Thisisme.

2008-07-08T22:26:00.002+08:00

"The magic will never run out,

cause when there's love, there's magic."

XXOO.

2008-05-24T00:44:00.002+08:00

OMG. We're in the TOP 10 for dance Xplosion 2008.

START VOTING PEOPLE.

Top 5 voted will be in the Finals on 7th June I think.

www.neartsfest.com.sg/heartlandmusical_voting5.htm

It's quite a pain to vote. But PLEASE vote!

XXOO.

2008-05-02T13:26:00.003+08:00

You know, I was just thinking
cause I was watching discovery channel, see,
the one about the human body
and how smart it is
it's awesome!

So I was just thinking, see
what if I were to stick ear plugs into my ears right
for like an entire year right
so my brain's really smart right
and it'll adapt and supposedly
my ears will get more sensitive right
so like I'll preserve my hearing right
like let any prior damage heal right

and so when I remove them after a year
my ears will be like super sensitive no?

no?
yes?

now THAT'S something to think about.
XXOO.

2008-04-10T21:05:00.000+08:00

I was just browsing my old posts and thought i'd repost this since i loved the response it gave. haha

How do i write these things?? gosh.

26/11/07

The most upseting thing hapened two nights ago.

I'll tell you the story and you, as a third party, can and shall ampatise with me.

Frends are supposed to care for one another. To be truthful but tacful at the same time. To stand up for you in times of trouble and so on and so fourth.

To think after one has put in years of time and effort to do his/her part as a frend and to get blown of after so many years is like a butifuly painted egg being craked and made into scrambled eggs.

We've been frends since like forever and to hear this comming from her just breks my heart into a thouzand peices. Makeing a claim like that is bound to distroy a frendship.

Like when your besttest frend tells someone else like, ' oh yeah, she's so ugly and stupid. '

Or when your besttest frend tells someone else like, 'oh yeah, I don't like her but I hang out with her becuse she's rich. '

I mean, wouldn't that make a frendship very superfecial?

And yes, what she said about me hurts me allot.

Peple tell me to not think about it so much if it's not true. But what upsets me is that I feel used and cheeted at the same time.

To think I've told her evrything and trusted her that much relly tears me apart.

Why did she have to say sumthing like that about me to sumone one else.

I ditest that.

She said I canot spell. Rubish.

XXOO.

Coal drawing © Zindy S. D. Nielsen

2008-04-10T20:44:00.002+08:00

101 posts. 101 posts!

ridiculous.

Anyway, this blog is on the verge of being closed down.

You know why?

Cause it's awfully boring here! gosh.

WHERE IS THE EXCITEMENT PEOPLE?

not here i tell you, not here.

However, I do have a joke

Why did the baby cross the road?

just to make it clear, i didn't make the joke. i'm not capable of such morbidity.

ready for the answer?

wait for it... wait for it..

Cause it was stapled to the chicken.

[cue boxed laughter]

XXOO.

2008-03-17T21:46:00.004+08:00

Okay so I haven't blogged in like forever.

What is up with the random tags. seriously.

I get maybe you people are, for some very odd reason, getting sudden inspiration everytime you visit my blog.

But is it really necessary to tag it all?

Like seriously, like collaborate all of it, and TAH DAH, your short story.

What it's about, i am clueless.

But see, your very own senseless short story!

Everybody HAS to write one of these before you move on to the netherworld.

And golly! You've already a head start.

But truth be told, i've already a collection of my own.

So i guess i beat you at your head start. HAH. IN YOUR FACE.

HAHAHAHA.

oh gosh, i crack myself up all the time. *sigh of relief*

but i must admit it is rather amusing.

so you may proceed as you wish.

not.

as I wish perhaps.

bananas and peanut butter make a pretty good sandwich.

XXOO.

2008-02-11T16:48:00.001+08:00

Crystal's other bestfriend.

2008-01-15T18:02:00.000+08:00

It's actually really easy.
tastes like crap though.
XXOO.

2008-01-08T14:06:00.000+08:00

We're so close to reaching

That famous happy end

Almost believing

This one's not pretend

Let's go on dreaming

Though we know we are

So close

So close, and still

So far...

XXOO.

2008-01-03T21:16:00.001+08:00

Xoxo.

2008-01-01T20:19:00.001+08:00

2008-01-01T20:00:00.001+08:00

Happy new year people!
Xoxo.

2007-12-31T12:11:00.000+08:00

3012

Happy birthday bengbeng!

the christmas band 07.

XXOO.

2007-12-27T18:18:00.001+08:00

Bohemia.

2007-12-27T18:15:00.001+08:00

Colour me awesome.

2007-12-25T14:34:00.000+08:00

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

It's christmas today. TODAY! Isn't it just AWESOME.
It's just been so brilliant.
Musical day was just awesome.
And last night/this morning was just AWESOME.
My phone doesn't switch off on it's own/have eeky keys/take terrible pictures/isn't retarded anymore! hallelujah!

THE AWESOMENESS.

this is the brilliantest christmas EVER.

XXOO.

2007-12-25T14:02:00.001+08:00

Goodbye my messed up phone which i love so very much.

2007-12-20T21:02:00.000+08:00

19.12.07.02.20

If you weren't real, I'd totally make you up.

XXOO.

2007-12-17T19:25:00.000+08:00

I think when you know you've been given something or already have something, you should use it. And if you don't, it should be taken away.

In life, we must always live for something, for a purpose. But that doesn't mean there isn't time for fun!

But all in all, whatever He's given me, I'm going to use it for His glory. There's not point in me keeping it to myself or not using it at all. But whatever I do, it's to let people know that it's not me, it's Him. And if I'm always in hiding, no one will ever know what He's given and the awesomeness He is.

I'm ever so thankful that God has blessed me with a family (spiritual too) that supports His work in and through me. That guides me and allows me space to grow and learn yet correcting me when there's a need.

There's SO much to be thankful for this year. Even though there were plenty of setbacks. But I'm just really glad everything is in His hands. Actually pinky. But who's complaining right.

CHRISTMAS is the greatest time of the year. Brings such joy to people who know Him and even to those who don't. Though we get the more glorious end of the candycane.

Pretty lights and giant trees. Mountains of candy and presents, OH presents! Festive music, choral singing, dancing children. It's the loveliest time of the year. It's so unexplainable, it's just AWESOME.

Unexplainable like how God sent us Jesus. The greatest gift of all. To be nailed to a tree to save us from eternal damnation.

Like how God gave, there's no greater Christmas/birthday present than to give. The joy of giving. To give to others what God has given to me.

Christmas isn't a time for self-admiration. There's no time for that! If you make the greatest muffins, draw the prettiest christmas tree, plan the awesomest outing, can play 'silent night' on water-filled wineglasses, it's a talent God has given you. SHARE IT. Because with what you can do, it brings joy to others. And that's what we should be doing. Sharing the love!

It's the perfect time to go out there and share the love of Jesus Christ. Everytime a Christmas carol is sung, I feel terribly fuzzy inside. What a wonderful feeling!

It's just such an awesome time of the year. Sacrifices have been made. But I always tell myself to re-focus and to know that it's about Him, not puny old me.

And like God gave, I'mma give too.
So join me,

XXOO.

2007-12-07T13:32:00.000+08:00

Roses are red
Violets are blue
CHRISTMAS is coming-

omt. I think i'm going to explode from all this anticipating lah.

XXOO.

2007-11-29T12:39:00.000+08:00

Scar. noun, verb, scarred, scar·ring.
–noun
1.
a mark left by a healed wound, sore, or burn.
2.
a lasting aftereffect of trouble, esp. a lasting psychological injury resulting from suffering or trauma.
3.
any blemish remaining as a trace of or resulting from injury or use.
4.
Botany. a mark indicating a former point of attachment, as where a leaf has fallen from a stem. –verb (used with object)
5.
to mark with a scar. –verb (used without object)
6.
to form a scar in healing.
[Origin: 1350–1400; ME; aph. var. of eschar]

The picture top left would be def no.4 . I would have gotten a human one except everything just seemed so graphic. *pukes*

Scars-
(I intended to write a thought essay on it, but apparently, well , words fail me today. I shall edit this post when, well, uh. I shall edit this post soon, I guess)

But lets just say, physical scars (and sometimes emotional scars) can be pretty unplesant to the eye. But beneath each one (fourty), there's always a story to tell. Scars mark a period of time in our lives, they last a really long time or sometimes even an eternity.

Memories are quintessential to the person we are today. Which would be why people enjoy keeping objects which remind them of something, somewhere or someone. Shoeboxes of photographs, diaries, charms or even a sock we'd keep as a physical reminder. Would be the reason why most people get tattooes. A prettier (notallthetime, sadly) man-made scar. That's most of the time at least, which leaves the on-impulse, i'm-still-young-and-stupid tattoes you regret 1-10 years later for another time.

