Keeping the dream alive.

They read you Cinderella
You hoped it would come true
That one day your prince charming
Would come rescue you
You like romantic movies
And you never will forget
The way it felt when Romeo kissed Juliet

And all this time that you've been waiting
You don't have to wait no more

(Chorus)
I can love you like that
I would make you my world
Move heaven and earth if you were my girl
I will give you my heart
Be all that you need
Show you you're everything
That's precious to me
If you give me a chance
I can love you like that

I'd love you like that
I could love you like that

I never make a promise
I don't intend to keep
So when I say forever,
Forever's what I mean
Well, I'm no Casanova but
I swear this much is true
I'll be holding nothing back
When it comes to you

You dream of love that's everlasting
Well, baby open up your eyes

I can love you like that
I would make you my world
Move heaven and earth if you were my girl
I will give you my heart
Be all that you need
Show you you're everything
That's precious to me
If you give me a chance
I can love you like that

If you want tenderness,
I've got tenderness
And I see thru to the heart of you
If you want a man, who will understand
You don't have to look very far

I can love you, I can love you, love you

I can love you like that
I would make you my world
Move heaven and earth if you were my girl
I will give you my heart
Be all that you need
Show you you're everything
That's precious to me
If you give me a chance
I can love you like that

A typically love song.
Sappy lyrics..
guaranteed to make a girl swoon if performed by the right guy..
i reckon i would swoon too..
if i didn't catch this line in the song..
I would make you my world
By golly..
i don't want my guy to make me his world.
the center of any Christian's world should be the Creator of the Universe.
And His spot there should never ever change.

See...my theory is..
God doesn't ever change..He has never ever changed before..and He will not ever change now..
unlike humans.
so..that means He's always there.
You know...fixed position.
So..let's say..
Boy A loves Girl B soo sooo soooo much.
that he makes her the center of his world.
in fact..he makes her his world.
but the thing is..
Girl B is constantly changing..
and note that Boy A is always changing too..
so..
wouldn't A be revolving around a center which is always changing too?
so...they'll forever be going in circles...
right?
i rather have my guy fix his center on God..
and i'll try my darnest to fix my center on God too..
then..we'll be revolving around the same center..
which would be so much better..
right?
Note that i'm using the analogy of how the planets revolve around the Sun.
imagine that us as humans are the planets..and God is something like the Sun..
yeah..
so...u go imagine.
i go dinner.

I've got this band thingy with the words..
MAKEPOVERTYHISTORY 2005
i snitched it from the boy the other day..
his teacher gave it to him..
and i took it away.
i really think that this is a worthy cause and everything.
really proud of Bono and the stars for even bothering to help this campaign.
It's my adopted campaign of 2006 if you don't know..

Right. and the whole point of this would be..
Jun is being bombed by weirdly dumb weird people..
Since i've got no idea if the person's male/female..i'm gonna assume it's gender to be an 'it'.
-shrugs-
lemme just cut and paste the posts..

If that's the case right sj, then you should just quit photography. One cam can cost so much, why don't you just donate the $$ to the poor?
And since you cannot imagine celebrating when there are so many people out there who have never known the meaning of celebration, why don't you just don't bathe, don't use the comp, hp, tv, don't sleep on your bed, don't eat good food, don't wear any clothes, becoz there are so many ppl out there who don't know the meaning of such worldly stuffs.
so I expect to see you starving and naked next time right?
'Cause so many ppl out there don't wear clothes, why should you?
so why are you still driving a car?? 'Cause there so SO MANY ppl out there who don't know the meaning of driving one.
have you ever prayed for one of such people u mentioned? its not the material possesions that they may need..some of them may just die..what they need is a God who can help them..not a mortal who worries and blogs..oh well..men sees the outward..but God sees the intentions of the heart.
/edit i HAD to make minor changes to the spellings and stuf..i'm anal about it.

Usually..
i really can't be bothered about this kind of stuff..seriously.
ask shawn.
i'm not even talking to him now.
he's forever giving me stupid crap like this..and tho i started off willing to explain my side of the story..his reasonings became stupider and stupider..and i felt like an idiot for even bothering about him. so i'm ignoring him now. i mean..why bother? it's not as if he's asking because he's honestly puzzled about it..he's just asking these questions to irk me. and i will NOT let him get to me. Not worth my time and effort.
I can be bimbotic at times and act really blur..but i can do the whole chim talk and everything if i'm interested in the topic at hand, or if i feel that you're really serious about having this discussion..besides, it doesn't hurt to take a look at the other side of the coin.

Anyway...back to the point.
As i was saying..Jun got 'bombed'.
and i think he's perfectly capable to fend for himself..
but..
it's thinking is really REALLY screwed la..
i mean..look..
i didn't ask to be in a better off family.
i'm serious.
i didn't ask God to give me a rich family.
It just happens..
and the only thing i can do is to remember the needy..
to give them a hand whenever i can..

it's like...
Do you have to BE a needy to help the needy?
I don't think so.

Let's get back to the 'Making poverty History' campaign.
Does it mean that i should starve myself to help the Africans?
I don't think so.

Do i have to at the beaches of Thailand to sympathize them?
I don't think so.

Do i have to be part of a genocide, to experience it, to know that it is wrong?
I don't think so.

And that is but a small part of the endless examples i can come up with..
Regarding the deal with starving people in third world nations..
What they don't need is an entire world of starving people.
Imagine this.
Let's say..the entire US of A supports this campaign..
and with that piece of screwed up logic..
the entire population in the US of A decides to starve.
the elderly, the young, the able-bodied, the disabled..EVERYBODY.
SO..
World Vision would end up with not only the starving people of the third world nations.
but an entire country of idiots who have the means to eat and yet choose to starve.
Right.
You get the idea.
I would say that..if you decide to eat some posh nosh at some fancy restaurant, and choose to go to a cheaper eatery and donate the excess money saved to the campaign..that would be enough.
It may not be a huge sacrifice, but a sacrifice nonetheless.
To remember the needy.

To get functioning threads instead of pricey ones because of the label at the back of the shirt. and to do something worthwhile with the money saved.
To remember the needy.

And to shoot back at the point about not driving a car because there are so many others who haven't driven one yet?
FYI, there are better-off kids who do not know how to drive a car.
Is driving a car a priority in life?
Is it a must to know how to drive a car?
I would have thought that having enough money to feed your family for the 3 meals in the day would be a priority.
that having enough money to pay the bills..the water, electricity and gas. Not the internet broadband subscription.
If you really think that driving a car is a priority in life..and that the needy will benefit if i do not drive a car..then so be it.
I will not die without a car.
I do public transport very well.
Being able to drive and to have a car to drive is a bonus.
I do not expect it, but neither will i turn down the offer to use the car..
If the question was about me WANTING a car at my age..i'm here for you to rant at.
I don't see a need to have a car now.
I can commute to school and back fairly easily..with the occasional dash for the bus.
I can find my way around Singapore with the transport system.
I can't afford to pay for gas for the car, nor the parking fees, nor maintanence and such.
So shoot me if i seriously say that i want to buy a car when i'm still schooling.
Shoot me.
However, certain times i do jest about owning a vehicle..esp the Kangoo.
but..as i've said..it's a dream..a wish..
-shrugs-
i'm not ready for my own vehicle yet.
so for the moment i'll make do with the family-mobile.

anyway..i digress..
where were we..
In short..
I would be touched by a $5 donation by a man who has to feed his family and only earns $50 a week, as compared to a CEO of a MNC who earns big bucks..
Look at the parable of the woman with two coins.
because cliche as it is..it's the heart that matters.
the amount donated is not as important as the heart behind it.
To donate to get your name up the 'Hall of Fame' is pathetic.
To donate to help the needy..that is cool.
You don't need to be recognized for your donations.
I believe that it should be anonymous.
My God is not one who looks at spreadsheets and graphs.
He looks at the heart.

