Notices on midterm exams here are hm.. interesting.
"... Water or a soft drink is allowed in the exam, food is not allowed.
During the exam, please respect and be considerate to your fellow students – be as quiet as possible.
If you have any questions or problems during the examination, please raise your hand. If that does not get the instructor's attention, throw something at her/him. Whatever you do - please do it quietly.
And. Do it well!
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GOOD LUCK!!!"
I wonder why those in NUS are always so stoic.
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Ok la. I thought that notice was (and still is) damn cool!!!
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Sunday, April 12, 2009
别这个样子
为什么你一定是对的呢?只有你的想法和一切才是对的吗?我做我自己是错的吗?
我珍惜我们的友情,却不知不觉的发现我越来越不喜欢和你有共同的空间。你总是让我觉得我做的事情是错的,别人的想法和做的事情也是做的。只有你才是对的。我好讨厌你这个样子,厌倦跟你说话。
就请你不要让我不开心了。
我珍惜我们的友情,却不知不觉的发现我越来越不喜欢和你有共同的空间。你总是让我觉得我做的事情是错的,别人的想法和做的事情也是做的。只有你才是对的。我好讨厌你这个样子,厌倦跟你说话。
就请你不要让我不开心了。
Thursday, April 02, 2009
Snapshot from skiing trip
Somehow I just couldn't get this scene out of my head..
Ski instructor: chaemissosoyo? (was it fun?)
*silence from the rest of the van
Sheena: Neh! Chaemissosoyo! (Yes! It was fun!)
*three seconds of silence
Sheena: Was it fun?
Rest of the van: YES!!!
Ski instructor: chaemissosoyo? (was it fun?)
*silence from the rest of the van
Sheena: Neh! Chaemissosoyo! (Yes! It was fun!)
*three seconds of silence
Sheena: Was it fun?
Rest of the van: YES!!!
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Comaradie is when you hear your native tongue, complete with accent, in a foreign land.
We were waiting for our food at a roadside stall when we heard a familiar accent asking what the store was selling. It was nice to answer in the accent, words and level of formality that was built in us, instead of always bowing and replying that we couldn't speak Korean. In Korean.
I'm not sick of Korea. Yet. It is just not so difficult to remember that this is not where I come from. The "Alien Registration" card snug in my wallet continues to be a reminder of my foreigness.
Imagine when the school holidays arrive and more Singaporean families come over for a holiday. Who knows. I might even earn a little from being their guide :)
I'm not sick of Korea. Yet. It is just not so difficult to remember that this is not where I come from. The "Alien Registration" card snug in my wallet continues to be a reminder of my foreigness.
Imagine when the school holidays arrive and more Singaporean families come over for a holiday. Who knows. I might even earn a little from being their guide :)
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Griping post
It's always an eye-opener to me how people know others are different but maintain the concept of "we" as a group of homogenous people. All communications with "us" must be acceptable according to "our" standards and all communications to "them" should follow "our" standards.
For claiming to be from a multi-racial and multi-religious country, Singaporeans are some of the most guilty people.
I find it such an oxymoron that our stress on maintaining inter-racial harmony should culimate into intercultural communication classes in university.
Some of us are so narrow-minded to accept that other people have their own norms and practices too. It's not that we have to be polycentric to live up to our name as a quiltwork country, it's not that we have to compromise our values. Why can't we just respect others for their own backgrounds they were brought up in, and acknowledge that others have different systems of getting stuff done?
I really wish that this other person reads my blog as well cos these words would fit exactly what I want to say to him.
You can throw it back at me that I'm too myopic to accept you have your own conformist styles, but maybe you shouldn't be talking so much when your worldview is the sky from the bottom of the well.
For claiming to be from a multi-racial and multi-religious country, Singaporeans are some of the most guilty people.
I find it such an oxymoron that our stress on maintaining inter-racial harmony should culimate into intercultural communication classes in university.
Some of us are so narrow-minded to accept that other people have their own norms and practices too. It's not that we have to be polycentric to live up to our name as a quiltwork country, it's not that we have to compromise our values. Why can't we just respect others for their own backgrounds they were brought up in, and acknowledge that others have different systems of getting stuff done?