Memories are a powerful tool that can conjure up different emotions. Emotion itself is powerful to the point where life and well-being depend on it.

However, it is true that memories not only consist of pink ponies and flying unicorns which bring you candy but also evil witches with intentions to cook you and feed you to their minionions (minions).

Though some memories we want not but to leave to burn in the furnace, it's really up to us to use 'em wisely. It'd make one or break one.

Scars I have, not one, but many. But to each one, there's a story.

What's important is that I've stood up and said I've made it.
You should too, cause what you've been through can make you a better person.

I'm a year smarter, wiser from last year. I'm glad I waited.
All thanks to You, for I was young(er) and stupid(er), and if it wasn't for You I'd be burning in the depths of hell.

Right now, I wouldn't have wished for things to be any different.
Cause scars I have, not one, but many. But like I said, to each one a story.

This is when the blessings come. I see an avalanche.
XXOO.

2007-11-25T22:50:00.000+08:00

how many times have I broken Your heart

but still You forgive if only I ask

and how many times have You heard me pray

draw near to me

everything I need is You

XXOO.

2007-11-23T11:29:00.000+08:00

The fury of the mosquitoes.

I swear there's some conspiracy going on down at West coast park.

For one, the bites itch like crazy. And what's worst is that they seems to be multiplying. And now I have like a kazillion more.

''Oh stop being such a baby. They're just mosquito bites.'' They said.

JUST? Are you KIDDING me? JUST?

I'd take another shot of the blooming galore of bites. But that would cause detrimental effects to the human eye.

I warn you first. Cause it ain't pretteh1.

________________________________
.
.
For they have once again been fooled. MOSQUITO BITES, these are not. MOSQUITOES, those weren't. I'll tell you what they are, even if it'll cost me my foot or another precious limb. But the people have to know.

Be prepared. For what you are about to read/see/look at may change your life forever. After many years2 of research, I've finally come up with an answer to why these 'bugs' are getting more intelligent and are marking us with such precision and leaving behind unbearable toxins that causes psychological damage and illusions that may one day take over the planet and what not.

(Not drawn according to scale)

The mosquito man. In other words, it's a really tiny man wearing a disguise of a mosquito which enables him to parade around and such. Like how kid(s) would run out of the toilet in their towels pretending to be butterflies. Except with a tat more seriousness and a pinch of plan of world domination. The really tiny man then flies around with a vial of green concoction and stabs at random objects. Which does God-knows-what to our bodies and random objects.

So the next time you think of keeping a mosquito as a pet. THINK AGAIN.

But all in all, it's for the greater good.

XXOO.

1- pretty.

2- minutes of wild imagination.

2007-11-22T00:33:00.000+08:00

Silence is good.
Silence is golden.
-But I don't like gold..

XXOO.

2007-11-20T21:15:00.000+08:00

thesecondbestthingin2years.

XXOO.

2007-11-20T19:27:00.000+08:00

Moonlight
Quiet lies.
Daisy fairies
Potted flies.
Skin and bones
On my own.
Cup of luck
Not as much.
Stalk of weed
Is all I need.
Kiwi juice
Green brain juice.
Moon light
never lies.

XXOO.

2007-11-14T11:08:00.001+08:00

Shortlisted candidates in the running for the top spot as

SANDRATANG'S FAVOURITE FLOWER.

in alphabetical order-
.
Anemone. -2 points for having the same name as an eeky sea creature. +1 point for being purple.
Chrysathemums Daisy. +8 points for having an imaginary smiley face
Colvillei
Cylamen. +5 points for being exotic and having a red stem.
Calla mini lily. +5 points for simplicity and colour.
Daffodil. +1 point for a really cute name.
Dahlia. -1 point for looking like it exploded.
Dendrobium orchids
gerbera DAISY. +10 points. why not right?
Larkspur

Lisianthus
Monkshood. What a funky name for such a pretty flower. -2 points.
Narcissus. +8 point for being asthetically pleasing.
Nerine. +10 points for being pretty.
Rose disco. I don't see how. But okay. -1 point.
Rose french anna +3 points for a lovely shade and +1 point for a french name. I'm just joking. You don't get points for having a french name. -1 point.
Rose laminuette. +5 points for having shades and mutiple colours.
Rose mascara. What's next? Rose eyeliner? -1 point.
Rose passion. +1 point for looking breakable.+6 points for looking like it was stolen from the sets of Beauty and the Beast.
Scabiosa. +3 points for looking like dyed tissue on a stalk.
Stargazer. +7 points for a cool name and pretty flowers. -2 points for looking like hotel ornaments.
Sunflower. +3 points for having an imaginary smiley face.
Sweet pea. +5 points for looking gentle and for sounding edible. -1 point cause I don't like peas.
Parrot tulip
.
.
.
.
just for kicks-
Flowers with names that sound very much like people I know.
.
.
Belledonna, also known as Delphinium
Rose Crystalline
Rose Rapheala
Rose Nicole

(Results will be posted as soon as bonus points are calculated with the already given point. Points are given in 4 catergories. 1. Looks, 2. Style, 3. Size and 4.Musical capabilities.)
XXOO.

2007-11-13T22:29:00.000+08:00

''Tuesday, November 13, 2007

bimbo

let me tell you about my eggciting trip to the florist today with sandra.

we were at this nice florist at parkway trying tofind out what hydrangeas looked like.

so we were asking the guy what the different flowers were called.

then sandra dared me to point at the sunflower and ask him what it was...

after much hesistation, i went ahead with it since, aiya whatever right.

so i asked him.

he's such a nice guy anyhooz, he replied "they're sunflowers"and smiled really sincerely.

he didnt give the "are you stupid or what" look.

nice hoooor...

after that we just laughed hysterically.

next, we're going to come up with stupid nameswhen we order drinks at coffee bean.

we might try 'britney shears' or 'paris milton'

har har.
Posted by Crystal Renee at 11/13/2007 09:33:00 PM 0 comments ''

That's Crystal's version. But let me tell you what REALLY happened.

So we were at Parkway, see, and we were on the way to the florist.
We had KFC before that. And it was disgusting with all the fat and oily skin.

So we had to walk it off.
We then arrived punctually at the florist exactly after 10% of consumed fats had converted into poo.

Upon arrival, we were greeted by tons and tons of luminating flowers that were secretly planning their escape.
But they would have been surprised to know we were on to them.
We discreetly made sure our hand-held tazers were carefully positioned at 129 degrees in our skin-mouflage stomach pouches.

Crystal insisted hydrangeas were flowers.
But I knew they were the lost fairies of Fallengsthar

I was an under-the-covers uncover agent sent by the palace to restore the edible powers of Queen Awenmacandee.

And my primary objective of today was to check on Aiem and Aflaur.
The shopkeeper when questioned said the hydrangeas weren't in today.

I knew it couldn't be true.
I questioned him again and he insisted they weren't.
.

Then his eyes flashed a dim amethyst.

My intuition was right, he had lied.

I needed a distraction to check out and inspect the rest of the shop.

So I forced a brain-blast and came up with an ingenious plan.

I dared crystal to ask the man what the 'big yellow flowers' were.

At the very moment I completed my sentence, I raised my left brow 1.45mm above the normal axis and twiched my lower lip twice in a second.

It was a secret code we both knew to trust the other when one had a sudden increase of brain activity.

After much silent discussion of silent coded giggles, Crystal pointed at the sunflower and inquired what kind of a flower it was.

To which the shopkeeper replied, "they're sunflowers." And then he smiled.

Suddenly, green smoke started emitting from the corners of his cranium and we were smopetrified after being enveloped in potato smelling fog.

And here I am... until next time.

XXOO.

2007-11-07T22:50:00.000+08:00

XXOO.

2007-11-07T16:00:00.000+08:00

" A lie is when you say something happened which didn't happen. But there is only ever one thing which happened at a particular time and a particular place. And there are an infinite number of things that didn't happen at that time and that place. And if I think of something which didn't happen I start thinking about all the other things that didnt happen.

For example, this morning for breakfast I had Ready Brek and some hot raspberry milk shake. But if I say that I actually had Shreddies and a mug of tea I start thinking about Coco Pops and lemonade and porridge and Dr Pepper and how I wasn't eating my breakfast in Egypt and there wasn't a rhinoceros in the room and Father wasn't wearing a diving suit and so on and even writing this makes me feel shaky and scared, like I do when I'm standing on top of a very tall building and there are thousands of houses and cars and people below me and my head is so full of these things that I'm afraid that I'm going to fall over and be killed. "

XXOO.

04 NOV 07

2007-11-06T00:05:00.000+08:00

'' I don't like brown ones. I like golden-tanned ones. "

Happy 17th Birthday Crystal.

I was just counting in my head. If we've been friends for 7 years, it would mean that we met when we were 10. Dorky lil kids.