Can you picture God in His 'office' going through spreadsheets and blacklisting people who donate <$5 each week?
I can't.

Can you picture Him blessing only the donors of >$100 each week?
I can't.

Can you picture Him accepting monetary donations from evil, horrible people and blessing them for it?
I can't.

If my Daddy King was like that..why..i wouldn't be going to church at all.
All i had to do to guarantee entrance to heaven would be to swindle money from people and donate it to the church..
and make sure they have a 'big ass' Hall of Fame with my name engraved on it...IN GOLD LETTERINGS.
pffttt.

Anyway..i seem to have digress a bit.
I don't see the logic in "why don't you just don't bathe, don't use the comp, hp, tv, don't sleep on your bed, don't eat good food, don't wear any clothes, becoz there are so many ppl out there who don't know the meaning of such worldly stuffs."
pure stupidity la.

And..
i don't see anything wrong in indulging once in a while..
i can see myself forking out money to buy cameras etc. which is what i'm currently planning to do..
who are you to tell me how to spend my money?
it's my money mine you..
I don't believe telling people..
"Eh...don't buy this blah blah blah thing..buy for what? -nags- Donate to the uncle by the street better la.."
then the whole purpose of donating is wrong.
It has to come from within..
I have to WANT to donate..
and not do it out of peer pressure..pressure from the society..
We can't conform to the society..because in some way..society's screwed too.
The only being that we should conform to would be God.
:)

The extra money i have..i don't have to donate it.
It's not compulsory to do it.
I do it to remember the needy.

By needy, i do not mean jobless, able-bodied people who camp around with some instrument hoping for donations.
I may be better off..but don't treat me as an idiot.
Do not try to fleece me.
This category of 'needy' is similar to the category of 'poor' people who spend their cash on cosmetics, pricey threads, expensive concert tickets, high end electronic gadgets.
You're not really needy or poor.
You just need to help yourself.
Find a job.
Start saving.
Prioritze things you NEED and things you WANT.
Remember that you can't always have what you WANT.
an LV bag is not a NEED.

I'm sleepy now.
Rant's over.

Got this from Ailing's blog....great stuff

i believe that's the message of today's xlinks..
sang an old hymm too...hymm number 257 i think...really forgot the number..
anyway...i'm not in the usual ol' state of bubbly me today...
thinking of tons of stuff...
yar..
after ministry..
questions Pastor Steven asked was..
Who are you?
for my case..let's start with...
1. An Applied Chemistry Undergraduate
2. An Applied Chemistry Undergraduate in NUS
3. A girl
4. A daughter
5. A friend
6. A cousin
7. A Christian
8. A Child Of God

guess what....whoever you are...as long as you're a Christian...you're a Child of God...there's no running away from that title.and ultimately...that's WHO you are...
and since you're a Child of God, it only seems right to set Jesus Christ as the benchmark in your life.
at the end of the day, the only question is..When He decides to take something precious away from you, for His good purposes, will you still be able to praise Him, able to worship Him, able to tell Him that only He shall take the highest honour?
This is a good question. Everyone knows that the correct answer should be, 'YES.' like this joke that Pastor shared which happened in a Sunday School.
The Sunday School Teacher was asking the kids this question.
'Can anyone tell me what is grey, climbs a tree, is furry, and eats nuts?'
A boy raised his hand and said,'I know the answer must be Jesus. But it sure sounds like a squirrel to me.'

anyway, that isn't really the biggest problem i face now...the question now is...which of my possessions are considered as my most precious...i have no idea. To me, everything is of equal importance, of equal magnitude..there may be some being more important to me than others..but i can't really put a finger to it. so far, i'm guessing health.

But then again, if the Lord can bless you with gifts, surely He can take them away. It's logical..considering the fact that He was the One that made you...He's your creator...He's able to give you gifts when He deems fit..and vice versa...
Nothing strange about this, adding the fact that He DIED for you...if He's willing to make such a sacrifice for you...why not you to Him..granted it may seem hard at first to accept the fact that something/someone who is dear to you being taken away from your life..but..it's a matter of your faith in the Lord, and your personal conviction...i guess..

Being a Child of God doesn't means that..
you're promised a life that's smooth sailing..
the gifts that you're blessed with will not be taken away someday..
you can sin even though you know that you're doing something sinful...
you will never be thrown in the face of temptation..
you won't ever have situations where you feel as if the Lord isn't there..

instead,Being a Child of God means that..
you're promised eternal life, and that He will always be there with you every single step you take...
the gifts that He takes away is for your good, and the gifts you'll recieve when you finally meet the Big Guy will be far greater than those He has taken away..
and that during the period of misery you might feel, you know that He is with you..
you're forgiven of your sins when you confess them all to Him..
but you cannot and must not take His grace for granted..
in the face of temptation, He has made a way out..
it's a matter of you finding that door out of temptation..
when you think that He isn't there, He's already by your side.

think about this.

/this is so exciting..it's the new year..and i remembered writing such a post..but i was too lazy to dig for it in blogger. so..i went to copy and paste from jun's blog..who once took it from my blog..so..it's a cycle in it's way i supposed..

Cafe Boheme rocks.
but my daddy doesn't really like it..cuz there's vodka.
but me thinks this is good.
Altho Sheridan's is better..
ahh..
but Cafe Boheme is smoother tho..
ah wells..
Cream liquer rocks.
oh.
Sheridan's bottle is cooler.
so yay to Sheridan.

Mentioned to agnes and nick last night that i wanted to play mahjong..
that my hands were itchy..
and well..nick only plays when there's cash involved.
:(
besides..
i was lacking mahjong tiles, mahjong table, and 3 other players.
so basically..
i have nothing.
except me.
:)))

went for the first round of visiting today..
the elders...aka..grandparents or granduncles etc.
and..
we found a mahjong table and mahjong tiles at one of the places!
and with all my cousins around..
we had more than enough players..
some of them had to play dai dee instead.
:))
my extended cousin is the adorable-st primary 1 boy ever.
he's soo cute.
he's even better at the self-entertainment thingy than me..
and i really thought that i was good..
he has an agreement with his granddad, my granduncle..
and he has to have instant noodles every monday and friday for lunch.
and it's has got to be a particular brand..abalone flavour.
because my granduncle cooks lunches for him..so from tues-thurs..
they'll have sandwiches etc..and he doesn't like rice, meat, fish, etc.
man...he's fussy.
and apparently..
his recesses in school only consists of 2 types..
he'll alternate between these 2 types of food..
the fishball noodles...because he loves noodles..
and..
roti prata.
that's all he'll eat..
man..
i can't wait to see if he's sick of them by the end of the year..
:))
oh..did i mentioned that he has 3 girlfriends?
'Jared, how many girlfriends do you have now?'
'Erm...-counts fingers- Threee..'
'What happened to Yuna?'
'Oh...cancelled already..'

