"trust is like a mirror, you can fix it if it's broken, but you can still see the crack in that mother-fucker's reflection."
you can let the sun in
Six billion smaller worlds on the bigger one.
Shoe salesmen and short-order cooks who look boring from the outside
- some have weirder lives than you.
Six billion stories, every one an epic,
full of tragedy and triumph,
good and evil,
despair and hope.
You and me - we aren’t so special, bro.
you can say something
you can enrich your mind
Adeline
Alvin
Angeline
Cashew
Dogget
Dionnie
Faith
Ian
Janice
Jas Cheng
Jing
Kitty
Marcus A.C
Natasha
Skye
Spanky
Suzy
Yubo
ZhiQuan
Alvin
Angeline
Cashew
Dogget
Dionnie
Faith
Ian
Janice
Jas Cheng
Jing
Kitty
Marcus A.C
Natasha
Skye
Spanky
Suzy
Yubo
ZhiQuan
you can read me again and again
you can thank them
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Friday, September 23, 2005, 9/23/2005 12:36:00 AM
sometimes i wish i can embrace flaws better.Tuesday, September 20, 2005, 9/20/2005 10:33:00 PM
it's the perfect weather to open all windows, find a couch and plop yourself right in front of the wind. damn, it's just perfect. however, i am not doing just that, not yet, because i am here, writing this while my fans await. chey, like real. kiddin can.
i tell u, i am in love with BOOK OF JOE, a book by Jonathan Tropper. This book perfectly describes each emotion so precise that you can't stop feeling it yourself. This book is witty and sarcastic, just what every woman.not a girl needs. Precisely what i needed. wits and sarcasm. i am goin to read all his books and move on to other kinds of witty and sarcastic books out there. There are loads, i went to check out. Do you sense a pattern?
As i already told you, one of my sec friends got engaged and that huge pic was one to prove it. I am currently the age where i get to attend birthday parties and don party hats, so imagine my HUGE surprise when I got the call from her. "Wad?! Ur engaged?!" -i can swear there was a slight pause- And then, the congradulatory greetings came out. It's always amazing to find your love of your life(forever), at 21. It's like you already belong to someone, at 21. well wishes and may the love be with you, babe.
faz!! see, u and me. sidenote: a fan was a treasure to behold that day(u guys know what i am saying) but somehow that fan was just in my face, literally.
i have decided to stick to joints that are more my age or somewhat older. no yuppies joint, no "too many ang mohs" joints. Just the right mixture, i like. and yeap, i realized i am a social drinker and i get a mild rash whenever i drink wine or beer. i've always wanted to visit a gay bar, to check out guys when i know they won't be checkin me out. Or a lesbian bar, where I want to know whether i'll be picked up. It's morbid fun but you're that young once. Ok, anyone up for it? 100% heterosexual, i wouldn't want anybody swaying then i'll see u out the door with someone, leaving me alone. :B
someone's looking extremely spiffy in photos. crap. -tries to suppress urge-. men. in. uniforms. -whistles- btw, ard 7-7.15am, i'll get to see air force people at eunos interchange, so that should sum up the status quo of my eye candy in the morning. i am so easily satisfied. each morning, there will be this lady who likes to wear skirts/dresses and she has this massssive assssss i tell u. i cannot stop staring at it!! sheeeeet. it's like then she wear heels, like her butt jiggles. fark, then when i saw IT (i think it has a life), i would overtake and save my eyes. damn i tell u.
to a friend : please. take care.
she is sinking fast
in the sand of the eye where no one will reside
she tries to grab
but her own desperation will cause her to slide
everyone knows
and decides what is best for her
but she will not accept
her would-be saviour has an ugly rear
she calls and pines
for the one that she knows
she cries and whines
but yet it will still be unknown
the passer-by who throws a life saver
is hoping that she will hold on
to see the crisis that she is facing at the moment
the passer-by could stand by with prayers and look on
the passer-by murmurs "be strong"
hope can do no wrong
the only help that she can recieve
is herself to stay positive.
bless her be.
Sunday, September 11, 2005, 9/11/2005 11:46:00 PM
i like this pic.
blog soon. :B
Saturday, September 10, 2005, 9/10/2005 11:26:00 PM
there's a price to pay when you just keep downing drinks non stop. the drinks were free and i am thirsty. u think that's an excuse for people to drink? hmm. anyway the company bash was all right la, we didnt bond with the "new" people and still stick to the good ol' trusty dept of ours. -advertiser voice- baise/china one lounge is just right besides Hooters, peeps. Hoot hoot.(pardon the pun), the dj plays crap music but the bartender is cute. hoot hoot. downed too many, couldnt walk straight and the ultimate downer was sharing a cab with emily. -_-". i tell u, she was working PR skills man. float like a butterfly but sting like a bee, correct, she floats with everyone but stings with us. fine, just me. and she went on and on in the cab bout how this guy told her she danced well blah blah. i could have answer back but my throat went hoarsed on me. damn. and in the first place, she kept asking whether is this company function compulsory. dammit.betrayal was this play i watched since 1999. wah, been that long. it's bout 1 woman and 2 men and their torrid illicit affair. sounds drama wama mama BUT. it isn't. class 95 was praising to the max and syl wanted to check it out. i personally thought that we were some of the youngest audience there. i felt a little disappointed with it,(expecations, expectations, expectations), maybe we haven't reach the stage where we see marriage in this light where only married people can understand their feelings. or maybe we don't understand what is marriage all bout. and what's like to cheat and be cheated out in their old so adult ways. one thing though, we sat FRONT SEATS when i meant FRONT it meant seeing their expressions and actions magnified 200%. ah. good. did i tell u i was 2 seats away from Cassandra See? :B
no syl, i'll pay for my own play still the next time. HOOT HOOT.
i sound like an owl saying HOOT HOOT.
anyway, i suffered flak. i should have known better to rant to people who think little of immature stuff. i'll train myself to have higher level of tolerance, u piece of annoying thorn that always sits just 100m away from me and peeps at my computer screen. you suck.
and the "body parts found in orchard" case. wad is up!!!!!!! and i was just walking at the main road outside macritchie reservoir. to think i was THAT close to the bag. it's damn freakyyyyy. very easy to cut people up meh. crazzzzee wackos out there.
man, it felt good to tan and swim.