I LOVE YOU TO BITS CRYSTAL. No matter what happens I'll always be there for you ohkayzz.

Happy Birthday loves. boys are stupid.

XXOO.

2007-11-02T19:34:00.000+08:00

STARDUST is a BRILLIANT movie. Catch it. NOW.

I shall watch it again.
And then I shall Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket.
You know why?
Cause then it'll never, ever ever fade away.

unless of course, you decide to cross the wall.

But THAT wouldn't happen would it.
Cause I'm sure the wall guard would beat the crap outta you.
XXOO.

2007-10-22T20:32:00.000+08:00

'Mr. Sun was a happy bear who liked

to sleep in bed. One day he took some drugs,

and now that bear is dead.'

'Edwin the penguin, the silly fellow,

wanted to fly very high.

But then the police caught him pushing drugs-

Now edwin is going to die.'

'Bob the hedgehog took drugs to school,

and sold them to a friend. But he was arrested,

and now he'll hang - It's a very painful end.'

'Peter the panda wanted to be everybody's friend.

He became a drug user, which made him a loser,

That's how his life will end.'

What a way to scare kids while playing card games.

XXOO.

2007-10-22T15:54:00.000+08:00

I trade these ashes in for beauty

and wear forgiveness like a crown

comming to kiss the feet of mercy

I lay every burden down

At the foot of the cross.

XXOO.

2007-10-21T19:24:00.000+08:00

2 Reasons why YOU should totally start doing your freakin part to help conserve the environment before it's like, too late

and 8 other reasons how YOU could like totally do that.

one. Cause you're not the only one that lives/will live on this planet, you selfish jerk.

other one. DON'T consume endangered animals or 'novelty' creatures.

other two. DON'T purchase endangered animals or 'novelty' creatures.

three. DON'T poach animals. Don't poke them either.

four. Switch on a fan instead of the air-conditioning once in a while and know that you've just not contributed as much to creating a massive hole in the 'O' zone layer in that particular while.

five. ADOPT a stray and treat it well. If what you picked up was a child, I suggest bringing it to a police station quick. Be WEARY, for it may cast a spell on you and leave you penniless/centless. If what you picked up looks like a fat cat but smells like trash and is covered in printed words, it probably IS trash.

six. Support public transport or car pool. NEVER pee in the pool. It's disgusting.

seven. DON'T dump your litter just anywhere you morons. Reuse them if they're non-biodegradable.

eight. DON'T smoke. Esp in public or at home. Give a thought for the kids. HAVE A HEART. Otherwise it'll slowly clog up, all black, disgusting and TOTALLY unattractive and explode into a million and one pieces (like confetti) when you least expect.

two. Cause saving the earth is totally the other coolest thing to do, after following Jesus.

XXOO.

2007-10-18T21:59:00.000+08:00

It amuses me when people asks for opinions but decides not to acknowledge
critisism.

SELECTIVE HEARING.

Mom: How was lunch?
Me: It was nice! But it was a-
Mom: AIYA. Why must have 'but' one? *laughs and walks away*

XXOO.

2007-10-18T17:07:00.000+08:00

Hi sandy….
Hi benjy…
Wanna write a poem?
Sure.
Ok go..

Upon a tree
I ate a bee
And couldn’t see
The tree
Is it just me?
Or sandra dee
It couldn’t be
Tree

Upon a star
Not very far
I wished for a car
Made of tar
Okay, nah
Like that lar
Star

A panda walked into a bar
the bartender went, "hah!"
And he shone like the moon
and he looked like a spoon
Once in a blue baboon
though it really was a raccoon
Before he had breakfast – eggs and an afternoon
he went out and found a blue mushroom
KA BOOM
-fin-
-bin-

Good poem there, benjy.
Thanks. Rhyme this – REFRIGERATOR
elevator, Rhyme this –ORANGE
ORANGE
Doesn’t work that way. Rhyme this – WINDOW
I win. (:
Cucumber
Whatever
Forever
and ever
Amen-er.

XXOO.

2007-10-16T00:40:00.000+08:00

" (There is) an egg on ice skates, who at a distance spotted a frying pan, thus eliciting a dire form of panic within him
thereby rendering him incapable of continuing. This causes him to trip over his laces (and cutting them with the blade)
and falling on his face (whichever side he is)
and spilling yolk all over the ring
which, needless to say,
causes a disastrous pandemic which spreads across the whole ring
people slipping and falling, only to gobble a quick delicious nutritious meal of yolk on the ice before realising their buttocks are screaming in pain.
oohhh the horror. "

XXOO.

2007-09-19T22:01:00.000+08:00

If there was one thing I could wish the world, it would be world love and not world peace. To which there is a simple reason. When there is love, there will be peace. But not always when there is peace, there is love.

XXOO.

2007-09-09T21:46:00.000+08:00

Jesus rocks.

Period.

XXOO.

2007-08-29T23:19:00.000+08:00

DON'T PLAY WITH YOUR FOOD.

Have Fun with Honey Stars instead.

Say hello to...

Mr Star! no pun intended.

This is Star Jr. reaching for some star treats.
Yes, I know they look the same. Obviously.
That's Mr star's son. DUH.
geez.

XXOO.

2007-08-29T00:30:00.000+08:00

SURPRISE!

Photo courtesy of -Em

XXOO.

2007-08-25T23:35:00.000+08:00

I rarely do this anymore, the whole blogging about my day thing. Like seriously, who cares right. Unless there's some juicy gossip involved. Oh come on, we're only human.

Anyway, I realized I eat junk when i'm upset. NOT GOOD. Beats self mutilation right. Duh.
11.42 p.m: Sinking in regret. Currently digesting 2 slices of pizza, a bar of chocolate a couple of chocolate candy and a few mouth-fulls of zappel.

My voice is screwed up and my nose is stuffed. And not to mention the extra unused calories plotting world domination. But at least i'm happier. tsk.

Do Not Try This At Home.
XXOO.

2007-08-20T16:27:00.000+08:00

Today's word of the day, not tomorrow's, but today's is:

Fungry (adj.)

Defination: To want to eat even though you're not really hungry.
Used in a sentance: I'm feeling fungry. Let's get chips. Or sushi. Oh what the heck, let's have pizza.

XXOO.

2007-08-02T18:31:00.000+08:00

We heart Ben & Jerry's. Because their ice cream are not genetically modified. YAY.
You'll be missed sharmaine. Can't wait till you get back. ((:
XXOO.

2007-07-27T11:36:00.000+08:00

CALL OFF YOUR WEEKEND PLANS PEOPLE.

Unless it involves getting soaked with rain

and the possibility of getting struck by lightning.

Identify the mistake in the following sentence:
'I am freezing in Singapore.'

Rethink your wardrobes pple. I'm thinking to get wellingtons. You should too. If you care at all about wet feet. WHERE HAS THE SUN GONE TOO? Don't get me wrong, I love the cold, it beats the heat we normally get. BUT it's the humidity I care not for. Not when it's at 90% on the average. Wetness. Wetness for the next few days people. Embrace it.

Unless of course, if the weatherman's wrong. What are the odds of that. 50-50 really. If God wanted it to snow in Singapore, it'll snow alright.
Hopefully Singapore's drainage system holds up. 4 days of heavy rain and showers is pretty much alot of water.

The up-side to all this rain has to be the wind and 'chilly-ness'.
On the down-side,

1. WET. Need I say more.
2. Possibility of a wardrobe malfunction or a lack of appropriate clothing.
3. Sydney's continuous barking at howling winds and 'Giant-clapping' thunder and oh-so-bright lightning.
4. No sun, sand, dry patches of grass. No swimming either.
5. If you don't have a clothes dryer, you should already have (dried) what you're going to wear next monday.
6. Jams. wet soggy strawberry jams.
7. Slow traffic. Take the MRT.
8. Not the best weather if you're a tourist.

HOWEVER,
We should always be thankful for whatever situation we're in and embrace it.
SO,

1. Take the opportunity to do something you've never done before.

a. Play in the rain.
b. The perfect opportunity for couples to have the 'oh-so-romantic' kiss under the rain. Not in the middle of the road though, don't want any bloodshed, now do we.
c. Guppy fishing in puddles. Preferably when rain is not so heavy.
d. Play twister with your family for 12 hours straight.
e. Have a bake-a-ton, then have a eat-a-ton.
f. Complete that 10000 piece jigsaw puzzle you never did.
g. Email me at wazcre8ted@hotmail.com if you haven't heard of the 100K campaign.
h. Email me at wazcre8ted@hotmail.com if you are in need of a blessing / blessings. Or simply want one.

Like seriously, don't be left out. Get with the program.

XXOO.

2007-07-19T14:02:00.000+08:00

A Bit Of Fry and Laurie - Derek Nippl-e sketch(and more)

Something to relieve the nerves before tonights exam.
Stephen Fry and Hugh Laurie (House, as you might know him).
Enjoy.