O__O
little flirt.
little squirt.
little bloop who loves playing around with my mahjong tiles..
haha..
he's sooo adorable.
round round..
and he speaks with an accent!
which we found it to be soo weird..since his parents speak perfectly without one..and his grandparents were auch without accent..
:))

from paul's blog..

So you think someone's out to get you. Somehow, some way, someone's laughing at you. The whole world is against you. Like everything's going wrong. Maybe it's because you're a midget. Maybe it's because you're black. Or maybe you're just plain you. So things screw up. It rains on the day you arranged a picnic. You got cut while you were shaving. Computer crashes. Paper cut. Car accident. Period on your day at the beach(or maybe just some overrated girl excuse not to get wet). You name it, there are a countless number of unexpected things that could happen. But as Tyler Durden put it, "Could be worse. A woman could cut off your penis while you're asleep and toss it out the window of a moving car." Then again there would be the question of the woman having the knife, you falling asleep and also meeting with the woman in the first place. But those details are for another time and another place. Now it's time for you to tell your atheist friends to shove their "we're alone" junk. There're bigger powers out there. Bigger powers that even warrant the need for questions like whether "there is a God" in the first place. And those powers are out to get people like you and me. So maybe there's evidence that things just "happen". Freak forecasting. Protruding skin. Not enough RAM. CARELESSNESS. The like. Well, those things were set up too. Pretty darn perfect. Well we could spend all day wondering if it would rain. Take extra extra care in front of the mirror with the razor in your hand. Get the biggest baddest Mac money can buy. But the power's got that covered. You'd just go crazy.

HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR EVERYONE!
GONG HEI FAT CHOY!

i'm quite irritated now..
i can hear the firewerks..but i can't seem to see them..
darn.

my mummy was commenting..
'why last time can see firewerks..you don't want to see..today..can't see..u look all over the place?'

see...that's the thing..
it's this thing about having to have unattainable stuff.

*update...smelly cat says the firewerks are coming from chinatown..and i have no idea how he saw them..since he's staying so far away...
but there's a HDB flat blocking my view! and it's DEWEN'S BLOCK LAR!!! the toot boy's flat block me!!! sien... i'm gonna kick him when i see him..*
/grumbles

oh..the thing about chinese new year is that..
i get to eat mandarin oranges..
i love them..
SOO SOOO much..
if they were able to use mandarin oranges to make wine instead of grapes..
i promise to drink a bottle each day.
and mandarin oranges will be officially my favourite fruit..instead of seedless green grapes..
durians cannot lar...heaty..
:)

tried the sheridan's coffee liquer today..and it was good.
i felt that it's better than the Amarula Wild Fruit Cream..which i thought was good.
let's say..
i drank Baileys..i fell in love with it..
I tried the Amarula..i fell out of love with Baileys and in love with it..
I drank the Sheridan...i fell out of love with the Amarula and in love with it..
see..
it's Sheridan > Amarula > Baileys
and they're all of the same type..
just that the Amarula is smoother than Baileys..
and the Sheridan has coffee in it..
my cousin begs to differ tho..because she doesn't like the coffee taste in the Sheridan..
so it's Amarula > Sheridan > Baileys for her..
:)))

helped my mummy do the ang pows..
so much money..
so shiok.
:)))

ladeeda.

I've got a vintage camera!!
ha..
semi-vintage at least.
and it's a Nikon!!
:))
it's my daddy's..
haha...and the first camera i've ever laid my pudgy paws on..
and now it's officially mine AGAIN.

Isn't it strange how things you once deem as 'uncool' or 'old' or 'ugly' seems to redeem themselves after some time..
the thing is that..i wanted to find this camera so badly because it's OLD and UNCOOL...just that instead of old and uncool..it's now called 'vintage' and 'old school'
man..
we, humans are super fickle creatures.
I still remember the day when i was in primary school when i refused to bring this ugly, old, heavy camera to a school excursion..instead, i chose the other better looking olympus camera..which has zoom functions..
man..
and a couple of years later...i decided that the olympus camera was for wimps..and i wanted an SLR..which i have not bought to date..
and following that...i decided to go digital..
and bought my first digital camera..a nikon..
and now...though my fingers remain trigger-happy..
I'm a little bored of it..
because it's not challenging enough..
all the thinking that i'm doing is basically how to frame the shot.
everything else is fine..
my pictures will turn out fine 80% of the time at good lighting conditions..and slightly artistic in horrible lighting conditions.
-shrugs-

now..i need to go back to the basics..
my basics ain't really strong..
my SLR skills need plenty of work..
and i think that the excitment of developing a roll of film with no idea what you're gonna get when they're done.
i think i need that excitment..
i think i'm ready to take that step backwards.
i'm going back in time.
my first nikon.
i'm here darling!

Picture we took at the Mingdao's Hat Party!
pretty pretty!
We missed you Agnes and Sharon!!
:)))

Bored with all that spare cash lying around, empty your wallets.

I'm trying to get my younger brother to buy a lomo camera for me.
:))
fine.
i know i once said that it's useless.
so..
i'm eating my words.
i've been eating most of my words these days anyway.

i'm puking blood now.
Puking i tell you.
Puking.

I NEED A HASSELBLAD
NEED.
not WANT.

and i'm looking at ancient cameras.

i want ancient stuff..

might need people in uk or wherever else to help me keep a lookout..

cuz the company's stopped production like in the 70's?

so like the only chance i'll get my grubby paws on the camera is if they're sitting around in a pawnshop..waiting to be bought.

I NEED IT. NEED IT. NEED.

You know how i always said that the next camera that i'll buy would be a DSLR?
Well..
i don't think that's going to work out that way..
i'm looking at a couple of cameras at the moment.
completely frivolous cameras such as the polaroid, and lomo..
and some other SLRs..
:)
but..the lomo looks really really good.
really really good.
popped by at kino to take a look at it..
and i'm tempted.
the cheapest is only 70+bucks if i didn't remember it wrongly.
:))))

damm..
i'm going back to film cameras.