I really wish that this other person reads my blog as well cos these words would fit exactly what I want to say to him.
You can throw it back at me that I'm too myopic to accept you have your own conformist styles, but maybe you shouldn't be talking so much when your worldview is the sky from the bottom of the well.
Saturday, March 07, 2009
Lessons from Korea
1. The number of layers of clothes is not a choice
2. Gloves and beanie are basic necessities
3. When fingers are numb, a bump hurts more than a cut
4. Kids in winter clothes are freaking cute!
5. The (closed) windows brings cold air, aircon and fridge brings warmth
6. Provided meals are sooo wonderful
7. Delivery meals are damn cheap, and good
8. Never change before checking outside the window
9. Knowing the weather forecast is important
10. Make up feels damn good on the skin here
11. Face shop and skin food is everywhere, cheap and good. With freebies every single time you buy from them, no matter how little
12. Namdaemun sucks. Myong-dong is the best
13. "Yo"s are important here. "Ya"s are rude. And no one pays attention when you scream out hokkien vulgarities :)
14. Knowing how to speak Korean, or someone who knows how to, is sooo important.
15. I'm attending lessons with like the Korean GEP-ers
16. I'm going to miss kimbap when I get back
17. Sometimes, the sun is really good to have around
2. Gloves and beanie are basic necessities
3. When fingers are numb, a bump hurts more than a cut
4. Kids in winter clothes are freaking cute!
5. The (closed) windows brings cold air, aircon and fridge brings warmth
6. Provided meals are sooo wonderful
7. Delivery meals are damn cheap, and good
8. Never change before checking outside the window
9. Knowing the weather forecast is important
10. Make up feels damn good on the skin here
11. Face shop and skin food is everywhere, cheap and good. With freebies every single time you buy from them, no matter how little
12. Namdaemun sucks. Myong-dong is the best
13. "Yo"s are important here. "Ya"s are rude. And no one pays attention when you scream out hokkien vulgarities :)
14. Knowing how to speak Korean, or someone who knows how to, is sooo important.
15. I'm attending lessons with like the Korean GEP-ers
16. I'm going to miss kimbap when I get back
17. Sometimes, the sun is really good to have around
Sunday, March 01, 2009
Skiing!
Friday, February 27, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
The science of taking the Korean subway

Korean has a very hierachical society. But they are very understanding as well, once they know you are not Korean.
But obviously, they wouldn't know it when they see two chinese Singaporeans fiddling with their phones. So when Shanming and I were at the subway, we really learnt how age earns you the right to almost everything.
Both of us just got our phones up and working, and were trying to figure out basically, how to use the phone. And we were sitting down in the train, as one of the buddies had very nicely literally put us into our seats when we said we were tired. Then one ajuma and ajushi couple walked in and just stared down straight at us.
Her stare was no menacing I immediately caught her meaning even though no words were exchanged, and I pulled Shanming away to stand in a corner. She was busy understanding her phone she didn't even notice the stare lar (!)
There was another time when a group of us were standing in the train, and one ajushi was just shoving his way through. Shanming eyes just grew wide with disbelief. Haha her exclamation was "He'll never get away with that in Singapore la!"
The Koreans really just let him have his way. There was a young girl of maybe 6? She was shoved aside as well, but her mum just pulled her out of the way instead of picking a bone with the man.
Senior citizens over the age of 65 can also ride for free on the trains!
They also have seats designated for senior citizens. The Koreans respect it so much that they would rather stand if all the other seats were taken. Comparing to Singapore..
Haha this might be one country where looking young may not be that advantageous..
But obviously, they wouldn't know it when they see two chinese Singaporeans fiddling with their phones. So when Shanming and I were at the subway, we really learnt how age earns you the right to almost everything.
Both of us just got our phones up and working, and were trying to figure out basically, how to use the phone. And we were sitting down in the train, as one of the buddies had very nicely literally put us into our seats when we said we were tired. Then one ajuma and ajushi couple walked in and just stared down straight at us.
