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yea....
i went sentosa again with yanting and shuling...
when my skin is still rejuvenating...
i told myself i will hide under the coconut tree...
when i suddenly found my suntan lotion glazed body under the schorching sun....reading magazine and listening to songs...
i'm addicted to tanning...i'm dead....i'm gonna get skin cancer....

anyway...yest was fun chilling with the gals...
downed loads of dessert at 'koufu' food court and went shopping at bugis after that !!
veri devastating to my account....much more to my poor frens...haha...
they had a heart wrenching day for they were torn betw spending their last cents or parting with their beloved bikini and gorgeous top..

then it was an ordeal thinking of wat to do for the night...
no money for ex chilling activities.....for karaoke.....for movies....for midnight cab...
haha..in end it was my place...and chilling at coffeeshop eating prata...
it was fun chatting with ahmad ut lok and ramnik...

then in the wee hours.....
3 gals were doin mani and pedicure ....
making the whole air conned room smelling of enthanol...
and ointment...cos the clumsy me fell down while walking home..idiot...



the man asked for her hand in marriage due to pride
for the much needed revenge against the elderly father of the bride
the bride never loved him for as long as 22 yrs
the groom stop trying
for as long as 22 yrs they never shared their bed
not in the way married couple does
he lavished her with jewels and luxury
she gifted him with 2 baby girls
but he never saw him in her eyes
he sought solace in his mistress
a kind lady and good fren of the wife
for the wife was more than thrilled to have another woman to keep her husband occupied
she hated the marital rituals
she hated the kisses
she hated his touch
he is hurt but pride kept him away from her...for 22 yrs
one day , their little anna daughter died
her spirits were finally broken
she had married a man she could not love
and the onli man she loved she could be with
now her baby girl had died
the man is the adopted son of her husband
not much younger than she is for she married at such tender age
they bore their hearts out to each other
confessing to the love they shared
unable to decieve the man he adored
the son confessed to his dad
yes , anguished he felt
but even happier that his beloved elizabeth had finally opened her heart
she is finally feeling something in her life after locking herself up for so long
he decided he is going to make it up to her
for her lost innocence and youth that were robbed by him
he would not allow her to be percieved an unvirtuous woman
he would not allow her to be subjected to scournful looks from society
she suffered too much
he died in a coalmine explosion
a well calculated suicide
on one knew except his son Lee
he has granted eliz freedom in the most honourable fashion
his body was never found ..somewhere buried beneath the rubles
he had his love in his lifetime..ruby ..his mistress
now , he decided, elizabeth shall have her's too

-this novel brought tears to my eyes-

one of the more realistic romance novel i've ever read





juz came bk from council outing
another forced myself go kind of gathering...
fake smile...fake hi....fake greetings...some ppl even treat me as invisible lo
why can't i just forge some friendship with these ppl....
there are so few ppl in council i call frens...
i can use my right hand to count lo
thank god i have nice gal friends in council....just that they are a bit too sweet for me...
thank god i have friendly guy friends like ervin and eugene to make my day....
thank god i have my buddy vincent who knows exactly when i feel awkward among these councillors...
hai ya...they are nice ppl la...
just that they are not my type.....
i can't curse and swear in front of them....
i can't say lame jokes ..cos they dun catch it ....
when i say something funny ....they will say .."linyan u r so funny"...and the essence of the joke is destroyed -_-
and i travelled from boonlay to hougang...waited for my late frens for 40 mins with a super hungry stomach....and reach there, my fav sweet and sour fish no more liao..and i onli had 2 cereal prawns....i just keep on chomping on kailan to ease my hunger....
no sense of reunion....no sense of longing for them....no sense of happiness...
is this wat frens are for?
why exactly do we attend birthday parties?
becos u wan to go? or becos u have to go? or just to see how others have changed or to let ppl see how u have changed?
so hypocritical....

