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♥11:20 AM

Monday, May 28, 2007

Its like a dream, the past few days. I just love lazy days. Haha.

So Saturday was Wei's birthday, and we attempted to make chocolate mousse.

Yeah the mousse didn't really end up like mousse. Haha! Ah wells.(:

Oh yes and he left the cake at my house and we actually forgot to celebrate,

until today. Happy Belated Birthday, Wei!(:

-

I do know that people have their faults and all, but methinks that if they do nothing to better the mess they are in, then maybe they do deserve to be in that mess after all.

Argh, but you don't know how tough it is to keep my mouth shut.

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Strength. It appears that I need it too.

Okay. My words aren't holding together. My head is throbbing. There's still driving early tomorrow morning.

Good night.

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♥11:03 PM

Sunday, May 27, 2007

Three things.

#1) 'tis not a free world. Keep has got to be earned.

#2) Love doesn't necessarily mean wholly giving trust, respect, support, and everything else, in spite of everything.

#3) People who allow themselves to f-up their own lives and expose the people around them to similar hurt and misery never did understand/take into consideration the above two points.

oh yes. and here's another one.

#4) Point two is exactly why unconditional love (read: love which you have no choice but to give a person just because he exists - in other words, you're obliged to love, no matter what) is a bitch.

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♥12:59 PM

Friday, May 25, 2007

All our dreams are molded by the society and the people around us. We personalize them, but does that really make them our own, even if they weren't really ours to start off with? One might equate the society and the people around us to the skeleton of our dreams. But this cannot be true, because normal skeletons (be it human, mammal or reptile) do not have much to achieve. They exist, helps us to stay alive and on the whole, do not have much of a higher purpose to start off with. But the society dream, the Big Dream, has, and unfortunately/fortunately, starts off so big and so ludicrous that when you first think about it, your stomach hurts and it's so unreal, you can't even see your feet.

The implications of it only fully hit you when you realise that you've got to actually make it happen.

Imagine my surprise when it hit me that I'm a dreamer. Unfortunately, I'm also an escapist.

I was never supposed to come to this conclusion.

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♥7:24 PM

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

'tis a month for flowers.(:

Have you any point of time in your life had someone ask you out for lunch and then wait for you at Subway? Do you know how it feels like to come rushing down, anxious because you're late, and then seeing the person sitting at a table for two in a little corner, looking good in a black long sleeved shirt, holding a book, absorbed, in one hand and absent-mindedly troubling the cuffs of the sleeves with the other, while a paper bag holding three other books rests against the wall next to the elbow and a small and sweet bouquet of flowers containing the most lovely, fresh rose you've ever seen perched next to it?

I do. Its like falling in love (with you) all over again.

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♥12:26 AM

Sunday, May 20, 2007

Hello, world. My post just got deleted because I accidentally pressed a combination of keys. When I was trying to recover my draft from the new autosave system, the system saved my blank post. So Poof! went the old one. Grr. *slaps*

Alrights. First things first. I now remember that I was going to bitch about my short and know-it-all supervisor in the previous post cos she made me half and hour late for my driving lesson (ah fly money fly) and therefore, caused me to stall the engine three times and nearly crashed twice because I trying to make up for lost time (I was doing test routes), but I shall not bitch about her now, since there's always another chance to do so. hehheh.

I remembered on Saturday too the reason why I quit working and gave myself a one month break. A 9 to 6 job means no time for myself, my beloved books, the net, crunchyroll, friends, and the little random things that i so love doing.

I have a bad memory and a unappreciative mind. Ah, woe.

I'm craving for the grilled fish with apple sauce that the little shop nestled amongst many others in China Square sells, meatloaf, rosti with sour cream and oyster mee sua. I have this urge to bake too. Oh, someone please bake with me on a weekend? (yes my love. you. haha! =)

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There are some things people always talk about. But the truth of it has never really registered in my brain, until Saturday, when it sank in.

Amazing.

Its you.

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♥5:54 PM

Friday, May 18, 2007

Of dasies, chips, and Cartel.(:

So today's my first day back at work, after my month long hiatus. I have so many things to say, I shall start off with this first.

Literature essentially is the celebration of life. You see, I remember Beloved. I remember Sethe and her need to tell, to articulate, to remember. I thought I understood what that was all about last year, but perhaps it is now that I truly understand the impact it has on all of us.
I don't usually go around relating my lit texts to my life, but it is just that so much things have happened, and everything seemed to magnify this need we express in subtle ways. Or perhaps, like most things in life, it has been around for so long that I simply never noticed.
Alright. I confess. Those past few days without my blog had me feeling totally at a loss. Yeah you say that its just a result of me having too much time on my hands, but it made me think all the same.
So. The Conclusion. Well part of it was due to one of the many faults that I have (which I most definitely am not proud of) and the other part of it, I chalk up to (yes you guessed it right) the need to tell.
Haha I'm suddenly reminded of the dreaded Show-and-Tell sessions in primary school. Coming to think of it, this isn't much different, except that now the world is my audience. ( You, my perceptive reader, most probably don't know this, but I'm trying my hardest to keep the stupid how big is your classroom? commercial from entering my mind right now haha.)


Okay apparently sleep have befuddled my brain and I have forgotten what is it that I wanted to say, so to the hell with it.

Hello Louisa. She's online and she's bored. Haha.

Right. I shall end off by saying that yes, it has never fail to amaze me too. I marvel at how intertwined our lives are, how, despite differences, we managed to keep things simple. And how, with you, time speeds up and slows down at the same time. The world operates on relativity, and this whole turn of events made everything we have seem so much more precious. So here's to a wonderful, wonderful six months, my love! (and to many more.) (:

And through it all, I would have you know, I have you in my heart.

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♥12:01 AM

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

In my heart, I can no longer hold inside

All of the love i used to hide.

I'd always be with you until the very end.

In this world,

There is no place I'd rather be

You are my life my soul, my world.

And through it all, i know you'll come to see

We'll always be,

Till the end

-

The old blog had problems and couldn't work, so I moved to this one. Thankfully I managed to keep my archives.(:

So. More than a week's come and gone, and in that time i finally (YES!) got my latop, got a job (its back at the same bank again can you believe it!), got the same driving instructor six times in a row (read: got my driving lessons ending 15 minutes early six times in a row argh stupidstupid instructor), met joan and mona at the driving centre, met up with the lit ppl for lunch and Hughes haha and managed to rot to within half an inch of my life at home.

oh and did i mention i got flowers? haha.(: and no i'm not anywhere near to being a mom and i'm not planning to be one in about say, the next 10 years. but that's beside the point! oooh flowers!

(:

-ah, my dear, exhibitionist self.

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♥7:01 PM

Cyn Ong.
Me, I'm 20.
I love rainy, cloudy weather.
The kind with lots & lots of
wind.(:

nbs mkting.

All that I hold dear.
Books, music, shopping.
Prettycolours, prettythings.

The same few people,
the same few constants.


Chelle. Lijuaan. Meow.
Nancy.

Janice. Yong qi. Amelia.
Xinyu. Fujing.

Junrong. Jiening. Wenting.

Vincent. Shirley. Allena.
Allena's Blogshop.
Kim.

Charissa. Tracy. Xinyi

VJC 05S43.
Atiqah. Camillus. Darren.
Chiew shan. Chin chong.
Francis. Janice. Louisa.


♥ Wei. Rae. Qixin.


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