Her stare was no menacing I immediately caught her meaning even though no words were exchanged, and I pulled Shanming away to stand in a corner. She was busy understanding her phone she didn't even notice the stare lar (!)
There was another time when a group of us were standing in the train, and one ajushi was just shoving his way through. Shanming eyes just grew wide with disbelief. Haha her exclamation was "He'll never get away with that in Singapore la!"
The Koreans really just let him have his way. There was a young girl of maybe 6? She was shoved aside as well, but her mum just pulled her out of the way instead of picking a bone with the man.
Senior citizens over the age of 65 can also ride for free on the trains!
They also have seats designated for senior citizens. The Koreans respect it so much that they would rather stand if all the other seats were taken. Comparing to Singapore..
Haha this might be one country where looking young may not be that advantageous..
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Hello from Korea!
Have reached safely :) Weather's freaking cold but damn shiok! First time in my life I'm speaking with mists coming out of my mouth! Went shopping like mad these first two days. And here are some photos for all to enjoy :)

My funny roommate
Some huge expanse of land with patches of melted snow through the dirty bus window
My suitcase cracked!
Their subway stations always remind me of HDB flats..
Castle-like KU
Castle-like KUBS
I felt like I'm in Cambridge, my friends said they felt like they were in Hogwarts
Made a trip to COEX mall. BIG. And gross. There was one shop where they showed their fish tank of catfish and small fishes separated by a glass side by side. FUCKING GROSS! In the glass that separated both tanks were little holes choked with dead small fish. My goosebumps are all out just remembering it la. I swore immediately on seeing it lar. The fish were probably trying to swim through the holes, then they just got stuck halfway through AND DIED THERE!! DAMMIT DAMMIT DAMMIT.
GOOSEBUMPS!!
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
It's coming...!
Just TWO MORE NIGHTS!! I am soooooooo excited.
Weather forecast said it'll snow today (Thursday). Dang. Missed it.
Had a reaaaally wonderful holiday with Jun Zhan and Chee Fung and Char and Jen (even though I only met up once with Char and Jen). Can't stop playing!
Too bad the knot between me and Tong Hai is still there. But oh well. You gain some, you lose some. And it's not that we're not trying.
Ohhhhhhhhh I can't wait can't wait can't wait.
Ohhhhhhhhh I need to start packing!
Weather forecast said it'll snow today (Thursday). Dang. Missed it.
Had a reaaaally wonderful holiday with Jun Zhan and Chee Fung and Char and Jen (even though I only met up once with Char and Jen). Can't stop playing!
Too bad the knot between me and Tong Hai is still there. But oh well. You gain some, you lose some. And it's not that we're not trying.
Ohhhhhhhhh I can't wait can't wait can't wait.
Ohhhhhhhhh I need to start packing!
Friday, February 13, 2009
Dear Jess
Hello Jess! (haha ok now I know who J is in my chatterbox already)
Sorry. Didn't know you left a private comment. Didn't log into blogger, so I didn't see it. (I moderated my comments cos I didn't want to miss comments that could have been given to earlier posts.)
So here's a post specially for you! Er.. Don't feel disappointed, I am writing this as soon as I saw your comment.
Hm.. Same as you, I do not think that I deserve these riches, or that the promises of abundance is a given. I believe in God's grace more than anything. And it is undeserved, absolutely. That is why He is such a lovely God.
Possibly, you might not agree with me when I think that there is nothing wrong with wanting more. Just for the record, I am not a lover of money. I am very happy with all I've got. But if I should be blessed with more, I will definitely accept it with open arms.
I am a believer of prosperity. Perhaps, in clearer words, I am a believer of prosperity as a blessing from God. And it definitely will come, as we believe it to be. But I believe the faith in and love for God, above everything else, must be there. I do not mean that I love money when I say I believe in prosperity. I mean that I love God, and his blessings, including prosperity, will shower me.
I am not able to quote verses like you, I have only a blind faith in God's grace and His love for me. And please allow this girl, head over heels in love with Him, answer your comment from what I believe in.