I just reminded about this huge huge HUGE step of faith i took 2 years back...
hmm..prolly around february, march period..
when i first started in fmc..
:)
told my mum that i'm going to be attending church, crosslink, every saturday.
and the thing is..
my mum started off very anti-me being a christian..
but now she's much better.
:)
anyway..the thing was..
my mum wanted to know what church i was attending..
where was it at..
etc.
but i just kinda got out of my super backsliding period..
and i really didn't have any idea what kind of church FMC was..
i mean..besides the fact that Jun and Jing goes there..
then, i only knew the major churches like CHC, FCBC etc.
and my experience there was ok...but i think i'm not really suited there..
-shrugs-
anyway..the deal with my mum was that..
if she ever found anything that she didn't like about FMC,
i'll have to get my ass out.
without whining or arguements or anything...and she prolly won't let me go any other church for quite sometime after..
so..
basically, i had to guarantee that FMC was squeaky clean...and very very very good.
and...it's soo hard lar...
it's like this total horrible decision thingy..
where i have no idea if there's a plank of wood to support me if i choose to take that step forward..or will i plunge into darkness..
i mean...look at chc, fcbc...they aren't exactly without negative comments..
so how am i supposed to know anything about this small church next to muthu's curry?
and i was like...
fine..
if you find anything horribly bad about fmc..let me know...i'll leave..

and then..
i prayed.
man...i did i pray..
for fmc to live up to my mum's expectations..
you know when you disapprove of something..
expectations of it will just seem to rise a notch or two..
so that the chances of it not reaching your expectations will be higher..and then we can feel this satisfaction when we declare that it's not up to our standards etc.
so..
my mum went to ask around and stuff..
and fmc is all good.
as in...there weren't any horrible stuff being said about it..
:))))))
but then again...it might be because of it's small size la..
i don't know..
but yay!
till today...
fmc's good.
haha..
2 years and counting.
:)
and..my mum's better at letting me go to church for service and yf.
:))))
so..yay..
i have no idea what's the whole point of this rant..
but...the thought just struck me..
and
-shrugs-
:)

-frowns-
been making notes and such from this polymer textbook that i'm prolly adopting for the semester.
and..
my lecture notes are exactly the same as it!
maybe from some sentences being cut off and stuff..
everything else is the same!
the sentence structure's the same.
the words' are the same.
Heck.
the entire thing is the same.
sighs.

oh well.

now..i'm off to read the textbooks that i've photocopied.
:)
i need to nerd.
been running around for the past 2 days.
need to nerd.

today was very interesting.
now i know how international spies lead their lives.
double lives are so tiring.
where's my doppelganger.
i need her now.

then..
we went out today...her, him and me.
met her first to grab lunch to go..
bought some noodles thingy and sushi and camped out by the fountain to eat and talk and plan.
walked around abit.
he was late.
an hour late.
horrible boy.
we walked.
she teased.
i was paiseh-ed.
he was in a 'whatever' state of mind.
-shrugs-

decided to catch a flick.
legs were hurting.
butts were aching.
soles needed resting.
Cheaper by the Dozen 2.

He bumped into friends along the way.
She bumped into friends along the way.
I bumped into 2 friends along the way.
Where are you guys anyway?
sigh.

We went pepperlunch for dinner.
Sizzle fizzle burn.
Was fun.
Really.

Went shopping somemore.
Left him with his friends.

Went bra shopping with her.
damm.
they're bigger.
sigh.
he says,'Big then big la..what's so bad about big?'
guys.

and ah kong says about the entire saga.
"Wah lau..how old already..still play this sort of prank.."
and when asking if she's weird..he says..
"you're weird too man.."
so brave is my ah kong.
-shakes head-
i really do give him alot of face.
he gets away saying stuff that no one else can get away with unscathed.

Your #1 Match: INFJ

The Protector You live your life with integrity, originality, vision, and creativity.Independent and stubborn, you rarely stray from your vision - no matter what it is.You are an excellent listener, with almost infinite patience.You have complex, deep feelings, and you take great care to express them. You would make a great photographer, alternative medicine guru, or teacher.

Your #2 Match: INFP

The Idealist You are creative with a great imagination, living in your own inner world.Open minded and accepting, you strive for harmony in your important relationships.It takes a long time for people to get to know you. You are hesitant to let people get close.But once you care for someone, you do everything you can to help them grow and develop. You would make an excellent writer, psychologist, or artist.

Your #3 Match: ISFJ

The Nurturer You have a strong need to belong, and you very loyal.A good listener, you excell at helping others in practical ways.In your spare time, you enjoy engaging your senses through art, cooking, and music.You find it easy to be devoted to one person, who you do special things for. You would make a good interior designer, chef, or child psychologist.

Your #4 Match: ISFP

The Artist You are a gifted artist or musician (though your talents may be dormant right now).You enjoy spending your free time in nature, and you are good with animals and children.Simply put, you enjoy bueaty in all its forms and live for the simple pleasures in life.Gentle, sensitive, and compassionate - you are good at recognizing people's unspoken needs. You would make a good veterinarian, pediatrician, or composer.

Your #5 Match: ENFJ

The Giver You strive to maintain harmony in relationships, and usually succeed.Articulate and enthusiastic, you are good at making personal connections.Sometimes you idealize relationships too much - and end up being let down.You find the most energy and comfort in social situations ... where you shine. You would make a good writer, human resources director, or psychologist.

I recover from shock real easy.
because now i'm actually laughing about it.
not traumatized no more.
and heh.
yeah.
i rock.
knowing this certainly makes things interesting...
hmm.
need beauty sleep.
wala's tomorrow tonight.

there were fireworks over at the harbourfront area just now.
kinda pretty.
no idea what's the occasion tho.
and i'm doomed lar..
james is too smart.
ahh.
die.

short life flowers that brightly burn
beauty that almost last as long as forever..
as long as never before
fleeting beauty can never be everlasting...
only if one has fast fingers to capture them on camera..
but that cannot replace the joy and happiness one sees it for himself...
pictures never lasting.. disappearing illusion of imagination, feels like a dream.

-by brandon and me-
:))
wheee best friend...

Spent the morning doing theory homework for tonight's class.
Dropped by at Wheelock to enquire about some crumpler stuff.
They weren't opened.
So i ended up browsing books and stuff and Borders.
I can so imagine myself camping out there.
Surrounded with books and a trusty torchlight or something.
Whoot.
My World.

Went around to L'occitane en Provence got 40bucks worth of vouchers for a friend.
Walked around abit more.
Went down to Raffles Place for lunch.
Met a friend.
It was good.
Walked her back to work.
Strolled along Fullerton.
Saw the Esplanade and thought about you.
That brought a smile to my face.
Ran after the bus and stuck my face in a book throughout the journey back.

Opened my mailbox.
Saw 1 Spam mail.
Went to the Trash folder to take a look.
Saw your name on it.
Was shocked.
Why are you in the trash?
I dunno.
Brought you back into the inbox.
Read the mail.
It was hilarous.
Made me laugh out loud.
You're funny.
In your own way.

Ben & Jerry's Chocolate Fudge Brownie Ice Cream at 10 in the night.
A bucket of dry ice with some water nearby.
Polymer textbook and notes and notebook paper in front of me.
Pure indulgence.
all we lack is some nice music which can be solved real easy.
ilu.

