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Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Sisters

Over dinner with my sister this evening, my sister said, "do you know that I always feel weird whenever my friends exclaim that they love their mum/dad/grandfather/grandmother? Because I can't understand that feeling."

And, I told her, "I get what you mean. I would make sure that Summer understands that next time."

We carried on with the meal that I cooked for us. She told me about her day at school, I told her about my day spent at home and other random little things. There are just some things that even my best friend can't understand and at times like these, I'm so grateful that I have my sister.

11:09 PM

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Miss A(ngsty)XY

I realised that for the past 21 (coming 22) years of my life, I haven't been very nice to the people around me. Friends and family alike. I'm like argumentative, opinionated, and self righteous in an absolutely senseless manner. Oh and not to mention my very extreme moodswings and temperaments. Haha this makes me wonder why do I still have friends. I guess I won't elaborate on the events and circumstances which have led me to this revelation and...... I'm not saying I'm a damn horrible person........I'm just thinking there are really many times I could have been a much better friend. Or family member. Okay. End of whining.

I remember sometime last week....I got so damn angry at the world because I took the wrong bus and got so damn lost. I was on the verge of shedding angry tears. But did not. I spent 45 min on the bus, not knowing where I was heading and thought about how screwed up my life was. I ended up at a mall and recovered myself by window shopping.

I guess I'm just like this...I get upset easily and yet get bought over very easily as well. So really, I think I'm not that hard to please.

On such a night like this at 2.23a.m...........I'm just listening to Enya and enjoying the silence at home. I'm tired but I can't sleep and nor do I feel like sleeping. Get what I mean?

2:08 AM

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Monday, January 18, 2010

Frosted Cranberry
Frosted Cranberry is a very very very good and dear friend of mine. She has been travelling around the world for a couple of years now and being a wonderful shopaholic, as well as a sweet girl who enjoys buying things for no reason, she has now accumulated a handsome amount of good stuff to share with us all. So please support Frosted Cranberry @
http://frostedcranberry.blogspot.com/.

1:11 AM

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Sunday, January 17, 2010

Sunday Afternoon

Location: Holland V. Starbucks.

Time: 1400hrs.

I'm alone again. Drinking raspberry currant juice. I don't think I can drink coffee given the condition of my throat. But then again, I think I deserve the condition of my throat because I cant' be bothered with medicine nor doctors for that matter. It's too trivial to bother the doctor. I don't fancy being sick, yet maybe I enjoy being slightly sick. Am I sick? Haha.

I'm slightly jovial right now because I just bought a load of pretty looking nonsense whilst at Holland shopping centre. Small damage, huge lift of mood. As I glance lazily at people around me, I see a hot girl using a Macbook pro(I really want one purely for the sake of its cool exterior), two angmohs whom I presume to be a couple having afternoon tea/coffee, two young male adults dressed in bermudas discussing career options? (I'm not eavesdropping, I just overheard.) Then there are some random middle aged people sitting around reading the papers, enjoying the bright afternoon sun(light), because we are all in air conditioned comfort afterall.

And me, trying to get myself started on what I have to do.

(Oh and a girl with a cropped bob just walked in, wearing a dress which I also happen to have a piece, neglected, hanging in my wardrobe. She looks pretty good.)

Okay..........back to work now. I have quite a bit on my plate. KISS!!! ((:


2:20 PM

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Dead Phones
After a day's long fruitless wait for Boy's call and/or sms, Girl decided to text Boy at the stroke of midnight.
Girl said: Hi do you still remember me? :)
Boy replied [finally]: Babyyyyyy. Phone dead.
Girl said: Oh then did you bury it?

1:06 AM

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Saturday, January 16, 2010

Nude
(No, I'm not nude, in case you are wondering. I'm just wearing this colour today)
I'm at TCC Bugis now, alone. Having passion fruit iced tea and shaking my leg while waiting for my friends for a meeting.
I had just parted with Lover with whom I had spent the afternoon together studying and shopping.
A terrible bout of flu and headache is making me feel so lethargic and so tired.
Okay, bye for now. My friend is here.

7:51 PM

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Wednesday, January 13, 2010

This Is Home (For Me)

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This is a daily affair.