If you click menu, you get more A Bit of Fry and Laurie sketches and songs by Hugh.
Mr Burmie, Barman, America (oh-so-emo) and all sorts to crack you up.
If you get it that is.

XXOO.

2007-07-17T00:16:00.000+08:00

DON'T PLAY WITH YOUR FOOD.

Have Fun with Alphabet biscuits instead.

I think I ate the 's'. No matter. The pen is mightier than the biscuit.

I sure do.

Looks like 'I heart ANDY'. WHO'S ANDY?

I'll tell you who..

ON TODAY'S EPISODE OF 'LIVING WITH ANDY'...

*Curtains open*
*Cued applause*
It was just another ordinary day for Andy. The sun is shining, the tank is clean... *GASP* the tank is clean. THE TANK IS-

Ops. Sudden flashback. Back to Andy.
__________

Mrs Fletcher, Andy's next door neighbour in her late 50s, with severe hair loss problem, has requested for Andy to fix her fence for her. Due to the multiple prune jar tattoos she has just gotten herself, Mrs Fletcher was unable to fix her fence herself. Upon arrival at the Fletcher's residence, Mrs Fletcher gratefully directed Andy to her broken fence. I couldn't resist but to take a few shots of Andy with his oh-so-hot bulging muscles.

___

Andy Working On Mrs Fletcher's Fence.

Looking Hot.

Andy Back At Home

Relaxing With Our Cat Fluffy After A Hard Day's Work.
I Made Him A Cup Of Iced Lemonade

With a Really Cute Umbrella Thingy.

Andy Moaning Over Fluffy's death

after Fluffy Got Caught Inbetween A Rock And A Hard Place.

Mr Death waiting to collect Fluffy.

XXOO.

2007-07-14T14:10:00.000+08:00

Will It Blend? -Spoof.

For actual Will It Blend? videos featuring Blendtec blenders-
http://www.willitblend.com/

Be amused, be very amused.

XXOO.

2007-07-13T02:00:00.000+08:00

'No longer will I fade away.'

XXOO.

2007-07-07T00:22:00.000+08:00

What the world needs now, is love, sweet love.

I love my job.

learning.

look at me, speak to me.

04/07/07

Listening: 'Fly Away- Corrinne May' .......

XXOO.

2007-07-05T01:06:00.000+08:00

I intended to blog about the pathetic attempt to save the environment by the flawed campaign at NTUC.
However, i'm compelled to blog about the undesireable effects of moodswings instead.

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The day started off with motivation and excitement which very quickly turned to crankyness. Being oh so sensitive to the rush of flow of emotions, the crankyness inevitably instigated much irritants to run wild and free. Before biting someone's head off due to agitation, she quickly decided to cook something to satisfy her invisible hunger. When moodswings are mocking you, not getting what you want can cause a tat of destruction.

Either ways, moodswings caused her mood to ,well, swing ,and trying to keep up with it is very much frustrating. The weather wasn't much of a help either. Cooped up under a roof with no space to jump rope or fly a kite, it was no time to think of work. Time flies when you're having fun. Time crawls when you're not having fun. Time stops when you're having too much fun. Time seems to move too fast or not move at all ,even though you're screaming at it and slapping it with a fish ,when you're cranky.

With work aside, she traded the screen with trees and strangers. Serenity set in for that second before being rudely interupted by a vibrating phone. Walking it off was her best idea yet. Milk, Honeystars, and the quickly melting B&J were the rewards of resisting previous temptations. Hope is good, false hope is only good cause it seems like hope until you're slapped in the head with reality, then it sucks. She hates being ignored as much as I do. But she refused to give in, even though there were the many moments of frustration and dementation.

Sadly, depression had to sink in. OH the sorrow and pain. Depressed she was, hiding in the closet to cry her little heart out she wanted. Though she knew she was stronger than that, she lost the battle. Hoping to win the war, she walked through the darkness under the trees and whipped out the special remedy that could stop her brains from blowing up. Music.

After much walking, the soul was calmer. Headed home she did, only to drift into the star-filled sky. Inspired, she sat down and powered up her pencil. Emotions were let lose. Tranquility. She was released by the obnoxious moodswing. or so she thought.

Blahblahblah, as you can see, impatience has gotten the better of her and unlikely to finish her story, she hopes tomorrow will be a better day. Today's bitchiness should add up to be enough to reach this month's qouta.
__________________________________

I love the beauty of emotions, but sometimes I wish, I had a better control over them.
Uncertainty reeks, blunt truth hurts.

XXOO.

2007-07-02T00:57:00.000+08:00

Speech #2

I love you Amos. I can totally not get enough of you. You're the sweetest thing ever. They way you touch my lips as I grasp ever so tightly onto you. Promising to never let you fade away, you will stay within me till i go. Oh, the sweet sweet misery. Though you are the temptation that will end in guilt, I resist not. That sweet to-die-for body of yours leaves me in shivers. For I have lost the battle with lust. Though there are many that lie there calling out to me, I have eyes only for you. Consume me not for I will consume you. I have fallen into temptation. *crunch crunch crunch*

XXOO.

2007-06-28T12:07:00.000+08:00

Chillin with the **literal dream guy.

Perfect day for a trip to a 'themepark' , no?

_______________________________________
met cyrs and claire the day before and "(+ friends) yesterday after that for screams and puking.

** person that seem to enjoy appearing in my dreams.
XXOO.

2007-06-23T21:50:00.000+08:00

The beginning of the compilation.

Letterform sampling.

Practice makes perfect, no?

letterfont sketch.

modified copies.

my attempts.

flower.

need I say more?

XXOO.

2007-06-23T02:47:00.000+08:00

Declaration:
Silent blabber is purely spontateous thinking and typing with the continuous influence of the writer's surroundings. Thoughts are not written to scale. Thoughts are partially fictional and are not to be trusted. Read at your own risk.

Silent blabber #2
____________

Hello. ((:
Have you ever realized why the sky was so blue? This is actually because the sea is that blue. So you would think why is the sea so blue? Well I’d tell you, but I’m too lazy. Fine, fine I’ll tell you. It’s because the (the money becomes clean) fish in the sea go ‘bluep bluep bluep’. Haha. Okay, Bad joke. It’s just another excuse why I’m not listening in class. Actually I am. (roll eyes) it’s a very complicated situation. Blah blah blah. I, personally, find the little red squiggly lines under these words very annoying. And that little camera on your lappie, is freakin me out. It’s like there’s little people in there looking at me. Blame it on the fairy tales. Goblins, changelings, pixies and secret realms. They get to you. In a funny way. Tend to make your imagination run stupid. Boggarts scare me. Banshees too. Screw you Microsoft Word. Damn you red squiggly lines. Lalala. Let’s go for Macdonalds. I’m starting to really hate those squiggly lines. I shall plot world domination against those little pip-squeaks. RAWWR. Okay. Yes, I’m bored. So go away. No no, don’t go away. Buy me white chocolate. Then you can go away. Kick a dog, Kick a cat, kick a rat, I’ll call you fat. Then I’ll hit you with a bat. Then I’ll turn you into a mat. Then I’ll sit on you till you’re really flat. Haha. Yes, this tickles me. Go on, humour me. Don’t you find antropomorphism very interesting. I guess I spelt it wrong since those little red squiggly line won’t leave me alone. Great. Now the green ones wanna join in too eh. Squiggly galore. Idiots. Go away. I don’t want you. Go haunt the green lady or something. She’s the genius of central park. She’s the witch who put the ridiculous geas on neef and astris. Poor neef. Well. Changelings are mortal anyway. And besides, curiousity never cease to amaze the mortal mind. Or so plenty of folk lore seem to claim. Oh focus, focus, where art thou. In the shops, rampaging through sale items i say. OMG. The tubes are with her. Damn it. Pay me back I say. I feel awfully lonely without my greens. :/ . oh well. Not like I’ll never get them back right. But seriously, I’d really like to have them now. It’s just that selfish want to have your things in range. Of sight, of touch. Blah blah blah. Flip flip flip, flip those pages people. Let’s get this class over and done with. I’ve got too much on my mind. Personally, I don’t really enjoy you reading my thoughts. Not particularly really. But okay. Not like you can help it. So now that I have your attention, I shall cast a spell on you, and THEN plot world domination. MUAHAHAH. Okay. My teething appetite has gotten the better of me. GROWL. Goodbye my friend, for time waits for no man, and i want some fries. NOW.
((: XXOO.
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XXOO.

2007-06-17T19:57:00.000+08:00

"God is good, God is true

God is big and mighty too.

Satan sucks.

The end."

XXOO.
'funkyb.com'

2007-06-12T19:20:00.000+08:00

So daddy has been bugging me about painting his shirt. There. With love and paint.