i feel so sorry for the birthday boy today....
he had to stand alone in front of the cake and ask everyone to come out and sing song...
picture a lone guy staning at the table..with his enthu mum holding the camera...and all the guys eyes' glued to the ESPN..and the gerls yacking away around him....young children running around...
he had to wait appro 1 min before everyone gathered....i had to help him ask the ppl out...
so sad can....
can ppl who attend party please dun let the birthday boy or girl look so pathetic....have initiative la...
even tho i wasn';t his veri good fren...i am kind enough to lessen his embarrasement lo...
and i was within 1 metre from him all the while...in case we start singing the song...haha

i am so glad my party isn;t like this...
i am so glad i dun have to wait 1 min for ppl to gather to sing song for me
i am so glad i have my wonderful frens with me at bintan...
i am so glad those who can';t go bintan went to malaysia with me...
i am so glad my birthday was spent abroad...
i am so glad i have frens whom i really call frens....
i am so glad i have frens whom i can share secrets with....
i am so glad i have fren whom i can play 'i have " "i have not" game with....

to my heartbroken friend
you will be so glad u have ever ready on friends to go out with
you will be so glad that you have more time for yourself
you will be so glad to embark on the next phase of your life
you will be so glad when many gorgeous man are available for ur choosing
you will be so glad for endless girls night out are waiting for u

this post has no theme at all...

brace up my fren

i juz came back from clubin ....zouk....
and it was MADNess !!!!!!!!
imagine 100 ppl stuck in 5metres square of space.....
more packed than a can of sardine fish lo.....
the whole time i am rubbing against somebody's sweat....
smelling someother's armpits.....
the whole night is not dancing....but trying to do so....
we have to push and "za ma bu" if we want to retain our position....
sucks man.....so not enjoyable at all lo....
music oso funny wan..sometimes nice..sometimes wierd....
tonight is fucked up la...
i dun wan to go phuture again cos it is juz so so so damn fucking pack !!!!!
PUURRRRRRR
a butch.....shorter than me..tried to protect us today.....or seems like she is doing so.....~~~funny~~~~~~

anyway i tired liao.....
goodnight....
dearie i miss you....come back soon..
i was drinking bandung.....and i thought of u and ur bandung.....
miss u lar !!!

i have no CCA...
i have no clubs....
i have not participated in any campaigns in UNi....
i have not organised anything after JC...
i have not looked for any useful parttime jobs during uni breaks.....

everyone is talking about gaining experience.....gaining exposure.....making our resume to be outstanding...
but hey think about it...
i am going to be a student for a final year..
after this i'm going to slog....and gain all the experiences to be gained...
get all the exposures to be exposed to....
so am i wrong to just slack and bask in the bliss after a 3 months hard work in preperations for my exams...
i am scared that i am losing to my peers so much....
like all of them have some achievements in some club...
but i lost faith in clubs after SAJC council....
being in clubs or society sucks...like student union ...
they get us the most exposure....but definitely most troubles too....inter-relationship woes..
is experience really so important? ... we are fresh graduates for a reason right???
FRESH means new...means not cao sng.....means no experience right....
so wat if i am the vice president of student union...does it mean i am an excellent banker?
so wat if i am the captain of tennis.....does it mean i can launch a product successfully?

but to get some experiences is better than not getting any right....
but for me...i just want to enjoy the reminiscence of this period where i can be fed by my dad....where i can hold out my hand to ask for money unbashfully...where i can sleep until 2 in the noon......where i have ample of time to go amore....to play mahjong....to tour.....to slack....to watch dvds....

i know i am living a sluggish life....but how many more yrs of sluggish life do i have? like about 9 more months? after my exams next june ....i'm gonna be in the workforce....(that's if anyone hire me haha)

so why are ppl torturing themselves with loads and loads of responsibility?
i see my frens organising camps and all....i am envious....but me being in sim...there really aint nothing much for me to do....except hanging around with a bucnh of losers who claim to be setting up a club and wan me to be his member to support him...wat entrepeuneur club ..wat not shit....

i have this fren...who do nothing but pour cold water on me...
he doubts my good results...
he tell me second upper honours is useless ....
he tells me ppl onli look at first class....
he tell me no point fighting with ntu and nus ppl.....
he tell me to gain experience.....
he tell me to join his club for exposure....
he tell me employer look for booksmart ntu/nus student and streetsmart sim student.
so which one am i?
i used to be book smart and i wan ti believe i am booksmart....
i aint streetsmart..cos i always get conned by old ppl selling tissues at exorbitant prices...