On this Wednesday afternoon which I have the day off from school, I finally got myself down to cleaning my wardrobe, which I try to do at least once a year. It is hard to get started, but once you are in it, you can't really stop till you are accomplished with what you have set out to do. Can I say cleaning is kind of nostalgic? The whole process of picking out the things you own, cleaning the dust off them, and rearranging them elicits this wistful desire in you to return in thought to the very day you gained ownership of that particular item. Who gave what to you, where did you get that etc. With the pathetic collection of songs in my mobile (lots of Britney), I spent the whole day wiping in a monotonous fashion, yet with thoughts running all over the place.

School has started on Tuesday for me and I'm so happy to be going back to school. I have been most fortunate to be able to get all my modules this semester with absolutely no trouble at all during the first round of bidding. I hope this streak of luck can stay with my all the way till the end of semester and when I begin my job hunt. IM GRADUATING IN MAY. This is absolutely the last lap, for now at least. Wish me luck.

P.S.: My first two lessons by two different lecturers have left very deep impressions on me. Perhaps it was because both of them took more than an hour each to do a self introduction. For some weird reason, these were what I took out from class:

1) From the first class: Every living person should have a life mission statement in less than 14 words.

2) From the second class: My professor's name - Dr. Kim Chi Wakefield Trinh. I'm pretty proud that I can spell it out full!

I'm gonna crash now. Nights.

9:47 PM

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Sunday, January 10, 2010

Do You Like My Hair?

This was how I look like after a trip to a secret salon. I love the people there. So funny, so friendly and haha, so generous with their praises. And most importantly, so value for money!

Okay, I'm like so damn lazy to update this space.


10:10 PM

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Thursday, January 7, 2010

Five Months

In five months time, I figure that there would be many changes in my life, in all aspects. I'm in a dilemma actually. I'm not sure if I would like these five months to pass quickly or would I like to hang on to these five months and not let go and just live in the stagnant. Because, I think I'm kinda dreading what might confront me five months later.

10:44 AM

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Friday, January 1, 2010

Happy New Year!

Today is the first day of a brand new 2010! I have no pictures that I can claim personal credit for to encapsulate the last few precious moments of 2009 as with what most might have done. Thus, in words.......

What I did in the last week of 2009:

1) Monday - was out with my family for a Japanese lunch at Sunset Way, followed by a fruitless shopping trip at IMM. In the evening, we went over to my aunt's place to play with my little cousins (little like 2 and 3 years old kinda little), where they taught me and my sister how to say the Singapore pledge in Chinese. Like wow.

2) Tuesday - was thankgodloverisbackfromhongkongifnotiwouldjustdiesoon day. I met her at her place and she showered me with lots of love, care, concern and most importantly, presents (yay)! We then headed to town to get our lives organised by getting organisers for 2010. I got mine from Muji at 50% discount!

3) Wednesday - Hmmm did my nails and went shopping with my aunt. And then Julie's 21st birthday party at Fort Canning.

4) Thursday (NYE) - The submission of L'oreal Brandstorm. Omg, don't even get me started haha. It was like one of the essays you would write in Primary School which would be titled "My Unluckiest Day" or as Lemony Snicket put it, "A Series of Unfortunate Events". But finally, of course, all hurdles were overcame and we submitted it on time!

In the evening, I went over to Lover's place for a BBQ with her family and friends, where I completely basked in the warmth of their company. I think the Leong family is going to have a new member and that is me haha.

The countdown was at Lover's real lover's (her boyfriend) place where we jammed with fake instruments and recorded ourselves on video. As the New Year arrived, I felt a small little tug at my heart strings for a reason I have yet to come up with. Or perhaps too many reasons that I can't possibly just write them all down.

If a moment can be captured in a song which you were listening to at that moment, such that each time you listen to that particular song afterwards, you would be transported back to that memory, my song for this new year's eve would be "Everytime" by dear old Britney.

5) 010110. I did nothing spectacular in particular. Just at home.
Happy New Year friends! This year would certainly be a better year.

6:15 PM

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Ang Xu Yun
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24 May 1988
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