Not that there's much I can do with a swollen eye. Yup. Swollen eye. Can you say eyelid infection? Again. But I say, "Thank God for this swollen eye!". Why you ask? I have no idea. But in everything give thanks, and that's what i'mma do.

The pain lets me know I'm alive.
The swelling lets me know I have an eye.
The infection gives me an excuse to miss school.

Why this rhymes, I don't have a clue.

.........

...'Evil eye' ..............................Regular eye

Be afraid, be very afraid.

XXOO.

2007-06-10T20:22:00.000+08:00

10 sucky things that can happen in life; yet there's always something to be thankful for.

1. Falling off a 15 story building, breaking every bone but still breathing.

- You just bought insurance.

2. House catches fire, leaving you with nothing but ash, debris and the 2 dollar note in your pocket.

-Your legs work just fine to walk you to MacDonalds to buy a cheeseburger.

3. Spilling coffee on the new dress you spent half your savings on.

-You still have the other half to buy another one.

4. Dislocating both your shoulders during your first dance recital.

-Harlem at it's best.

5. Having to be in that one toilet cubicle with a dysfuntional flushing system during your first prom night with the cutest guy you've always dreamed of going to prom with, after that banana guacamole curry smoothie your 'best' friend had dared you to drink during the hottest truth and dare contest.

-You're 15, by the time you're 25, no one would remember. or they might. but then you'd have a really cool embarrasing childhood story to tell to your kids.

6. It's national day, and every local channel is airing that national day rally in every language they could possibly come up with.

-Thank God for cable. ( if you don't have cable, be thankful you have a TV.)

7. Your dog ate your homework.

-You'd never have to worry about him having not enough fibre in his diet.

8. Your dog ate your library book.

-You'd REALLY never have to worry about him not having enough fibre in his diet.

9. Writing an entry about 10 sucky things that can happen in life; yet there's always something to be thankful for, and only coming up with 9.

-Your legs work just fine to walk you to MacDonalds to buy yourself a Happy meal and a McFlurry.

XXOO.

2007-06-05T16:59:00.000+08:00

Remind me again, why people pay so much for a printed painting that every can purchase at IKEA. Yes, IKEA. You know, that swedish furniture/home furnishing company. Yeah that one. Not the Irish one. haha.
Seriously, they're printed! And theres like thousands of them! Gee people get with the programme. Paint your own! Throw a bunch of rotten vegetables at a canvas, or do a self portriat blind folded and TAH-DAH, Pickasole.

This is the selfportriat I did with my eyes closed. Maybe a peep or so. Still.

Obviously it doesnt look like me, it's abstract. This is bound to ward off the evil spirits as well as serve as a piece of valuable art. Go on, try it.
XXOO.

2007-06-03T22:29:00.000+08:00

Edison Chen is the hottest thing ever.
XXOO.

2007-05-30T21:17:00.000+08:00

Cellshirt design.

couldn't have done it without scribbler.
XXOO.

2007-05-28T14:54:00.000+08:00

Fancy your own wall worthy art?

As you can tell I am utterly bored. So I decided to go through my 'favourites' and I found this. SCRIBBLER. Turns your pathetic scribbles into works of art.

Though it may take a few tries to actually get it how you want it. It's preeetty fascinating to watch. Can you say cheap thrills?

However, if these can't keep your attention for long enough, you know what i say?
I say, SHOPPING. Can you say SALE? ((:
XXOO.

2007-05-28T13:40:00.000+08:00

The one thing to do if you're bored at home with nothing to do, just you and internet, i say look for good online games. Seriously, you don't have to be a game fanatic to enjoy 15 mins of time wasters or an hour of brain wreching with the newest point and click puzzle. And even if you're gorging yourslef with 4 bags of lay's, not to mention they go straight to your thighs, instead of commiting to 5 hours of brainless tv watching, why not burn alil of the evils working that brain of yours and moving those stubby fingers.

Kongregate Racing

Race against your friends or strangers for 10 minutes of self satisfaction. It's idiot proof gameplay. Though the no grip controls tend to cost me my number one spot.

http://kongregate.com/games/Jiggmin/kongregate-racing/?referrer=Jayisgames

Sphere

One of the better looking room escape games. Surreal graphics with not so difficult puzzles to solve. A very convienient(sp) save feature for the short attention spans.

http://www.jigsaw.x0.com/sphere_e/

Curteousy of Jayisgames.

XXOO.

Dued Penang photos.

2007-05-26T20:54:00.000+08:00

Where we ate.

I like this shot

I like this shot too.

The amazing night view from Penang hill. Well, it looks MUCH better when you actually see it.

Pool shot.

Paddle pops are 40 cents.

cute huh.

Morning view .

Another pool view.

camwhoring in the apartment.

I love you kissy poo. *cring.

XXOO.

2007-05-26T20:28:00.000+08:00

http://www.vivavoodoo.com/

If you have time to waste and is feeling a tinee weeniee bit sadistic.

XXOO.

2007-05-26T13:12:00.001+08:00

Everytime I look at it, it urks me.
Yes, I just made that word up. It's like 'irks', but I like it with a 'U' better.

Seriously, speaking of bubble-head, push aside those bowls of starch fin. Yes, you heard me, Starch fin. No, I didn't make a typo. Starch fin's soup.

Who needs to suffer the guilt of having killed 40 sharks just for that one table of guests at your wedding? Like HELLO, get with the programme people. Shark's fin is soo passe. Okay, maybe not to all. But if we all think that way, then we'd saved alot of sharks.

You may think, "what's her problem, it's just like killing any other animal. Besides it's a delicacy." Well delicacy, bearlicacy, fishlicacy, whatever. Sorry to burst your bubble DR/MR/MS/MRS, but your lil tasteless fish in oh-so-expensive soup is going extinct. Oh, no I didnt make that up. Both parts. But the fun part is the lil tasteless fish part. Yes, you nincumpoop, shark fins' meat is generally tasteless. Meaning, they have no taste. Meaning, the sharks have died for your (the evil pple) sadistic rituals, when all you're 'savouring' is starch, and well the other ingredients they plop into the soup to deceive you. Don't believe me?

"...But shark fins' vaunted unusual nutritional value turns out to be unfounded.
They are indeed rich in protein, but no more than meat, scientists say.
As for taste, the accompanying fancy ingredients are responsible for the coveted flavor of shark fin soup.
Many who have tasted plain shark fin say it is tasteless, like fine vermicelli. In fact, there are reports of dishonest restaurants substituting vermicelli for shark fin..." -(China Daily 05/21/2007 page4)

HAHA. In your face. And they would know because they're the largest consumers. The middle-class at least. Demand rate increasing by 5%. HELLO you china middle-class folks, not enough to go around LAH. 'China's nouveau riche shark fins are symbols of wealth and class.' Gasp. Shame on you. If you've got all that money to spend on 'tang hoon' meat, give it the poor, go shopping, adopt some kid, build your own vacation house in papue new guinea. Maybe, if i did this in chinese it'll get more attention. Damn it.

We all should have a deep veneration for sharks. They do not even compete with us, like who eats more humans, or who eats more sharks. Such humble creatures.

Well, if you're looking for a replacement for starch fin, go with arbutus. Don't know what that is? Well, get with the programme.
XXOO.

2007-05-19T15:13:00.000+08:00

Procrastination (sp) has severe consequences. Like maggots infestation or even a bad mark on your exam slip. When it comes to blogging, not writing an entry after something amazing happens means, I probably never will. No matter how much I want to. Take for example, Penang trip. OH wow. OH joy. But procrastination got to me first.

Speaking of the dire consequences of procrastinationism, my dearest Sydney decided to excercise her bowels half a meter away from where I was and still is sitting. Funny how it looked like a 'ding dong' . Seriously, if you catch my drift. But if you catch no ball then well. Still amazes me how she did that. And once again, before i could put it to film, procrastination hit me in the back of my head. Ellen DeGeneres can cause quite a distraction. And so, before you can say ' halluballuteleportation, there's ants in my pants' , I took a glance at the initial work of art only to realize that it is still a piece of art except now, it's abstract. Yup. The cons of roller chairs.

Ya know, life really is that simple. Bring out the inner child. Run along the streets and tap the nearest person and go, YOU'RE IT . Then run away. And before you know it, it's a major tag fest. Try it. I urge you.

XXOO.

It's just one of those days

2007-05-10T19:51:00.000+08:00

GASP.
I accidentally deleted my assignment. WHHYYY. : ( sobs.

ON the bright side, it was only 56 words.

BUT those were 56 strategically planned and thoroughly thought out words.

THEN again, I should be able to come up with something else.

BUT then I might not finish my essay in time.

ON the other hand, how hard can a 3000-word essay on Ikea be? 0.0

Thought processing can be fun. I decide the outcome. This time, I’m taking the highroad. Away with spilled milk. Bring me the Ice cream.

