Archive for April, 2008

Thank you thank you all for your worry, care, concern, love for me. (=
Heh. I’m such a drama mama such that when it is the ‘time of the month’. I realize that a lot of things in life might seem important to me now. However, 20 yrs down the road, I would probably look back and laugh at my silliness for taking stuffs too seriously.. There is too much stuffs that require my immediate attention and I have tonnes of things to be upset over.This is probably why I’m thrown off-course by all these bombardment of bad news or requests or criticisms.
All I need now is merely a good break to reinvent my inner self so that whatever external factors will not influence me as greatly as it could. Well, at least I’m willing to give it a try & I WILL BE FINE! :>
Hahah. Check out this video about Asian women driving! Totally bullshit but it’s entertaining ;P
& keep your eyes on this freaking cute little panda sneezing~~~
&this makes me burst out laughing! WHOEVER said that Japanese are smart people pls watch this. HAHA!
& still remember the CUTE-BEYOND-DESCRIPTION otters holding hands while napping together?!
Hahaha! Makes me feel like hitting one of the beaches & float around in the water *happy smile*
Corns, want to go with meeee again?? ^_^
Get my act together (:

We came crying hither
I’m very much in love with Shakespeare’s quotes now and most of my recent titles are his quotes. His drama pieces all depict exactly life itself such that I’m uncontrollably drawn to each and every quote which reveals a different story or situation.
This particular one speaks of the fact that “Half ashamed of weeping, the king in 1 of the play begs patience, pointing out with a non sequitur that we enter this cruel world crying, as is only natural. The infant’s tears are an instinctive response to being wrenched from the womb into an uncaring universe. By likening his tears to a baby’s, Lear begins to accept the humility of being, beyond his role as king, merely a man like any other.“
The existence of this post is merely to express my irk of being too dependent upon.
I would like to think that I stay and try my very best to be a genuine person. As such, I find it highly hypocritical and disgusting of myself for I think one way BUT I can’t act the same way. That’s because ppl depend on me and I don’t want to influence their decisions to produce a negative outcome. Hmm. I guess I’m confusing you. I’m confused myself.
All these while, I didn’t snap bcos I know it’s for my own good and more importantly, for everyone. If so, the really important qn I have to ask myself is how long more can I take this.
Snap, back, snap, back. I fear one day, I’d be like her.
Time to let go of the tears. to accept humility.
As usual, easy to say, hard to do. sian. *_*

Dangerously high!
MY EXAM IS ENDING OVER IN 6 HRS TIME. You know what I feel like now?
I Feel Like A Pregnant woman, awaiting her First Child!!!
Hahahah! I’m serious. This is nuts. Yrstrdy I felt like 15, the day before was 16 & now, a pregnant woman!!!
YAR. I think I’m like tottering on the line btwn sanity & insanity! *meow*
SEE? I’m even making random animal sounds. Hmmmmm. I think that perhaps the inner me really hates school bcos now tt it’s ALMOST over, I’m releasing all my inhibitions again. YAY! Back to blissful CORNS days; juicies supper; sleeping till whatever-time-I-like! ; crazy acts with anyone random that is of close proximity to me. Wa-ha-ha-ha!!
OHS. Do you know some women can move their boobs without using their hands?! Beaby showed me this!
I was so intrigued such that I attempted to move mine. HAHA. But I don’t know which muscle to pull leh. Hmm. Main reason is probably bcos you need substantial amount of fats there before you can move it. Hehehe. I DON”T KNOW why I was cheeky enough to test mine. But well~ Sad LA. I can’t acquire such a UNIQUE skill. HAHAH!
Ok! Changi-airport-flyoff-path Sin gtg and TRY do some work. *HAPPY SMILE*
Post-editorial: I suddenly recall when I was in my early teens, my mum asked me what kind of guy I want to marry. So I told her “FUNNY ONE.” Now that I realize I have the special ability to crack myself up- goodness- I can stay single forever! COOL. =D

I feel… 16!!!
Hahah. I SERIOUSLY don’t know what’s wrong with me.
Maybe one of my screws in my head comes loose again. I woke up feeling sixteen!
So I bathed & walked out of the house, carrying my sling bag across my shoulders just like a 16 yr old kid =D
Poor Roger has to put up with a 16 yr old kid. Hahah. I was listening to ALL the songs I listened when I was studying for O’levels. I feel like I’ve travelled back in time.
I believe I can do whatever I want -like a carefree 16 year old! Omg. I suspect my natural psychological thingy is at work again.
HEHEHE. Anw, today marks the BIG 2 FOR 1 of mine CLOSEST DEARIES, JOJO! =)))

Here is wishing my dear JO a HAPPY 20TH BIRTHDAY! *meow!*
Stay crazy, different, cute & lovely for MEEE yea?! :P
Don’t worry about ageing man, I will join you in 6mths time! ^_^

I WANT
My Future House To Look Something Like THIS:

Outburst 1: I LOVE taking exams with Cassie! Hahaha. Both of us excited & high like mad women raving about random stuffs while the people around us were all stressed up and look as if they’re entering hell.
Only Cass can be on my frequency man! Although after the exam, both of us are v.much deflated while the rest is overjoyed it’s over. Heheh. We’re weird women =)
Outburst 2: My mens is NOT coming! Aargh. I have to use my GREATEST effort to stay out of my PMS mood, while my body is STUCK in the pms stage (pimples, bloatedness, heaty!) .
This also means that I”M GETTING DAMN FAT!! (my shorts are damn tight now. farrghhh )

When beggars die, there are no comets seen
How many times have we tried to work hard to fulfill our dreams? How many times have we failed?
Recent happenings, especially exam tension & all, resulted in a very cynical and sardonic Sin.
Reality keeps threatening to turn over my world. I really really really really need to work hard and stop talking about it. Why can’t I do better? =/
Every competitive being with open/ hidden motive, every voice trying to influence me -get off my back. Like a hedgehog, I’m curling up. Don’t disturb me if you don’t want to be pricked.
Now it’s the time for me to retreat back to listen oldies, to think of sunny days, vast greenlands, ice lemon tea, picnic, a good book and serenity. ‘JA world.

Can You Feel My World?
A recurring problem.
I’m reposting this (originally from my old blog) because it’s still the same old problem I face =/
” Have you ever tried so hard to make someone understand? Have you ever tried to find the words but they don’t come out right?
After my work yesterday, I was so tired that I missed my footing when I was reaching home. It was a big slip & I’ve got sore palms after the fall ):
I don’t talk much when I’m really tired. I don’t mean to get you worried or to ignore you. I just feel so sapped of energy that I just wanted to shut up. I hope you know it has nothing to do with you.
Silence – a tactic I use when I don’t want to face a situation or pinpoint something. But it makes things difficult for the other party. S/he feels like I’ve shut them out of my life and deny their existence. As if they don’t mean anything to me. *sighs* This accounts for the misunderstanding, I guess.
Some say talk is cheap and I am a true believer of that. However, we don’t live in an island by ourselves. There are people around us that need words -to give them assurance. Did she really hit the nail on the head? Am I growing to be more selfish? Just because I’m strong, I don’t give her the respect she ought to have? *ponders*
It’s surprising to realise I’m not vocal of my feelings at all. When I’m upset, I deny that I am. When I’m angry, I keep silent. When I’m sad, I stay inside my room and listen to music. This is one of the nights I keep to myself and you’ve probably got to climb over the great wall of China before reaching me, before I register what you’re saying, before I’m shaken out of this stupor.
Should I change?
This song captures it all. “