I still believe in you after all these years..and i hope to do so for many more years.
I still think that I'm right most of the time and you're not.
I still think that the stars in the sky are the prettiest things you can ever see..followed by sunsets, dawn, the sea etc.
I still love sea breeze.
I still want to buy a farm in Oz/NZ.
I still have not painted my blank canvas.
I still need to finish reading my notes.
I still need to figure out this report that i'm supposed to be writing.
I still need to lose weight.
I still need to get rid of that one pimple.
I still need to plan a photoshoot with me and my camera and someplace in singapore.
I still need to give JB his wine before it turns into vinegar.
I still want to travel more, live the life.
I still want to bury myself under books books and more glorious books.
I still want to reconnect back with friends that i've somewhat lost the connection with during my internship.
I still remember you.
I still think you're funny.
I still trust you.
I still remember the meiji lemon tablets and cadbury's peppermint chocolate and kitkat chunky that you bought for me just because i was dying in maths class.
I still remember how you taught me to play with fire using an aerosol can..it was someone's deodorant i think.
I still remember with grossly fond memories how you could burp and fart at will, at the same time.
I still remember singing stupid songs with you.
I still love children songs.
I still love dancing around when i think no one's watching.
I still love sitting in the still just talking to you.
I still enjoy the nighttime conversations that i have with you.
I still enjoy making funny faces at myself in the mirror.
I still want to win you at solitaire showdown.
I still want to continuously spoil your perfect streak in minesweeper flags.
I still dare to stick my tongue out at you.
I still feel that you aren't giving yourself enough credit for the things that you do.
I still need to tame my flyaway hair.
I still search for the perfect four leaf clover.
I still love entertaining myself with everyday mundane stuff..like dry ice.
I still dream of Ben&Jerry's and waking up opening my freezer and see them staring back at me..and i'm living that dream now! a freezer full of B&J's!! :))
I still like daydreaming.
I still talk to myself sometimes while walking along paths.
I still love the colourful lights on christmas trees.
I still love bumming in bed with a hot chocolate with a good book in cold weather.
I still love the lollipops that we used to buy for each other in school.
I still reread the postcards and notes that we used to 'post' in each other's lockers.
I still don't believe that i speak chinese with a slang..i need to embrace the chinese in me.
I still think that i sometimes see things with eyes of a child.
I still think that that's the reason why i love looking at photos of the London Eye.
I still think of you sometimes.
I still feel that you're the weirdest monkey i've ever known.
I still hug the monkey you gave me to bed every night.
I still can talk for hours without stopping about everything and anything.
I still can talk your ear off.
I still talk to you sometimes before i sleep..and i think you answered me.
I still think that you are a horribly bad liar..but good try.
I still laugh at your lame jokes.
I still want you both to shake hands and be friends...again.
I still want to draw turtles and smiley faces on your hand.
I still remember the first plane trip i took all by myself..without anyone familiar..and i was all 19yrs old.
I still love jazz.
I still draw doodles in my notebook.
I still find the chawanmushi craving you have everytime you're back funny.
I still eat ice cream and chocolates with a sore throat.
I still like hugs.
I still think i have nice Nice NICE friends. Sweeeet.
I still refuse to believe that i look like a 17yr old kid.
I still clap my hands when i'm happy, excited or just plain high. and i wave goodbye everytime i end a phonecall.
I still eat my sushi from inside out..same goes for eggtarts.
I still think that a person can be surrounded by familiar faces and yet feel lonely.
I still want to make you smile..and laugh..and start singing.
I still try to pay attention during class even if they're very boring..and i'll start hearing my solitaire game calling out to me.
I still think that orange and blue is a nice colour combination.
I still like green, because it reminds me of you.
I still wish that singapore had wombats.
I still want World Peace..cliche as it sounds.
I still love walking along the Singapore River..as short as it is.
I still love wandering around flea markets.
I still love you.
I still want to learn to love you.
I still need you.
I still need to be with you.
I still.

hahaha!
smelly cat's sooo funny!
everytime i talk to him, i end up laughing at our crappiness.
he can continue whatever crap topic with me without even a pause.
:))
and he's using his pri sch yrbk photo as his msn pic..which yours truly went to dig and adobed for him. :)
he looked sooo cute then..with his toothy grin..ahhh..
cute little boys..
:))

J: Boo smelly cat with the cute toothy grin! Wassup!
SC: hmm..the sky?
J: oh...i didn't know u were camping outdoors
J: it's supposed to be the ceiling lar! you toot!
SC: haha..can be up 45deg also ma..i'm sitting by the window
J: oh...valid point..
SC: SC 1-0 J
J: -emoticon of dancing cow-
J: but i have a cute dancing cow..so the score should be 1-1
J: YAY!!!
SC: WHAT? whatever la.
J: You're a guy..cannot give in issit? sighh
SC: nice one..
SC: SC 1- 2 J
J: hahaha! YAY!!
SC: by a stroke of luck..you won..congrats..
J: haha! you're learning! so i give you 1 point!
SC: 2-2!!!!
J: Yay!!

right!!
yay!! so nice primary school friend..

'Girl, I think you're very jovial, so cute. blah blah..It's kinda fate you ended up in our threesome group'
haha
that's wad my new lab mate sent me in an sms...after i influenced her to buy poppadums!
cuz that was what i had for lunch!
:)))
my lab group is really nice and funny..
i like!
soooo cute.
we're like so talkative and funny and rubbish-y
and yay!!
i like! :))))
haha...so funny how a simple sms makes your day seem brighter!
:)

shhhhh.

-beams-

and mingdao's party last night totally rocked!
i was high throughout the entire day!
from the start of my lab to the end!
and it wasn't even interesting! :))))))

excerpt of from this book i'm reading at the moment..
"Simple things. We want to be able to appreciate a beautiful day. We long for that pulse-pounding joy of looking across a room and seeing our friends. We want to capture some of that childlike wonder where the world is a mystery, and every time we step out of the door, there's an adventure just waiting around the corner."

- Simple Things, Jim Brickman.-

We are born one fine day
Children of God on our way
Mama smiles daddy cries
Miracle before their eyes
They protect us til’ we’re of age
Through it all love remains

Boy moves and takes a bride
She stands faithful by his side
Tears and sweat they build a home
Raise a family of their own
They share joy they share pain
Through it all love remains

Kingdoms come and go they don’t last
Before you know the future is the past
In spite if what’s been lost
What’s been gained we are
Living proof love remains

I don’t know baby what I’d do
On this earth without you
We all live we all die
But the end is not goodbye
Seasons come, and seasons change
But through it all, love remains.

An eternal burning flame,
Hope lives on, and love remains.