2 Peters: I believe the sufferings all Christians will face by following Jesus refer to the persecutions by non-believers. Perhaps, it includes taking away our wealth. But it'll never be an act of God. There will definitely be tests to our faith. But I do not believe it'll be from God. To me, He is all about blessing us and loving us.
I think I answered your doubts about serving two masters already. Just to reiterate, like you, we serve God, and no one else.
I love your reference to Luke 12 and Matthew 19. Neither the rich men or the rich fool entered heaven. But neither of them loved God. They loved their money. Dear sister, do not mistake me as well to be a lover of money. My church, and I believe yours as well, has spoken against the love for money. It has taken me time, but I have learnt to open my hands and give to God. I have learnt, to love the Almighty.
Lastly, the Bible says consider the end of Job, not the beginning. I do not really know his story. But my beliefs are so: (Job spoke against God by claiming his righteousness over the Almighty. He sinned despite once being a man of integrity. He had let his conceit veiled his eyes from God. And God punished him by taking away his everything. Then Job repented and went back to God, and he was forgiven. And he was blessed. More than what he ever had.
That was before a time when the Son of Man walked the earth. Job was a non-believer when all of his possessions were taken away.) Note: This entire portion is erroneous.
But you and I have never stopped believing. And our sins have been cleansed by the blood of Jesus. We no longer live under law. We live under grace.
I might have come across as a lover of money in my previous post, and I do not deny I wanted to be seen like that. This is because I did not think anyone (meaning my friend) can make us feel wrong for our believes, whatever they were. I did agree with him that money is not everything. But I disagreed with his way of making me feel that I am a sinner if I should come to love money.
Our sins were all borne and forgiven at the cross. No human being should be able to dominate us and we have only one heavenly master. My friend did that and I felt angry and indignant at him for doing that.
Dear sister, I look to God to be as blessed as you one day to be able to know the Bible like the back of my hand. That post has long gone behind me, and I have prayed and forgiven him.
I thank you very much for your well wishes, and God bless you too :)
Sorry. Didn't know you left a private comment. Didn't log into blogger, so I didn't see it. (I moderated my comments cos I didn't want to miss comments that could have been given to earlier posts.)
So here's a post specially for you! Er.. Don't feel disappointed, I am writing this as soon as I saw your comment.
Hm.. Same as you, I do not think that I deserve these riches, or that the promises of abundance is a given. I believe in God's grace more than anything. And it is undeserved, absolutely. That is why He is such a lovely God.
Possibly, you might not agree with me when I think that there is nothing wrong with wanting more. Just for the record, I am not a lover of money. I am very happy with all I've got. But if I should be blessed with more, I will definitely accept it with open arms.
I am a believer of prosperity. Perhaps, in clearer words, I am a believer of prosperity as a blessing from God. And it definitely will come, as we believe it to be. But I believe the faith in and love for God, above everything else, must be there. I do not mean that I love money when I say I believe in prosperity. I mean that I love God, and his blessings, including prosperity, will shower me.
I am not able to quote verses like you, I have only a blind faith in God's grace and His love for me. And please allow this girl, head over heels in love with Him, answer your comment from what I believe in.
2 Peters: I believe the sufferings all Christians will face by following Jesus refer to the persecutions by non-believers. Perhaps, it includes taking away our wealth. But it'll never be an act of God. There will definitely be tests to our faith. But I do not believe it'll be from God. To me, He is all about blessing us and loving us.
I think I answered your doubts about serving two masters already. Just to reiterate, like you, we serve God, and no one else.
I love your reference to Luke 12 and Matthew 19. Neither the rich men or the rich fool entered heaven. But neither of them loved God. They loved their money. Dear sister, do not mistake me as well to be a lover of money. My church, and I believe yours as well, has spoken against the love for money. It has taken me time, but I have learnt to open my hands and give to God. I have learnt, to love the Almighty.
Lastly, the Bible says consider the end of Job, not the beginning. I do not really know his story. But my beliefs are so: (Job spoke against God by claiming his righteousness over the Almighty. He sinned despite once being a man of integrity. He had let his conceit veiled his eyes from God. And God punished him by taking away his everything. Then Job repented and went back to God, and he was forgiven. And he was blessed. More than what he ever had.
