographs / peeksies. We didn't manage to do that, but we did see a crazy rabid fangirl and believe me when I say crazy rabid fangirl.
She tried to jump the fence and shrieked "I LOVE YOUUU BRANDON!" to which Sharlene indignantly declared "That's MY line!", lol. That attempt obviously failed as there was security at hand to stop any fanatics who wanted to meet the band backstage. Nevertheless, the girl tried again and the second time around, we saw her male friend just smiling sheepishly carrying his friend off. Cute boy.

Pictures!

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Eh Eunice, that blank spot is reserved for your photo okay? Lol.

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Tired but happy (:

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I think that's all there is to it, peaceeee outttttt.

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No wait, to ECP and he'll be coming along toooooo?
ZOMG LIKE ARE YOU SERIOUS?
Indicate Yes / No and put a smiley face next to it if Yes and sad face if No.

Navigate

Wednesday, March 05, 2008 | 7:27 pm

Ai yi yi.

The dad just entered the room and said he will be proud of my results whatever the outcome may be. I hope to give him and everyone else a solid reason to be proud. (To be proud of failure is simply too abstract / philosophicky / BS! to me, I'm not buying it)

If I were a parent, I might just laugh and faint if my kid gets straight Trolls / F's.
Provided I get married and am courageous / sloshed / fertile enough to produce a child or stay singlemingle and willing to adopt instant babies.

My tendency to laugh during situations where it is absolutely uncalled for is going to get me fired, perhaps - Just the other day, I giggled when I saw my colleague's car crash into a white van and in front of the engineering director, no less.

Director: You laugh when you see an accident take place?
Me: (Giggles) I'm... (muffled giggling) stressed!... (Expression turns serious) Sorry, excuse me, I need to be alone.

(2 mins later, outside the office)
Me: (on the phone with Shimah) Omg you won't believe what just happened! I saw my colleague in an accident, HAHA!

My point is, is there a term for this psychological problem here?

<3sthefirstone

Tuesday, March 04, 2008 | 12:21 am
Omgomgomgomg Jab We Met made me totally head over heels in like with Shahid!

Like how cute is he in glasses!

How adorable!
How endearing!

:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

But omg why did he and her break up? Poor poor guy!

:((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((

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Good time = KFC with the BF and Kika (:

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Yucks, work in 9 hours' time.
Yuckerspuckers.