Absolutely wonderful day.
Woke up late.
Read up on some stuff about the last environmental chemistry lecture.
Copied some notes.
Chatted to shifu about Blink, The art of happiness, oh..and spas.
:)
got out of the house late..caught the bus to bugis.
found my way along the winding lanes of bugis street to find the elusive food court at which shifu was having his lunch at..
it was nice meeting him again..
:)
stood there chatting with him for sometime..while his collegues sat at the table..
how come all females ar?
hmm..
interesting.

went over to bugis junction to meet jing and jun for LUNCH!
we were there for quite a while.
bummed around.
talked about stuff.
and i'm not the ONLY one who fell for the stupid prank.
-bleargh-
see!
but then again.
it might be that my acting skills are too good..
hence he fell for it..
and not because of the lousy storyline.
-bleargh-

went window shopping at the street..
only to find it so utterly boring.
there wasn't the usual hustle and bustle..
and that made it weird.
too tame.

went exploring.
walked around the CNY stalls looking at pretty colourful flowers!
and then saw a guanyin temple.
that didn't really look too photoworthy..too little people.
and an indian temple..which looked quite photoworthy..colourful statues and stuff.
but we didn't dare to enter.
and..jing asked me to tell her about the qu'ran.
cuz..for a moment..she forgot that the qu'ran is like for Muslims..
sigh.
that girl is..sigh.
words fail to express the full extent of my feelings.

then.
we went to some art gallery.
which was TOTALLY abstract.
i didn't understand any of the paintings..except one.
which was pretty straightforward.
so.
interesting.
then we went to play on some swing for a while.
and walked to the national library!
it's sooooo coool.
soooo big..
the toilets are nice!
:))
and.
i borrowed books!
ladeeda.
have this innate urge to borrow books whenever i'm at a library.
can't help it.

and we WALKED to cityhall.
so amazing.
we actually walked from bugis to cityhall!

and we had brownies and walked around somemore.
found an eggshaped chair thingy at lifestory which is absolutely cool and comfy.
pwoah.
2200 bucks.
i would if i can ever bear to part with 2 mths of my internship pay for a chair..which seats only 1.
O___o
rights.
and now.
i need to copy my lecture notes.

Switched my modules around.
Dropped this. Picked that.
Currently love the configuration.
:)
2 of my molecules modules actually complement each other.
Sweet.
the current laboratory experiment that i'm doing is horrible.
it's toooooo toooo dry.
i stare at the computer the whole 7hrs and click my mouse buttons everywhere.
plus.
it's super inefficient, because..there's only 1 computer..so it's like 3 of us..staring at 1 screen.
which is bad and slow.
when we could speed things up if we had 3 of us and 3 screens.
and so.
it's boring.
but we're progressing relatively fast tho..
by the end of day 1..we're halfway through day 2's work.
-beams-
my new lab mates are nice too.
there's this girl who's really really good with makeup.
pro-ness.
the lab starts at 10..
and i reckon she was at school since 9 for her other lab session..
so..she has makeup at 9am!
GOSH.
i have problems opening my eyes at that time.
eyes too small lar..
the intermolecular forces are too strong..plus there's hydrogen bonding..and mainly the primary covalent bonds blah blah.
time to study.
:)

Decided that the Japanese prof for my 4-6 module is tooo tooo boring..
plus i've got no idea what he's saying.
which..hence forseeing disaster in april..
i decided to drop this module.
and take up a WoooT module at 8-10am
O___o
well..technically..it's only 2hours earlier from when i usually wake up..
today took me an 1hr to get from bed to lec.
30mins to grab breakky and shower and run around searching for my housekeys.
30mins to wait for the bus and slowly walk and search for the right room to enter.

so..
if everything goes right..
and i really really want everything to go right..
my classes will be from 8-4!
so nice.
no need to hustle for seats on the bus.
niceee.
and i can get home to read my lab manual to prepare for the expt the next day.
Geek is me.
:))

Brought the Kinder Surprise Eggs to school today.
One for mirror..One for me.
:))

Met twin for lunch.
Saw the david guy at the bus stop.
i <3333 his new hairstyle.
nice.
it's longish..and he tied it into a ponytail thingy.
:)))

random conversation
Me: Mummy..Aunty J is not nice. -whines-
Mum: Why?
Me: The grapes she gave have seeds! -whines-
Mum walks away.

Blargh.

and Crumpler bags make so much noise.
the velcro is tooooo power man...too power..
mirror and i decided to just leave our bags open until class ends.
yay.
and that's the 2nd day of school.
1st day of lectures.
woohoo.

"nonsense loh..yours is self-created trouble.."

bladderdash.

i don't create trouble for myself..

-pouts-

in other news..

I'm a Monday Child.

:)

Monday's Child is fair of face.

Your beauty shines from the inside out
Your smile makes everyone happier..

-beams

I've got myself a thick and lovely lab manual.
and due to screwups in the lab.
i've got myself NEW GROUPMATES.
people that i didn't plan to form a group with.
in short..
the day was a little screwed up la.
but i'm fine now.
the girls are nice..at least from what little contact i had with them.
and i'm sure i'll be able to blend in..
i always do.
it's like this special skill i have.
-sigh-

might just end up carrying my lab manual and camera and venture into the ulu-ness of mohd sultan to take more photos and to bum and read stuff.
really should do that.
we'll see what the weatherman says tomorrow.

mirror bought me stuff from taiwan..
plus pistacho chocolates..
cuz i'm her kai xin guo!
:)
so sweet.
heh.
plusss..
we planned to wear the same shirt to school today!
so exciting.
and..
what we didn't plan was to carry the same bag as well!
She has the same identical crumpler as me!
Same colour and design!
and we didn't buy it ourselves!
Hers was given by her brother's gf..and mine's by my company.
WOOHOO.
we're cute.
:))

next.
i'm off to rule the land of remote controls.
teevee surfing.
:)

The BBC's list of 50 things to eat before you die
so, italicising what I haven't had,
it looks like 42 down, 8 to go...
1 Fresh fish
2 Lobster
3 Steak
4 Thai food
5 Chinese food
6 Ice cream
7 Pizza
8 Crab
9 Curry
10 Prawns
11 Moreton Bay Bugs
12 Clam chowder
13 Barbecues
14 Pancakes
15 Pasta
16 Mussels
17 Cheesecake
18 Lamb
19 Cream tea
20 Alligator
21 Oysters
22 Kangaroo
23 Chocolate
24 Sandwiches
25 Greek food
26 Burgers
27 Mexican food
28 Squid
29 American diner breakfast
30 Salmon
31 Venison
32 Guinea pig
33 Shark - hmm..does the fins count?
34 Sushi
35 Paella
36 Barramundi
37 Reindeer
38 Kebab
39 Scallops
40 Australian meat pie
41 Mango
42 Durian fruit
43 Octopus
44 Ribs
45 Roast beef
46 Tapas
47 Jerk chicken/pork
48 Haggis
49 Caviar
50 Cornish pasty

the worst thing to do is to say 'bo liao' to someone who thinks that she's doing something nice.
bah.
feel like shiet now.

"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your french fries without making them give you any of theirs."

I promise to let you have my french fries when we next go out.
:)

figured I haven't been saying this 3 words much this year.
so. I LOVE YOU.

In this new year,
I've got new causes and everything.
there's
The One Campaign, which aims to eliminate AIDS and poverty in the world.
World Vision, which aims to help transform the lives of the world's poorest children and families.
and the Change Me Project, a photography project of some sorts which donates $10 for each submission to the One Campaign.

It's time to start giving and serving instead of just sitting around recieving and taking.