Macdonalds decided to do away with the free wireless. And now I’m stuck here writing this frustrating entry when blogger is totally screwed, and when I’m not able to do my essay because MACDONALDs moronically decided to do away with the free wireless without informing its LOYAL patrons. I don’t happen to be one of them but I DETEST this wretched deed. I demand You turn the wireless back on, NOW.

Worst still… EXTRA OREOS COST 20 CENTS!! WHAT IS THE WORLD COMING TO? How on earth does TINNIE WINNIE oreo bits cost 20 @#$*& cents!? EVIL HAS TAKEN OVER I tell you ! Blasphemy I say! OH sweet oreos, I shall rescue you from this immorality. *chomp chomp chomp*

Bad things are happening to me today. : (

sticky floor, dropped green tea, open cover then spills it over my mac, knocks my hand on the wooden thingy in less than 5 minutes. then i almost forgot my file. Dare I ask if things could get any worse?

XXOO.

Seriously.

2007-05-06T20:39:00.000+08:00

It's times like this that make everything worthwhile.

To be craddled in the arms of ' Por Una Cabeza' , have your feet throbbing, while knowing it's another day you get to live life just living.

Everybody has dreams. Don't you. Dreams are the elixer of life. They cause adreneline to pump through your system just by the very spark of neurons putting the peices together. What, how and when.

But the odds are different now, how many people actually do live their dreams as they should be instead of being cooped up in some cubicle which escalates the cranky behaviour of the human being? Big dreams, small dreams, they're all worth running after. Stupid as it is, these fictions of the mind keep the heart beating, the blood flowing, life living. One should never lose their dream. Hold it between your hands, being careful not to crush it. Let it go only after it's broken out of it's cocoon. Some dreams come and go but as life lives itself, passion finds it's soul-mate. Recreating what was planned to live the next generation.

I've found my dream and i will run after it. you should too.

the arts is beautiful. music is life. spatial abilities are the harmony. emotion brings life.

XXOO.

i'm happy to be alive.

2007-05-06T20:21:00.000+08:00

I just realized why my i couldnt find the colour function in the past entries. i was in the 'edit html' tab instead of compose. ops? haha.

i almost died yesterday. almost got electrocuted. it was horrible. it was like ZAP. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.

Today was fun. Though me feet aren't happy with me. I learnt something new today. How to snap a straw and ruin someone's drink and i also found a place i never knew existed in Raffles city.

Things are getting exciting. I'm happy. (( :

This is a mundane, doesn't-concern-the-world kind of entry. so go away.

inspiration-ing.

XXOO.

howexciting.

2007-05-01T00:29:00.000+08:00

OMG.I TOTALLY HEART BENJI.You know why? cause he's hot. HAHA. ( :
i totally can't believe he's actually in singapore. ((((:

My lecturer bought us pizza today. He wasnt cranky, cause alex wasnt there.

I had the weirdest dream last night. I was doing my own tattoo. My right arm was covered in odd looking tattoos. There was an ugly cartoon looking tattoo. so tak glam can. And apparently I did a smily face on my right hand like above the wrist too. And after I was done, i regretted it cause it was way ugly. And then I ran to the toilet and franticly(sp?) tried to wash it off. It was eeky. Then suddenly there was this cute guy. Or so I thought. It was like I knew him, but now I don't remember.

The bored never have fun yet boredom inspire fun.

Without joy there's be no fun, without fun there'd be grey.
I love fun. i live on it.

XXOO.

delima.

2007-04-29T01:03:00.000+08:00

Who knew icecream and waffle and boggle and pick-up-sticks and mastermind could be so much fun?
except for the mastermind part. i wouldnt classify it under fun. more of mind boggling, stressful and actually more difficult than you think. maybe it really JUST depends on who you play with, EH? HAHA.
Hours flew by and brushed our hair.

school church schoool church school church school church. church.
XXOO.

Oh my brain that's pink, please don't shrink.

2007-04-27T03:27:00.000+08:00

Did you know that the adult brain shrinks 2% every decade?

And the thing about people only using 10% of their brain, well it's a myth.
http://faculty.washington.edu/chudler/tenper.html

Toothpaste has caffeine. I said so. Look at the time. I'm wide awake. @.@ Help.

XXOO.

The time is Now.

2007-04-25T12:11:00.000+08:00

It's high time we did our part to conserve the world we live in.

Who cares what I did for the day, we MUST care for this planet because every selfish day that we live our very selfish life of running water and making fotresses of plastic bags, we are pushing our earth to the very edge of destruction. God created this very planet for us, so shoudnt we be taking care of it instead of taking Her for granted?

Everytime you decide to turn on your air-conditioning because your mind perceives that it's too bloody warm for you to sleep, you're taking a peice out of the O zone layer. you selfish bastard. And because of that, it's get warmer, water level rises and you're contributing to the sick economy that robs us to kill Mother Nature. Also, a word to the people who have black smoke emitting from the ass of your vehicle, I detest you, wouldn't kill to get it fixed, now would it. On the other hand, it would kill if you don't fix it. Unless you want to drown in your little island, stop the carbon monoxide pollution and get it fixed.

And all you spineless democrates who consume exotic food like Turtle soup, Dog's meat and the other sick things you people can come with. Shark's Fin soup, is it THAT hard to refuse something, to make a stand, to help protect the poor creatures that are tortured to death. There are only 4 species out of the hundereds that are man-eating sharks, so don't give the pathetic excuse that they eat us so why not do the same. These amazing creatures are being caught only to have they're fins brutally cut off and then being thrown carelessly back in to the sea, left to bleed and die.

Not only the eating but the buying of Rhinoceros horn due to it's belief to have medicinal or aphrodisiac powers, come on people, just stick to the little blue pills. Cutting of it's horn leaves the animal naked, insecure, vulnerable to the world, unable to protect itself. Rabbit's foot, good luck charm perhaps? You may argue that the creature is already dead before depriving it of it's whole body. Why not an ancestor's finger or toe then? Every decision to stop supporting this cruel act increases the chance of the survival of these creatures because if the buying stops, the killing will too.

It's time we realized the vulnerability of Mother Nature in the hands of the growing mindless society. Stop the extinctions of the beautiful creations God have made. Hug a tree today people, hug a tree. Don't leave your human waste of non-biodegradable products just lying every where. Love green. Refuse water pollution, stand up against factory waste into the sea. Clear the beaches, save the creatures of the sea from suffocation and being poisoned. Love blue. Stop air pollution, dump the CFC filled cans. Curb your food binges, stop the constant fridge visits. Use the fan, open the windows, enjoy the air God had intended. Car pool, take public transport instead of contributing to the pollution. Love white.

You see my friends, to those of you who persisted till the end of my rambling, I love you, and so does your nature friends you see everyday. Conserve the environment, conserve life. Appreciate the beauty of a leaf, a steam and even the ends of the roots. Save the animals, have a heart. Adopt a pet today, stand up againts animal abuse and love your animal. Pet a stray today, then remember to wash your hands. Share the LOVE. Because without LOVE we are nothing.

I LOVE you all.

XXOO.

Today is yesterday.

2007-04-23T01:04:00.000+08:00

Behind that tinted window, every breath of sensuality, resisting to be released.
the very elixer i have in my hands, all the time in the world cannot bring the closeness we once had.
to steal what was stolen from the fox of the blue corn moon.
the jagged little signs that arrows towards a solitary emptyness that was filled yet once again with the hollow hope that the gold shimmer once brought.
and only when the trees fall do the rocks learn to breathe.
when will the shallow whispers depart to bring back the sweetest of strange fruit?
into endless oblivion the sacred dreams brings life yet to the deranged.
oh when oh when will sanity be returned to the horizon that yearns for that deepest emotion that was wrongfully rewarded?
when time ceases and when the world stops for us,
it is then i will say.

imissyouso.
tequiro.
XXOO.

It's been days.

2007-04-23T01:03:00.000+08:00

4/20/07 11:56 PM
Wow. It’s been like forever since I’ve blogged. Or so it seemed.
It’s currently 11.56 pm and I’ve FINALLY completed the finishing touches to the new cover. Been totally messing around with garage band. A newfound love.

The weekend has finally decided to embrace us with it’s longed for presence. (Dan just told me: “it’s 12 o’clock”. But of corse by the time I’ve typed this it probably ain’t 12 no more. ) Oh yes. I changed Dan’s voice. It’s a girl’s voice now. The old voice was annoying the poop outta me. I hope he doesn’t mind.

This blog entry isn’t live. It’s just so you know and wont feel cheated when you find out. The guy I’ve been sapping on got pissed and decided not to come online no more. BOOOO.

I just might get a job after all. Coaching my (ex) school’s netball team. Well assisting at least. They asked. I didn’t. Cool huh. THEY TOTALLY LOVE ME. Hahahhaha. Today’s training was lovely. The new sec 1’s are pretty good. MUCH better then last yr’s batch. (I hope none of them actually reads my blog.) But actually that’s the whole fun of bitching online isn’t it. Hahha. But of corse I aint bitching about them. JUST saying. Pioneer netballers might still have hope.