That was before a time when the Son of Man walked the earth. Job was a non-believer when all of his possessions were taken away.) Note: This entire portion is erroneous.
But you and I have never stopped believing. And our sins have been cleansed by the blood of Jesus. We no longer live under law. We live under grace.
I might have come across as a lover of money in my previous post, and I do not deny I wanted to be seen like that. This is because I did not think anyone (meaning my friend) can make us feel wrong for our believes, whatever they were. I did agree with him that money is not everything. But I disagreed with his way of making me feel that I am a sinner if I should come to love money.
Our sins were all borne and forgiven at the cross. No human being should be able to dominate us and we have only one heavenly master. My friend did that and I felt angry and indignant at him for doing that.
Dear sister, I look to God to be as blessed as you one day to be able to know the Bible like the back of my hand. That post has long gone behind me, and I have prayed and forgiven him.
I thank you very much for your well wishes, and God bless you too :)
Tuesday, February 03, 2009
Chasing after money
A friend was very concerned that I place too much importance on money. And he always made me feel as though my entire life is wrong because he has reached "enlightment" and sees the transience of money. And he reads this blog.
I'm not afraid to admit, I once led a very miserable life determined by the number of coins in my pocket. I was so fixed on what I had in my wallet that I willingly gave up what I had with my friends. And I always wished I had more.
I believe in prosperity. I always did. I believe in being rich, having millions, living in a beautiful house, enjoying exclusive memberships and driving the latest luxury car in town.
The difference is now, I chase after God, and money chases me.
I still want more. I want everything I have to be in abundance. But I no longer have to worry whether or not it is coming in. It is. And it will. Without a single speck of doubt.
I do not believe in living a thrift and frugal life, as many Christians advocate. How can the perfect Lamb be sacrificed for us to live as poor people? No, the sacrifice was made so that we would live forgiven and in abundance. Thrift and frugality is not Christianity, it is Confucianism.
Neither am I for people who sell their soul to the devil for money, or harm others to add one more zero to their bank account. It is not the way to live, whether or not they have been saved. But I have nothing against those who, through sheer dilligence, build up their own empires. They may not be children of God, but I give them my deepest respect. At the very least, they have the fever and drive for achievement that few would ever have.
I am a daughter of Sarah, and a seed of Abraham. I believe in God's promise to Abraham of all the riches in the land, and I am his heir. I have no doubts I will be rich and living in abundance. My efforts will play a part, but the bulk of it will come from His supernatural favour.
My God is that good :)
I'm not afraid to admit, I once led a very miserable life determined by the number of coins in my pocket. I was so fixed on what I had in my wallet that I willingly gave up what I had with my friends. And I always wished I had more.
I believe in prosperity. I always did. I believe in being rich, having millions, living in a beautiful house, enjoying exclusive memberships and driving the latest luxury car in town.
The difference is now, I chase after God, and money chases me.
I still want more. I want everything I have to be in abundance. But I no longer have to worry whether or not it is coming in. It is. And it will. Without a single speck of doubt.
I do not believe in living a thrift and frugal life, as many Christians advocate. How can the perfect Lamb be sacrificed for us to live as poor people? No, the sacrifice was made so that we would live forgiven and in abundance. Thrift and frugality is not Christianity, it is Confucianism.
Neither am I for people who sell their soul to the devil for money, or harm others to add one more zero to their bank account. It is not the way to live, whether or not they have been saved. But I have nothing against those who, through sheer dilligence, build up their own empires. They may not be children of God, but I give them my deepest respect. At the very least, they have the fever and drive for achievement that few would ever have.
I am a daughter of Sarah, and a seed of Abraham. I believe in God's promise to Abraham of all the riches in the land, and I am his heir. I have no doubts I will be rich and living in abundance. My efforts will play a part, but the bulk of it will come from His supernatural favour.