It's not right that there should be people starving and dying for hunger when food is wasted almost everywhere else.
It's not right to be denied of the simple pleasures of food.
and..
imagine being denied the chance of having a regular life.
being normal, like every other kid in the world.
and Aids does that you know..
it strips you, leaving you with little or no hope for a regular life.
especially so if you're poor in a 3rd world nation.
It's just so not right..
to know that there are people dying from hunger especially when i know of people and friends who would spend hundreds of dollars on useless products etc, without blinking their eyes..only to change them and throw them away after a few weeks or months.
I too am guilty of it..for the O2 that i recently purchased..etc.
luxuries that i can do without..
nyeh.
that's why it's important to help spread awareness.

I'm off to look at the Change Me Project.
it's free. and really simple..
just head down to Getty Images and browse through their large selection of photographs,
Choose one that really speaks to you and hits you real hard and everything.
and just submit that photo, together with reasons why you chose it.
It's that simple.
You don't even have to take a photo.
Peaceout.

Random fact #1
I dislike cold toiletbowls.

Random fact #2
I dislike cold toes..esp. if the toes in question belongs to me.

Random fact #3
I like clean, spankingly clean, totally clean public toiletbowls.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

May the Lord continue to watch over you forever and ever, wherever you may be!

MAN.
I'm Shagged.
kinda single-handedly prepared a steamboat dinner for 10..
pwoar.
had the food done on saturday and sunday.
went out for lunch today (ref to previous entry)
bought a birthday cake..
came home..
took the food out to defrost and arranged them nicely.
got ready the soup stock.
blah blah blah.
they came at 7..
forgot to cook rice.
had to cook rice.
blah blah blah.
started to wash the dishes and everything.
helped vaccuum the floors after they left.
rights.
tired.
but happily tired.
imma Good Girl.
:)))))

i'm made to think alot these few days..
which is damm good.
too many inactive brain cells wasting away..

the day's been good.
or rather i've been having good days despite the horrible weather.
forces me to stay home...to..
read the Bible.
look at photography sites.
watch Discovery Channel! erm..and some cartoons.
:))
and just chilling la..
:))
ladeeda.
i like.

Was reminded of this topic during this breakfast i had with Daph sometime last year.
prolly 2-3weeks ago.

We were having a conversation about friends.

I never used to see it this way..
To me..
It was something normal, and it being normal dimished it's significance, I just took it for granted.
i never thought it strange that i would be able to have a conversation with friends that i haven't seen since dinosaur ages.

z.B.
I used to see my twin everyday in school, when we were in jc.
we were super duper close, hence we're twins.
rights.
she knows almost everything there is to know about me.
like..every little thing..
but..once we started uni, being in different faculties, her cca commitments, the clash in our timetables..
we never seem to be able to find the time to meet once a week, hence we could end up meeting each other only like after a few months..
which is considered really long.
but..
amazingly, we never seem to have any awkward moments when we meet.
It's almost as if we were still back in jc and all.
The time that we weren't in contact seem to just fade away.
and i reckon, that's what you experience with real friends.
i mean, when is friendship supposed to be demanding?
Friends are not supposed to be siamese twins, joined at the hip.
I know that if ever i need someone to talk to etc.
She'll be there.
and vice versa.
and that's what really counts.

Same goes for Jing, Pam, Agnes.
It's seems so surreal,
but during my internship period,
i did not call any one of them or mail random emails to them or posted any letters,
unless you count the postcard, which had free overseas postage.

Jing's horrible..
She's never online..and if she is...she's never around.
She never updates her blog..
and I'm too tired to call her..and i reckon vice versa.
But..
when she's back and we meet..
everything just gushes out..
and it's like she never left for Sydney for her 2nd year,
and i've never did went for my internship.

Same goes for Pam, and I reckon Agnes too.

And that goes for many other of my friends.

Oh yeah. the best example by far.
There's this guy friend whom i've known since...sec 2..till today.
and we met only 3 times in 7 years.
Go Figure.

So..i feel blessed.
To know that I've got friends who do not need constant attention.
For friends whom I can connect back with even after long periods of MIA.
I'm just thankful for friends.

Thank You and You and You and You for putting up with my constant nonsense.
my whining.
my quirks.
my randomness.
my silly stuff.
for putting up with me.
I loved you in the past years and i'll still love you this year...and hopefully in the many years to come.
:)
Do you love me too?

If one
thing matters,
everything
matters.

It was sunny went I left home.
Rainy while i had lunch.
Drizzing when i had my coffee.
and Pouring when i reached home.
I'm drenched.

man..that's what i get when i force my sister out of his sleep.
(at 12noon which is super reasonable)
to meet us, rene and me, at holland.
luckily we were smart NOT to wait for him before getting our lunch.
cuz he was late! which isn't really surprising anymore.
Him..the one with wheels LATE.
and he was drenched.
heh.

had a nice lunch with rene, talking, crapping etc.
haven't seen her in ages..
thanks girl for the present!!
very very very pretty!!
-beams-

rights.
paid for hot creamy coffee for sis..and the coffee which looked like a mountain for rene and peppermint coffee for me!!
then we bummed.
he owes me a meal for not winning. he owes her an SKII mask for xmas. She will owe us a treat if she doesn't pass her driving on her 1st attempt. and We'll owe her a treat if she passes la.
rights.
and now we wait.

and did i mention that it's pouring?
and i need to prepare stuff for this steamboat party that mummy's having later tonight.
O____o
yeah.
me.

oh yar.
after displaying my wonderful chinese prowess on the various types of carbo rich vegs.
i was stumped at what 'tapioca' was called in chinese.
i only knew it was something 'shu'
which really ain't hard to guess..
considering that sweet potato is fan shu, potato is ma ling shu etc.
well..
tapioca's called mushu.
and i almost wanted to say that mushu's the dragon in mulan the disney movie.
but it's kinda paiseh to display my knowledge of disney animation films since i'm already 21..
-shrugs-
ah wells.
mu shu then mu shu lar..
i'll still go to the market and tell the aunty..i want to buy this..
-points at tapioca-
and she'll still understand me.
the powers of a finger.
:)

The ultimate book to read of 2006. (at least for me..)
the Bible.
this book is..
Wow.
It's kinda different everytime you read it.
new meanings..new stuff keep popping out and everything.
new interpretations..blah blah.
interesting..
i need to read the Word more regularly.

had a good session with josh just now..
man..
a good session is when i come out learning something new.
and everything.

need to digest info now.

I love his photos.
even tho i've got absolutely no idea who this photographer is.

I'm a pilgrim on the edge,
on the edge of my perception

We are travelers at the edge,

we are always at the edge of our perceptions.

--Scott Mutter, Surrational Images

It's cold, pouring and i went for an absolutely delightful service and yf session this morning despite minor glitches with the weather and NEL.
now..i'm browsing through online photo galleries and studies of the Book of Joshua.
perfect.

Personality Test.