My school record has yet to be beaten. NEHNEHNEH.

‘How to touch a girl’ has painful organ flangers. (Grammatically screwed)
Tsk tsk. My earphones are cracking. Tsk tsk tsk.
XXOO.

today is tuesday.

2007-04-17T17:26:00.000+08:00

the yummiest mushroom soup ever. mmm.
GO WIFI!
The caffe bar's really nice. (:
XXOO.

today is tuesday.

2007-04-16T23:08:00.000+08:00

i just got home from school.
we love island creamery. During our short 15 minutes break, we strutted our way down to centre point to get our ice cream. nani got 50cents mac cone. she said she didnt want island creamery. LIES. i think she didnt have enough on her. i didnt either. but that was before i dragged elly and nani done to centre point so i could draw some moolahs. the darn atm gave me 50 when i wanted 20. damn thing. IT'S TRYING TO GET ME. but i was smart enough to deposit 30 on the way home.

and inevitably, after our voyage of sinful calories, we wobbled back to class. yes we were late. but not the latest. thats all that matters right. hah.

my lecturer says sample as SUMPLE. and he told us about 'the new coke' thing. never knew. like coca cola tried reinventing their taste and set up stalls in afew malls in the US, and stupidly put pepsi together with 'the new coke' and asked pple to compare. they failed. probably why we never heard of it. he says : '... shrik the movie.. ' then everyone burst out in horrendous laughter.

mommy just came home food. tsk tsk.

got lesson with susan tmr. and i have yet to PERFECT my D and G major scales. tsk tsk.

dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang BAddng dang. damn it.

XXOO.

today is monday.

2007-04-16T14:52:00.001+08:00

when i'm bored I..

cook
and then eat.
there you go, an hour gone.

dan speaks again. i'm getting the hang of this.
haha. it seems like i have a one day memory kinda thing. i had SUCH an inspiration to blog yesterday. and now i have none.

SQUIGGLES UNITE. everyone else is just boring.

jang jang jang jang jang jang jang jang CANT TOUCH ME.

XXOO.

today is sunday.

2007-04-16T14:33:00.000+08:00

Denise wears a Sunday shirt.
Beng Beng just came back with food.
Denise is blabbering on and on and on.
Crystal just called me ‘stupid’
I think not.
Rachel thinks Beng Beng’s a vegetarien.
I do not know how to spell vegetarien.
I think it’s vegetarian.
YAY.
Crystal and Rachel just went to buy drinks.
Denise wants duck rice.
She likes ducks.
I see waffles.
Bengz just cracked a cold joke.
Crystal thinks I’m scribing
HAHA
Crystal i-
Ops. I made a mistake.
Crystal smacked me.
Rachel’s looking for her eternal flame.
Oh my.
Cordilia thinks Chinese is a waste of time.
She doest care
The bimbo song is on.
It’s crystal’s theme song.
Guess who crystal’s talking to.
Now Rachel doesn’t want her eternal flame.
Rachel likes to attract blue tooth attention.
Crystal thinks I like her hair.
So not.
She wrote on me
Yhbioj
That was crystal’s way of saying , I love you.
Sniffle sniffle sniffle, sharmaine has all the sniffles
I’m lost for words.
Crystal commented that marcus has cut his hair.
She whines to Rachel.
Crystal thinks-
Oh wait. \
Crystal just made a weird horrifiying er.. growl.
Nooooo. Nonsense. Crystal says.
Gossip gossip gossip.
Isn’t this a healthier lifestyle?
HAHA.
Bengz have left the table.
Who is that behind I wonder.
OHHHH. Asher
He says Hi Ben
I feel left out.
Asher thinks italic is metallic.
Delphne wants a joke.
Lisa is noisy
And she’s blocking my sunlight.
She thinks theres no sun
Oh my
She IS noisy
Pokiepokepoke
SOO. So what . I’m not a narce-
Great I cant spell narc-
SHUT UP ASHER.
Hucrvfdgdgbdbhfhnfdmjfhjmhbj
Bwfgtnh
That’s their way of saying I LOVE YOU.
Awwww.

Sandra. You are damn lame. GO AWAY.
I think asher is annoying too.
You look like a nimcompoop.l (:
V bg
Mj hm

That’s their way of saying. I LOVE YOU A LOT.

Oh whatyyeverrrrrrrrrsbdjfjkajhgflabeg’sd

Delphne thinks she’s smart. She cant even spell whatever. Tsk tsk.

Yilyyssydtxlhbhcysr6slour7x37s2845974455 118661

And that’s her way of saying I totally agree with you.

My contacts are cranky.

XXOO.

SAY HELLO.

2007-04-14T20:52:00.000+08:00

SAY HELLO TO ME MAC. SAAY ITT.

it's dan the mac. it speaks to me . or it did. except i cant seem to make him speak again.

itotallyloveyouGod.
XXOO.

2007-04-13T21:14:00.000+08:00

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIE. you're 19 now. or so everyone thinks. ((:

dan in disguise as an inanimate object

the making of dan and stan

they dont like dan
we dont like stan

stan tastes weird

the drowning of stan in wasabi

they tortured dan

the end of stan

the end of dan (the grape.)

we had a family dinner/buffet at science centre, sakura. omg the spread was great. though some dissapointing.

sashimi , tuna (wasnt fresh), extremely hot wasabi, sushi, baked oysters with tomato and cheese, mussels, steak, eel, salmon, 12 flavours of ice cream, cheese cake, puffs and the list goes on.

fatfatfat.

i won $5 cause my sis dared me to eat a chopstick of wasabi. HAH.

sydney needs a haircut. AND a bath. poooft.
XXOO.

Give it to me baby. uh huh uh huh.

2007-04-12T15:43:00.001+08:00

pfft. i'd rather have something to do than to have nothing to do at all.

Me and my sis just disintegrated 2 boxes of pizza. :/ oh boy.
and that packet of chilli thingy, i saw it on the floor, so i picked it up and conviniently(sp?) threw it towards the printer. and to my horror. BOOFFT. it was actually opened.

Thank God for vacuum cleaners.

The gospel rnb piece is starting to sound like a song or something at least.

Gavin Degraw's in the player. I didnt put him there.

I'm lost for words. b
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .l

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . a

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .h

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .h
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ..

imissyou.
XXOO.

ICANCOOK.

2007-04-11T15:33:00.000+08:00

Chomp chomp chomp. i love my greens.

had keyboard/syn lesson with susan yesterday.
my flaw couldnt be more obvious.
'' run a 'C major' scale at 70, right hand. ''
dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang.
'' now both hands''
dang dddaaanG GannD DagBG ffffBAng DetaAAng :/

i guess i never really tried hard enough or even bothered, now i will. settle the darn basics.
circle of 5th. BLEEACH.
she gave me something to try, gospel rnb, bunch of tou gays. slowly but surely i say.

i'm a orange squiangle.

dan. had a hair cut. i did it. with a pair of imaginary sissors. i think i might have had alil too much fun.

XXOO.

Vamos.

2007-04-09T14:30:00.000+08:00

Blogging. What is blogging?

blog (blŏg)
n. A weblog. intr.v. blogged, blog·ging, blogs To write entries in, add material to, or maintain a weblog

eg.
blah blah blah. school has been interesting after my second lesson. but i'd wouldnt want to bore you with the details like how i was shock by the number of students in my class. and how amusing it was to see some of them strudding into the room with MULTIPLE piercings and tattoos, weird dressing and hairdos, or with no hair at all. and that one of my lecturers has a screwed up funny-bone and how the first lesson was boring and how the second lesson was much better and that during my second lesson, we had class in a function/ballroom with wine glasses, bottled water, a tray of mints, sponsered pencil and notepad with freezing aircondition and comfy chairs. and that there was this geeky lil girl who played the electric bass, listens to heavy metal and has a band that plays Jrock. you'd NEVER imagine.

i'm gonna get a mac~ yay~

XXOO.

painteverywhere.

2007-03-29T18:33:00.000+08:00

sandra says: School freakin starts in freakin (counts) 3 freakin days. and i freakin havent gotten any freakin thing.
sandra says: What if every freakin one else there is like freakin weird? WHAT IF I freakin GET LOST??

dan says: shut up.

melly says lala's a good word to use to substitute any word you do not wish to say.
and so I thought, what if i substituted freakin with lala?

sandra says: School lala starts in lala (counts) 3 lala days. and i lala havent gotten any lala thing.
sandra says: What if every lala one else there is like lala weird? WHAT IF I lala GET LOST??

dan says: lala.

paint paint paint. pushpops costs 60 cents here. everywhere else is just ripping you off.

XXOO.

25 after yesterday.

