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Tuesday, November 30, 2004

if there is one person my life revolves ard
ladies and gentlemen
it will be
ME.

as much as i adore my initerant boyfriend
i must constantly remind myself
that thou shall not forget to love herself
to be a taker you must also be a giver
to be a giver you must also have taken in return

the wise old lady vic told me
never silently sacrifce and expect returns
cos self sacrifice often goes unwarranted and unnoticed
so ultimately we find ourselves at the end of the waaay shorter stick

i wld never advocate agony in silence
moderation my ladies out there
give wad u have to NOT what you want to
cos what you want to give mite just give u back an ungrateful and self absorbed egoistic hitler.
too much indulgence will only make em take their women fer granted
like the cows did already in the first place

sacrifice aint no neccessity.
just like the fine line that lies between self preservation and selfishness.


I don’t know about y’all but I know about us and uh
It’s the only way we know how to rock




the usual suspect said::
11/30/2004 11:30:00 PM :D

Friday, November 26, 2004

ill be damned to say this but i didnt feel that euphoric
unlike everyone else
somebody shoot me.

life is dull as it has always been
all that hype was illusionary
post 24th nov was supposed to be revoluntionary
yea. revoluntionary. not aimless lethargy.

well well my bitch jin is back
thats enough to make my days brighter den ever

im losing my boyfriend even tho its aint jan yet
to warcraft!
O the injustice of it all!
the fact that hes obsessed makes me hate em
hate em hate em hate em.

nevertheless time with the btiches is time well spent
the non existent boyfriend and i came to a compromise
which causes lil pain on both sides
actually only on his side
while he rots in front of his mean machine
(i wld love to smash that shitwreck)
im going shopping with his card in tow

post 24th nov bliss~
now its finally startin to happen.


the usual suspect said::
11/26/2004 02:01:00 PM :D

Saturday, November 13, 2004

2 MORE FUCKING WEEKS!
and itll finally be over
realised the past two yrs was a complete waste of time
did what i didnt have to and worse
i did it my way
the most terrible way

only todae i realised i didnt hafta slog thru the past 2 yrs
half heartedly plus half baked results
wad cld be worse when time was given up and not capitalised
when u ran ard in circles and end up where u haf started
i never felt more foolish

sixteen.
too young to know wad i wanted and how to get it
relieved that the parental unit is supportive in whatever i wanna do
he doesnt forget that its my life afterall
the fossil amazes me when he exercises liberty in the most astonishing fashion
on the most important issues as well
which is really apt
and really cool

am taking a break from the excruciating attempt to cram stuff i shud have known like an exact yr ago
im interrogatin myself on why the fuck did i land myself in this
mourning the loss of my two yrs
the colour of my mood cld not be any darker

pondering. pondering.

jc aint no episode of failure in my yrs of adulthood metamorphism
no doubt an academically fruitless transition
my passport to uni turned invalid
just like that!
eureka girl it aint needed no more.
damn

decisions. decisions.
why do i always arrive at them at the lousiest times?

still...
some of the best episodes of my predictably short life happened rite within the 2 yr span
reminisense can be so sweet
both now and later

+i was in the best class ever.
the environment wont beat st nix where the bitches reign
but my classmates were great.
man i cried buckets on grad day.
nyaa expeditions
netball trainings
some odac activities
enriching experiences i wldnt trade fer anything
somehow it did something to me inside
fer real.

+aftersch chillouts wit my sunshine girl
readin mags
walkin max n rusty da de.vil
tradin thots
quality time spent with my best friend indeed

+met ray =)
so "awwwww" rite?
shant elaborate the obvious.




wasnt sucha waste of time afterall

thank the.man







the usual suspect said::
11/13/2004 10:08:00 PM :D


my world in a paper cup
gracie lou freebush
miss artful dodger
1986
st.nicks/cjc/nus theatre studies
//
Let each man exercise the art he knows.
Aristophanes

eclectic*psychedelic
The drama is not dead but liveth
and contains the germs of better things.
-william archer

all my lovers//haters
bohemian rhapsody
is this the real life?
is this just fantasy?
caught in a landslide
no escape from reality
open your eyes, look up to the skies and see
-queen

Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango!

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