My God is that good :)
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Facebook statuses
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I love this! 不要因为不留情的伤害而自我否定
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Bush is trying to explain to Santa Claus the financial meltdown wasn't his business
Obama is explaining to the Sand Man that the financial meltdown is his business
Kim Jong Il is watching Daffy Duck Saves the Day for the 19382744th time
Stalin is giving Saddam Hussein a pat on the back for good taste in interior design
Hu Jintao is setting up his own fan club on facebook
Lee Myung-bak is secretly enjoying his US beef
Jackie Chan is saving the earth by staying in a presidential suite
Quan Yifeng is counting the number of wedding ang baos she has to give out this year
Scorpio is (still) playing hide-and-seek with Orion
Snow White is overcoming her fear of apples
Cinderalla is trying to squeeze back into her glass slippers after forty years
Cupid is smacking his head for shooting another wrong arrow. Stupid magaritas!
Anonymous is re-designing the question mark
Grumpy is using a firecracker for his exclamation mark this Chinese New Year
Rat is climbing on Pig to ride out his eleven-year wait
Ox is glad he finally doesn't have to keep minding that he doesn't step on Rat
Happy Chinese New Year everybody!!
I love this! 不要因为不留情的伤害而自我否定
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Bush is trying to explain to Santa Claus the financial meltdown wasn't his business
Obama is explaining to the Sand Man that the financial meltdown is his business
Kim Jong Il is watching Daffy Duck Saves the Day for the 19382744th time
Stalin is giving Saddam Hussein a pat on the back for good taste in interior design
Hu Jintao is setting up his own fan club on facebook
Lee Myung-bak is secretly enjoying his US beef
Jackie Chan is saving the earth by staying in a presidential suite
Quan Yifeng is counting the number of wedding ang baos she has to give out this year
Scorpio is (still) playing hide-and-seek with Orion
Snow White is overcoming her fear of apples
Cinderalla is trying to squeeze back into her glass slippers after forty years
Cupid is smacking his head for shooting another wrong arrow. Stupid magaritas!
Anonymous is re-designing the question mark
Grumpy is using a firecracker for his exclamation mark this Chinese New Year
Rat is climbing on Pig to ride out his eleven-year wait
Ox is glad he finally doesn't have to keep minding that he doesn't step on Rat
Happy Chinese New Year everybody!!
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Gossip
Please note the time of publication, and forgive me if the language is lacking. It is not that I have just woken up.
I do not particularly enjoy participating in gossip. I am big on respecting others' privacy. And honestly, what they do privately shouldn't be held accountable to us nor be subjected to our judgement.
I do enjoy listening to one type of gossip though. Those about me.
I do not deny it's probably just a more covert form of narcissism, but sometimes, listening about yourself from the grapevine can be quite refreshing too.
Now what rumours could I hear about me.. Me screaming at a hapless newbie for some minor mistake? Probably just a spin-off from when I was still the Chilli Padi, name fondly coined by my JC math teacher. New boyfriend? Kinda old school but still interesting to know who's the new victim. Over-ambition and no substance? That would be painful (because I do believe in myself) but probably just another tactic by someone who can't find a better way to bring me down. I'm a lesbian? Ah.. Kinky
The pen might be mightier than the sword. But the tongue, that's another matter altogether.
I do not particularly enjoy participating in gossip. I am big on respecting others' privacy. And honestly, what they do privately shouldn't be held accountable to us nor be subjected to our judgement.
I do enjoy listening to one type of gossip though. Those about me.
I do not deny it's probably just a more covert form of narcissism, but sometimes, listening about yourself from the grapevine can be quite refreshing too.
Now what rumours could I hear about me.. Me screaming at a hapless newbie for some minor mistake? Probably just a spin-off from when I was still the Chilli Padi, name fondly coined by my JC math teacher. New boyfriend? Kinda old school but still interesting to know who's the new victim. Over-ambition and no substance? That would be painful (because I do believe in myself) but probably just another tactic by someone who can't find a better way to bring me down. I'm a lesbian? Ah.. Kinky
The pen might be mightier than the sword. But the tongue, that's another matter altogether.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
一个对的选择
我今天回去了。在那里待的时间也不到一个小时。在那一段时间里,我克服了自己的心理障碍,也挽回了一段友谊。
我很庆幸我今天选择了回去,保住了我们之间的信念,给了自己一份安心。
这是我做的一个对的选择。
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Exposed
Dad asked me over dinner earlier if I had a blog. I felt like kid caught stealing cookies. Then he asked what I put on my blog. I felt like a kid caught stealing cookies for her secret stash. Don't know if he has found it already. Hi Dad?
so totally need to find a new place to wash my dirty laundry..