2007-03-24T00:25:00.000+08:00

A cool sombre night

blueblacks that yonder

winds that sing

romeo&juliet with guns and cars

to thy pilgrams like palms that meet

I say to thee

'my legs are killing me'

to think that green would leave

to leave without a thought

within that moment

regrets that await

before the ditsy joy that diminishes

crops of two days

destroyed by locusts of indulgence

oh momo, momo,

where art thou momo.

so i shall sing a song to thee

for I am here

about to fall asleep.

XXOO.

taking over.

2007-03-19T22:44:00.000+08:00

hi all. this is dan who will be replacing sandra from blogging today. and also maybe the next few entrys.

First of all, i would like to address the issue of Fatimah's death. simply put, sandra pushed humless who then fell on fatimah who then resulted in a loud pop.
crystal, then pissed off with sandra for pushing humless, punched her and left her with a swollen eye. resulting in spectacle wearing for 2 days of the G12 conference.

secondly i would like to reiterate the fact that white chocolate is NOT condensed milk.

thirdly i would just like to say.

i can't believe this is happening. is it even possible?
XXOO.

miss understood

2007-03-13T11:26:00.000+08:00

meandcrysyo. while waiting for our personal grocery man to cash in our stuff. (:

Omg. did you know that... REALLY?? OMG.

On the account that 2 pple have claimed to not have been able to UNDERSTAND my entries, i shall coorperate and write in full sentances.

first thing first, i've already applied at SMa and school starts on the 2nd of april.
afew steps from my school is a swimming pool. HAHA.

I feel FAT. i just finished a box of chocolates last night. sobsob. as you can see...
it totally screamed for me. (: heh. i HAD to.
crys' place tonight then sentosa and meeting tmr. whee.

i cant do something the still small voice tells me i cant do.
XXOO.

trust is a virtue.

2007-03-10T23:17:00.000+08:00

Basicly, too many things have happened and i'm just plain lazy to blog it.

.weird dreams of church pple ((curious yet?))
.what he said and where i'm going and why
. ... i kinda forgot.

let's talk about today. or rather, lets hear me talk about today. haha.
DanceWorks07. 2nd for commercial. what can i say about the judges.( ).
well it's surprising who won and who didnt.
anyways. met erica, donna, diane, renni, faridah, zurah, Ly, leila, jamyl and friends after many months. *blabberblabber* *hugs and kisses*
crys rae and denise ( not the toes. lol) came to support. yay me.
pudding costs 30 bucks mind you.
went down to TC for nothing. Daniel's hair looks. well. black and short. HAHA. no more sey. lol(:
shopping at parkway.
can you say hair cut and a medicure? (hair cut and medicure)

snoozee wooziee. if tmr comes and i'm not early, i'll have to buy lunch for two loonie toonies.

XXOO.

I am Organized.

2007-02-27T22:39:00.000+08:00

Yes i am. haha.

HE has been really amazing the past few weeks. During the worship encounter, he spoke to me during worship and said :'' it's not you. it's me. '' it was my first time leading worship and boy, was i scared. like what if i said the wrong thing or or or screw up somehow. but it was and is Him.
worship on day two, i felt, wasnt like technically very good. but then i was like surprised to see the people responding. like wow. so yea. it's the presence of the Holy Spirit which matters.

I got the interview! it's over. phew. march 6. i cant wait. trust in the Lord with ALL your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength.

the time is now.
XXOO.

I am not forgotten. He knows my name.

2007-02-22T22:54:00.000+08:00

XXOO.

tear me to peices. please.

2007-02-20T23:33:00.000+08:00

why does it feel that i've been forgotten when the world seems to want my every minute.

'SNAP OUT OF IT'. trying. not easy though.

busy busy busy. i NEED a calender thingy. a schedule. is that what it's called? yea. a schedule.
have to prepare for W.E camp on friday till sat. rehearsal on thurs for show on sat night. i have tickets to The Dancefloor results show thurs night. *GO F4* (fantastic 4.. not the eeky one.) rehearsals 4 times a week for Danceworks 07, in March. BOOOOOM. *wobble wobble*

I'M SOOO TIRED. *splat* work work work. cny was definatly(sp?) more fruitful than last yr. HAWHAW. yes. i know i have bad spelling. put a sock in it. *poke peok* (that was intentional(sp?) BLAH.)

I know i'm strong. I know i'll get over it. But something tells me that maybe i just dont want to.

processing new cover. as requested.
XXOO.

let's talk about :Valentine's day.

2007-02-17T13:50:00.000+08:00

14 feb 2007, 8:50 pm-

the door bell rang. i looked through the peephole. man holding things. opened door. he held flowers and a bag of somethings. i signed. gorgeous pink roses. 12 of them. opened gifts. 5 of them. Miss Sixty, Elixer. Lush products. grins.
surprised? yes. elated? very.
(thank GOD you didnt go on with the 99- plan.)

misson should-be-possible went smoothly as planned. though new stuff was added spontaneously (sp?). phew, hard work. yay.
the sense of accomplishment is utterly satisfying.

Indeed. He Listens. Answered prayers.

Damn flu bug.

XXOO.

A thousand stars.

2007-02-13T23:13:00.000+08:00

Okay, so maybe i exaggerated a lil. but seriously, tonight's a gorgeous night.

and so i was walking home from the bus stop after dance prac. and while i was strolling across the overhead bridge with 'Mighty to save' blasting in my ears, i looked up and saw the most amazing thing i've ever seen since this year. maybe it's because of my 'still-standing' fasination with what's above. But seriously, i couldnt help but to stop and stare.

about 300 stars could be seen with the naked eye, and about 500 while straining the eye. And obviously 'a thousand stars' sounded better than ' three hundered stars' or somethin. hmm. come to think of it, it's not that bad eh. lol.

well, gazing at the heavenly bodies brought 2 things to my mind. 1, of His promises. and 2, of someone whom i know would love to see this.

a sight like this brings hope and amazment. i was standing up there alone smiling to myslef while looking 180 degrees upwards. what a sight eh. and as i keep looking further and further behind into the vast sea of pearls, i realized i was looking up in the sky with my head tilted waaay backwards. and not only that, pple were staring. HAHA. blah.

i totally heart stars.

not even a day has passed, but the feeling has already sunken in like a falling cow.

XXOO..

guess what?

2007-02-12T23:13:00.000+08:00

HAHA. guess what i found out. tpguy=dan. HAHA. she KNOWS him. HAAHA.
and apparently, alot of pple have been spotting me but I DONT SEE THEM.
has to be the hair. lol.

and for some reason.. i dont feel quite safe elaborating about things i've seen or found out. HAHA. high on guava. HAHAHAH. coach has a gap . AWWW. God's fair. LOL.
and guess who has a thing for who. HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA.

*stoned*
XXOO.

Gracias Dios.

2007-02-11T22:45:00.000+08:00

I must say, my head feels as though it's about to explode. eeeeee.
I truly thank Him for whatever that has happened and for what is about to happen.

sometimes when you feel as though your prayers are unheard , He affirms you in the most miraculous ways. smacking you from behind. (: I thank Him for the breakthrough and for all that i've learned through hard times. HARD times. '' I can do all things through Christ who strengtheneths me.-phillipians 4:13 " . And as they say, after the rain comes sunshine. Trusting Him with your life, indeed, crushes all worries and throws them into the bin. cross-shredding every peice.

and so i say,
give Him a chance to reveal Himself , and yourself to experience Him.

XXOO.

Buenas tardes.

2007-02-10T12:54:00.000+08:00

COLD. windy actually. I want a digi cam .NOW.

haha. yet to decide what to apply for. BAH. He'll decide for me. No point going the way i want and then realizing i've reached a dead end right. YES. It's in your hands now.

Ohohoh. yes. i've just completed PACE 1 and scored HUNDERED PERCENT in my first pace test. HAHAHA. YAY. *grins* .

found this in the previous -already forsakened- blog. enjoy-

And so i wonder
what i ought to do
what i was made to do
what had i to do with you

and so it dawned upon my heart
with a little touch, so gentle,
i break down and fall to my knees
droplets, each caught and a bottle filled

the lights in the sky that sits and shines
slowly diminishing behind the haze
the truth , like a rock, that sits before me
with open arms that call for me

'what becomes of a broken heart?'
to each peice a master
and to every other , lost
take it all, i want to hold on no more

and when we come face to face
i want to stand proud and say 'i do'
but for now , not to far, it draws
to live a life only for you.

me.

Que hay de nuevo.

2007-02-09T23:44:00.000+08:00

And so, another glorious day comes to an end. With the future ahead, as planned by thee.

To jump start this new -soon to be forsaken- blog, I have officially left Pioneer Secondary and in front of me are my O level results. HAHA.
Nerve-wrecking as it was, i'm happy for what i got.

And as words fail me on this apparent night. I shall take my leave with these last words-

'mr frenchie' is so not sexy.

XXOO.