Tuesday, September 06, 2005, 9/06/2005 10:31:00 PM
watching a mandopop event live has never been my thing. i know this is pretty outdated but there's a moral lurking. yes la, i went to the project superstar event can. i watched as they performed live, as the crowd periodically cheered whenever a popular face popped out. sure, i cheered and woohooed but i dont mean a thing. i just want to join in the fun, at least i dont want to become a zombie who refused to clap, refused to sway and refused to do anything except to sit there and hopefully let their innards rot. i just can't stand such morons.i was seated at the "red" side where people naturally cheered for the girl. aye i sat on the fence, cheering for both. and wad rubbish i heard when u have to either wear red or blue to get in. I was wearing black that day, so i sit in the toliet issit. Silly. The performances went ok, maybe it could be better, if i can recognize their songs and maybe sing along. oh well. I tell u, JJ was good, hurray for local talent. but nono, a chinese convert, not yet. I probably get his cd across the causeway :B But then hor, i was disappointed that kelly didnt win. Good for Kelvin, his rendition of the acapella song live was gooddddddd.
my life doesn't breathe, eat and live projek supastar anyway. special shout-outs to joyce and natasha. nice to meet you.
walking through geylang is not and will not be a good idea if ur female and alone. of course unless ur a hooker. anyway we decided to walk from indoor stadium to the stupid kallang station which is so far away and the stupid gov has to block a faster n shorter way to it because of stupid construction and it better be good not stupid. so it was dark and still 7th month. then a group of teenage girls befriended us and decided to walk with us to the stupid station. being the brave one, i asked the girls to walk in groups. HELLO GEYLANG?!! The mrt track was in our sight, somehow my friend wanted to take a cab home quickly as it was late. so i asked her to take, leaving me in the area where hookers roamed and sex craved men preyed.
Wanted to walk then suddenly, this huge African came up to me :
African : "where is kallang old airport road?"
me: i don't know. not sure.
african : where is it? u dont know?
me: -looks bit shaken- don't know. not sure. i dont live here. (sidetrack : it's all becuz of this stupid sentence)
african : are u a singaporean?
me: ya
african : where do u stay?
me : (wtf?!!!!!) in the east. (see what i meant about me being naive and of course dumb)
african : which part in the east?
me: bugis.
me: ok i really dont know. rushing for time.
and i ran like i never ran before. i was waitin for the damn traffic light to turn but i think at that time, red light or not, i'll still run. he had this piercing eyes and he kept his steps forward. please, i was scared shitless. fine, i am not brave, i am a chicken. it's damn scary and it's like 11 plus. i know its at the main road but still, wad if people won't help? At that point of time. if i were to face supernatural stuff and him, i was more afraid of him. man... i couldnt stop shaking.
besides i told my dad. nope, no comfort. just a lecture on why do i answer him and my kindness. yeap,sadly, he's right this time. i shouldn't have answer him in such brutal honesty in the first place. damn damn damn. and my face turned blacker than midnight.
damn u black n******. pardon my racism for a while.
u can always tell me what moral is there to be learnt.
9/06/2005 08:26:00 AM
to the people that are goin through a hard make/break up of life,i personally dedicate this song to you:
At first I was afraid.
I was petrified.
I kept thinking I could never live
Without you by my side.
But then I spent so many nights
Just thinking how you'd done me wrong.
I grew strong.
I learned how to get along.
And so you're back from outer space.
I just walked in to find you here
Without that look upon your face.
I should have changed my fucking lock.
I would have made you leave your key
If I'd have known for just one second
You'd be back to bother me.
Oh now go.
Walk out the door.
Just turn around now.
You're not welcome anymore.
Weren't you the one
Who tried to break me with desire?
Did you think I'd crumble?
Did you think I'd lay down and die?
Oh not I.
I will survive.
As long as I know how to love
I know I'll be alive.
I've got all my life to live.
I've got all my love to give.
I will survive.
I will survive.
It took all the strength I had
Just not to fall apart.
I'm trying hard to mend
The pieces of my broken heart.
And I spent oh so many nights
Just feeling sorry for myself.
I used to cry.
But now I hold my head up high.
And you'll see me with somebody new.
I'm not that stupid little person
Still in love with you.
And so you thought you'd just drop by,
And you expect me to be free.
But now I'm saving all my lovin'
For someone who's lovin' me.
Oh now go.
Walk out the door.
Just turn around now.
You're not welcome anymore.
Weren't you the one
Who tried to break me with desire?
Did you think I'd crumble?
Did you think I'd lay down and die?
Oh not I.
I will survive.
As long as I know how to love
I know I'll be alive.
I've got all my life to live.
I've got all my love to give.
I will survive.
I will survive.
be strong.