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Saturday, February 25, 2006

final destination 2.. or was it 3? ahh wadeva... its freaky n grusome(?). shyts. i'm not tinking strght. it shook the shyts out of my brain juices, giving me headaches n nauseousness. ppl who dislikes seeing blood, or blood-filled flesh.. or women exposing their breasts, tink twice abt the movie. n u better be above 18. still trying to recover frm the effects of the movie, my inerts are shivering. brrrr

its already 4.15am n still not slpy. mind's filled wif images of the movie, plus worries of the piano exam n portfolio review subm, both on the same day. piano lesson today was no gd.. found out i'm not prepared at all for the exam, ms boon's not satisfied.. obviously. haven started on my portfolio... n i better be, first thing in the morning later. gonna rush for piano pract at 12.30, n back home again to cont on my portfolio. time waits for no man! hafta get it all right once n for all.

i better get some slp.

Thursday, February 23, 2006

ok.. no more slacking. piano exam's coming tis mon n i haven really gotten serious on the practices. tis aint rite. portfolio's on mon too.. n i haven started a thing on it.. i've not even tink on how i'm gonna compile my work! SHUCKS.

its NOT FAIR! my bro got an ipod nano! he bought it himself tho... but how the hell did he get tt much money?! *jealousy rising*
ahh welll... come to tink of it.. an mp3's not really a necessity for me. tts wad my life's been abt... having only wads necessary n nutting else more. i'm satisfied. yes. self consolation.. haha. at least i have my darling!!! haa. O_0 his pay's gonna rise.. n its quite alot.. i'm gonna make him go shopping wif me!!! *evil laughs*

went to watch a dance performance from Chile at the national lib wif lionel kenneth wai yee ricky and 2 other of ricky's students. was kinda surprised tt the national lib has a theatre n its not really small. cool huh. i'm starting to like the lib more. =) the dance was nice... a lil eery at first, but it got more interesting. so inspired... like how ani other performances got me inspired. i'm juz too inflexible. haiz. i'm miss dancing! be it latin ballroom dancing or contemp dance. legs' itching, body's twitching.. wanna dance!

met up wif baby dear aftwards. were planning to watch a mid nite show but non was available. we were too late. so we walked to marina promenade. nice~~ love u!! =P

soo happpy!! n relieved!! sumthing happened tis morning. not gonna say.. secret. i'm juz soo relieve! =)
muack!

Sunday, February 19, 2006

finally found the time to blog. had been pretty free actually.. i'm juz too lazy or tired to write in an entry. had been out everyday since i was free. great feeling i dare say... to be out and abt, not having to constantly worry abt work. there's still portfolio of coz.... but e voice at the back of my mind is so soft, n my urge for freedom is so much, tt i can easily push it far beyond the limit of "sound". =P

fell sick last wed. thurs was worse. had my day planned out already, to go for class n aft which for sd, but i was sooo sick i headed back home half way to sch. cldnt stop coughing n sniffing. it was so bad the person sitting nxt to me moved a sit away. went to sch on fri tho, had to attend the autocad class or itp will be hell for me. had been posted to an architecture firm near lil india station. eeks...

met up wif baby on fri. sat was facial, piano pract and soka SD anniversary. today was social dance performance near bukit batok. brought the cd case w/o the cd for jive. it was soo embarrassing. we had to blast jane's mp3 n amplify it wif a mike. it was so soft! oweelll... met up wif him aft lunch. acc him to beach rd n all the way to cck. am i nice or wad?! haha.

feeling pretty tired now. but there's still catch me if i can! interesting show.. smart kid...

Sunday, February 12, 2006

tis is gonna be a loooong post. but i juz love tis soo much...

If Only You Could Be Me for a Moment...

Sometimes i wish you could step into my shoes for juz a little while
to think what i tink;
to see what i see;
to feel what i feel;
to understand the confusion;
the fear, the admiration, and
the friendship i feel toward you
all at once

If you were able to live inside my mind, even for a moment,
you wuld see that my world is filled with so many responsibilities,
yet so often my thoughts are of you.
You would see what joy you've brought to my life.
You would see how much it means to me to be able to smile, to laugh, to feel good,
to feel free, like a child
just because of you.

if you had the chance to take the smallest glimpse inside of me,
you would see gratitude and respect
respect not only for what you are making of yourself,
but also for what you are helping me to be.
And you would see how much all of that means to me.

But the thing that would strike you most
If ever you had the chance to be me
would be all the love i feel for you.
And once you had felt it,
you would always remember it,
and you would understand that,
although i am not always able to express it or to explain it depth
or importance to me
it is always there.... inside of me.

~to my baby

Sunday, February 05, 2006

I LOVE YOU. forget wad i said in the last post, pls...

it shook my heart sooo much it weakens it. i juz cld not hold my emotions aft wad he said to me. went to count my ang bao money to keep my mind occupied onli to see how much my dad gave me, which den gave me another blow. a diff emotion tho. it was guilt. it hit me so hard i started crying. my reaction surprised me. wanted myself to stop but it was uncontrollable. the tears kept running, i kept sobbing. the guilt let to another thing, to another, to another. things i've been mentally keeping away frm came flooding in. the tears cont to flow even aft i stopped sobbing. dun take ur parents for granted. they love u more than u tink. its sad no one keeps tis in mind, including me.