Your view on yourself:

Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them.
The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:

You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.
Your readiness to commit to a relationship:

You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.
The seriousness of your love:

You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.
Your views on education

Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.
The right job for you:

You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.
How do you view success:

You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.
What are you most afraid of:

You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.
Who is your true self:

You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.

way overdued.
known them for ages.
since my crescent days.
gosh.
i feel damm old.
:(
ah wells.
i love them.
:))))

i'm sorry this took so long.
heh.
there are soooo many photos and stuff..and i haven't collected some from Jing..
who's away in HK at the mo'.
so..
-shrugs-



WE MISSED YOU AGNES!

notice the amount of ACS-ians?
well...there really weren't so much lar..
just that we kept on taking photos with them..
heh.
:))))
i love you guys!
even those who didn't turn up in uniforms!
:))

Saw this window display at some watch shop the other day..
was totally fascinated with it..
the moving toy train..
the dancing bodies..
the lights..
santa's workshop..
i mean..
i was looking at the display more than the watches..which should have been the main focal point..
but..
it really was awesome stuff.
until joshua was like...it's battery-powered.
-____-
bah.
spoiler.
-pouts-

ah wells..due to the lousy resolution on the phone-cam..
-shrugs-


so pretty right?
the train MOVES.
i miss Christmas!

There's no combination of words
I could put on the back of a postcard
No song I could sing
But I can try for your heart
Our dreams, and they are made out of real things
Like a, shoebox of photographs
With sepiatone loving
Love is the answer,
At least for most of the questions in my heart
Like why are we here? and where do we go?
And how come it's so hard?
It's not always easy and
Sometimes life can be deceiving
I'll tell you one thing its always better when we're together

[Chorus:]
MMM its always better when we're together
Yeah, look at the stars when we're together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, it's always better when we're together

And all of these moments
Just might find their way into my dreams tonight
But I know that they'll be gone
When the morning light sings
And brings new things
For tomorrow night you see
That they'll be gone too
Too many things I have to do
But if all of these dreams might find their way
Into my day to day scene
I'd be under the impression
I was somewhere in between
With only two
Just me and you
Not so many things we got to do
Or places we got to be
We'll Sit beneath the mango tree now

Its always better when we're together
Mmmm, we're somewhere in between together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, it's always better when we're together

MMmmmm MMMmmmm Mmmmmm
I believe in memories
They look so, so pretty when I sleep
Hey now, and when I wake up,
You look so pretty sleeping next to me
But there is not enough time,
And there is no song I could sing
And there is no, combination of words I could say
But I will still tell you one thing
We're Better together.

-Better Together by Jack Johnson-

Love can be a many splendored thing
Can't deny the joy it brings
A dozen roses, diamond rings
Dreams for sale and fairy tales
It'll make you hear a symphony
And you just want the world to see
But like a drug that makes you blind,
It'll fool ya every time

The trouble with love is
It can tear you up inside
Make your heart believe a lie
It's stronger than your pride
The trouble with love is
It doesn't care how fast you fall
And you can't refuse the call
See, you got no say at all

Now I was once a fool, it's true
I played the game by all the rules
But now my world's a deeper blue
I'm sadder, but I'm wiser too
I swore I'd never love again
I swore my heart would never mend
Said love wasn't worth the pain
But then I hear it call my name

(The trouble with) The trouble with love is
It can tear you up inside
Make your heart believe a lie
It's stronger than your pride
The trouble with love is
It doesn't care how fast you fall
And you can't refuse the call
See, you got no say at all

Every time I turn around
I think I've got it all figured out
My heart keeps callin' and I keep on fallin'
Over and over again
This sad story always ends the same
Me standin' in the pourin' rain
It seems no matter what I do
It tears my heart in two

(The trouble with love is) The trouble with love, yeah
(It can tear you up inside) It can tear you up inside
(Make your heart believe a lie) Make your heart believe a lie
It's stronger than your pride

(The trouble with love is)
It's in your heart
It's in your soul (doesn't care how fast you fall)
You won't get no control
(and you can't refuse the call)
See, you got no say at all

(The trouble with love is) Oh, yeah
(It can tear you up inside)
(Make your heart believe a lie)

There's a day every week where i'll watch a dvd.
any dvd.
from the start to the end, without fast forwarding any parts.
(Which is kinda hard, because i can be very impatient with stupid shows.)
Last week, I stayed home and watched Spongebob Square Pants the Movie.
Pretty interesting and hilarous flick.
Pure brainless. No brains needed.
Plus there's Patrick.
-beams-

Today, I watched a rerun of Love Actually.
that's the show that i turn to when i need a good healthy dose of sappiness.
it's my favourite christmas show ever.
it's all about love.
All kinds of love.

It's amazing how unselfish love can be.
like the selfless sister.
about how she endured the thought of her husband being unfaithful to her.
and like how a guy is willing to stand aside and let the love of his life marry his best friend.
and how the bond between a step-dad and his step-kid could remain so strong even after the passing of his mom.

but what exactly is love?
there are so many many many different types of love.
don't even get me started on them.
but..
what is love at its' crux?
is it parental love?
but even that comes with some conditions..
then is it unconditional love?
probably.
and i only know One Guy who's capable of it.
i mean...He's the definition of love.
but..
i think..
i really haven't understand what love is..
it's too complicated.
too many layers.
too complex.
-shrugs-

nostalgie pour la boue, is a longing for the gutter, a "compulsion that comes over people when they have, for complex reasons, a need to immerse themselves in self-degradation. It's usually a mix of drink, drugs, and weird sex until the soul is obliterated by the abused flesh".

It's been a while since i've really sat down and nua.
i mean..
i do bum now and then..
but i haven't done a 3hr session for a long long time.
and it's nice.
to be able to sit down and read trashy mags.
to walk down fullerton acting as a tourist.
snapping photos at every single thing.
to roam about the premises of esplanade with a camera in my hand.
trigger friendly.
to take an hour to finish a bowl of curry chicken noodles.
to be punk'd.
darn.
the most humilating moment of '06.
-dies-
and it's only day 3..
we'll see what tops this.
radio's playing this song by Mary J. Blige.
this part's nice..

"You don't have to promise me the stars
Just promise me that I have your heart
You don't have to bring the world to me
Just give me your word, you will never leave
Cause having you beside me, I have everything I need
So give me, give me you"


oh yeah.
and checked shirts rock.
Checked shirts belong to the kindergarden.
-beams-

went to church on the 1st day of the year.
pretty amazing stuff.
because i really didn't plan on going at all this week.
funny how plans change.
and how i allow close friends to play the guilt card.

had a great time at the new year day's party over at jun's place..
agnes called..
pam came..
jing was there..
crys too..
joel, adeline, tiff, joshuas were there..
and yeah..
joshua lee helped carried the drinks in..
thank you!!
:)

we played this weird card game called '99'
and it was interesting la..
haha..
and TABOO was absolutely funny!
Jing was hilarous..
like..a flamingo..
ha.

and cry's mum is very nice and funny.. :))

and agnes's called!

oh...
and the DSLR is a lil' overrated.
not that interesting afterall..
prolly have to reconsider it lar..

oh...
and i finally have the note that agnes wrote BEFORE she left to UK..
heh.
and to think that i recieved the xmas card before this note.
:))
THANK YOU DARLING!

anyway..
this wine from the Brown Brothers is real good.
it's a dessert wine.
nice stuff.
2002 Late Harvested Orange Muscat and Flora.

i'm tired.
finally.
need to sleep.
photos of eski bar and essential will be up soon.
like..soon.
:)