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Supposedly emo post
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Sometimes I do wonder when I wish for bigger boobs, how much do I really want them? I definitely don't want huge ass ones like Pamela Anderson. Not even inclined towards a C cup. And if I had to sacrifice my waist for a bigger bust, I'd rather stick to my dancer's body. And don't tell me otherwise.
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How is it that a man can fill my mind that I think of no one else but him. I feel such a great sense of pity, not for him or me, but us and the ties between. Once bitten twice shy. So I told him we cannot, no matter what. No matter why. Now I wonder what would happen instead. If I had not said anything before answering yes, yes indeed. Man proposes, God disposes. My plans were never meant to be. All the talk to steer things "right" ended up beyond foresight. So my frivolous mind starts to run now into the realms of what never begun.
What if we didn't agree from the start, what if I didn't lay down the rules, what if he asked me then, what if I said yes, what if he asked me when, what if we hence began, What if what if. And all questions lead to one. Would we still be friends again?
How long can it last before the inevitable must happen. How long can we last after then?
Love. What a foolish thing it is.
Sometimes I do wonder when I wish for bigger boobs, how much do I really want them? I definitely don't want huge ass ones like Pamela Anderson. Not even inclined towards a C cup. And if I had to sacrifice my waist for a bigger bust, I'd rather stick to my dancer's body. And don't tell me otherwise.
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How is it that a man can fill my mind that I think of no one else but him. I feel such a great sense of pity, not for him or me, but us and the ties between. Once bitten twice shy. So I told him we cannot, no matter what. No matter why. Now I wonder what would happen instead. If I had not said anything before answering yes, yes indeed. Man proposes, God disposes. My plans were never meant to be. All the talk to steer things "right" ended up beyond foresight. So my frivolous mind starts to run now into the realms of what never begun.
What if we didn't agree from the start, what if I didn't lay down the rules, what if he asked me then, what if I said yes, what if he asked me when, what if we hence began, What if what if. And all questions lead to one. Would we still be friends again?
How long can it last before the inevitable must happen. How long can we last after then?
Love. What a foolish thing it is.
Friday, January 09, 2009
Perspectives
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Brother: "And the guys look different right? They look all the same to me, and the girls look different."
"Oh."
I went to dye my hair yesterday. Now I remind myself of a glowing angel everytime I look in the mirror.
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Channel U was showing a commercial for "Hey Gorgeous!" with all the winners from the various schools frolicking about in bikinis and board shorts.
Me: "All the girls look the same to me leh"
Brother: "And the guys look different right? They look all the same to me, and the girls look different."
"Oh."
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
My New Year wishlist
For the year 2009, I want..
bigger boobs, and smaller deltoids(?)
bigger eyes, and longer eyelashes,
smaller hips, and shorter leg hair
stronger knees and weaker mental blockages
greater foresight, and lesser misgivings
my mind to open, and my lips to shut
more flexibility in mind and body, more discipline in soul
strength to rise above the crowd,
humility to give others respect
pride to say "thank you"
courage to look others in the eye
heart to communicate sincerity
love to show sympathy
blessings to encourage me along the way
grace which I know I have as I continue walking with God
bigger boobs, and smaller deltoids(?)
bigger eyes, and longer eyelashes,
smaller hips, and shorter leg hair
stronger knees and weaker mental blockages
greater foresight, and lesser misgivings
my mind to open, and my lips to shut
more flexibility in mind and body, more discipline in soul
strength to rise above the crowd,
humility to give others respect
pride to say "thank you"
courage to look others in the eye
heart to communicate sincerity
love to show sympathy
blessings to encourage me along the way
grace which I know I have as I continue walking with God
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