so wat am i...
no 1st class
no experience
neither booksmart
nor streetsmart

i am a fortunate girl...
whose father just gave her 300 bucks for nothing
who wake up at noon with a table of food waiting for her
who slacked in front of tv ..surprising finding out i have channel HBO highlight ..HBO family...HBO main....plentiful of movies to choose from
who slacked enough and decided to go workout in amore

but u know wat i think i wan to do next time...
a really sensible choice given me character...
i wan to go into advertising....something creative...something fun....something impromtu
i love thinking...i love planning...i love thinking bout wierd stuff....
but thinking is always easier than doing...
i think i'll just end up in a bank...shit

~just a whiny 21 yr old lost bitch~


played mahjong till 7am yest
end up winning some 3 bucks odd...haha
now that's worse than macdonald's

i noe i will have dark eye rings...
i noe i will have pimples...
i noe i may lose money.....
i noe it's not good for health to stay up late....

but i just like lei :P

i have this prob...
it's irritating me to the max...
i am supposed to leave it alone...
but yet i have itchy hands...
i use head and shoulder....
but apparently it doesn't work....

you know the crown of the hair...where there is this circular thing...
dead skin keeps growing up there....
i peel...and wash...the next day it's back....
no where on my head but that exact spot !!!
i fear wearing black tops now...
ppl may think i have dirty hair.....
shit~~~

anyway i just peeled them off again....
and i know they will grow back again...
f***

anyway he went to KL for most prolly 2 weeks...
national burden on his shoulder now..haha...
bring some glory back for singapore....or rather....for me...heh

i ate prata yest night at 3 am.
went with zee and his friends...
i had one plain prata....
and later requested for another cheese wan....
cos it's damn sinfully nice....
NTU canteen 2 sells for $2.50 (bloody suckers)
Prata palace only sells for $1.20 !!and they are much more delicious !!
and i climbed the nanyang gates yest....cool...haven done it for so long after i left nanyang...
and i watched a Hindi movie with his gang last night...
as usual...love..sob sob...i love u u love me....blabla bla...
but the babes are gorgeous....which makes me feel....chinese are really inferior flat face creatures......we are ugly people....
asians are not ugly..chinese are...haha

you know ppl tend to think asians are chinese...or rather singaporeans like us....
asians are people who wear cheongsam ...with black eyes and hair....petite frame...
but no....you see actually asia is much larger than we know...
for instance...middle east is in asia.. and many many more countries which i have never ever heard of till i saw them on zee's opponents sheet
and the prettiest humans around are actualli asians...like afganistans...cashmerians ( forgive my spelling) ...northern indians.....etc etc....
they are the ppl with blue...green ..brown....sapphire...emerald eyes color...damn ...
we flat face creatures are just so pathetic......
hai~~~

ciao.....
time to widen my general knowledge....cos i feel so small..

It is 2 am and i am blogging again..this time on national day....
can't help it..cos the pics reallylook splendid...the colour arrays...the redness of the pic..plus our tatoos of patriotism....so KAwaiii...haha
However the national day parade is veri boring la...
our own lame jokes are even more entertaining than the display....

while watching them perform brings back memories......still remember nanyang took part in NDP when we were still sec 2 kids....those were the days man....where we had a group of army boys to our beck and call...they are called the "nanyang boys" cool name sia...

i always remem we had free flow of guiling gao to eat for dessert...but the dinner was always soggy and cold....yucks...

i remember the tight leotard that reveals all my fats out....

i remember the superwoman shining suit that we had to wear...

i remember i had to convince chen lili..our dance teacher that i am not too overweight to join the NDP....fuck them..ostrasize the fatso....FAT PPL CAN"T DANCE MEH ???

i remember all those rumours of this ny girl and that ny boy...

i remember....haha aiya...so much la....it's fun taking part in NDP....an experience of a lifetime...






now that i have collaged all my pics ...they are so much easier to blog..
Picasa is so easy and fun to use....PLUS>>>it's FREE!!!

anyway here are the pics of three pretty girls....who went to phuket with the motto
"Let's Look Beautiful"
Yes we were three beautiful ladies....just that the guys din know how to appreciate us...or rather...we look too high class to be picked up.. haha