No pictures again
And why? Because my digicam ran out of battery and I'm too lazy to charge it.
Anyway I realized a lot of things during this mini period of hiatus. Things that changed the way I think, the way I react to certain things, and the way I drive myself to the brink again.
These few days haven't been exactly awesome for me. I've started a new job, cried twice in a week, bottled up everything and kept silent even during my PMS, lost a LOT of sleep, stayed away from the dam (for a change) and yes, I've taken a little bit of myself back.
Let this be a warning post to all who know me;
I am not a bad person. I am not generally distrustful as well. It's just that, I believe there's good in every person, and I believe in everybody I come to know. But should you at any time throughout the course of friendship let me down on purpose or do things that makes me lose my trust in you, I will do unto you as you did to me. Whatever it is.
This applies for all relationships as well.
I will do unto you what you did to me. And as an added bonus, it'll probably be threefold.
Maybe I think too much. Maybe it's not meant to be. Maybe I'll just stop thinking and just go by instincts as to what I want to do.
And by the way, I apologise for the recent depressing posts, I'm having "that time of the month" again, and normally I'd get really depressed and think a lot during this time.
By the way, heads up Amos and Rene! Love the testimonials. You guys rawk!
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
Friday, May 26, 2006
Sigh
Looking back at my previous post, I sound like those bloggers who own those I-did-what-today blogs.
Can't.. must.. have.. more.. fresh ideas!
Anyway, kind of a depression today. Been thinking a lot over the past few days, and I'm tired.
I don't want to think no more.
Nothing's going to change anyway.
Looking back at my previous post, I sound like those bloggers who own those I-did-what-today blogs.
Can't.. must.. have.. more.. fresh ideas!
Anyway, kind of a depression today. Been thinking a lot over the past few days, and I'm tired.
I don't want to think no more.
Nothing's going to change anyway.
Thursday, May 25, 2006
Kind of an emotional roller coaster ride these days
Well I was depressed, then I was bored, and now I'm like super high.
First day of work today! It was ok, just that it got really boring because my computer wasn't up yet. Spent most of the day walking around and reading brochures about the company. I have my own cubicle!
It's actually a fastener manufacturing company and man, I saw more screws today then in my whole lifetime. Didn't know there were so many different types of screws. Elaborate, some of them are, too.
Someone sent me a message today! Someone who used to be quite dear, all the way back when I was in primary school. He jacked up my mood so much that I'm practically having a hard time getting myself off the ceiling at the moment.
Thanks, Rene.
I saw someone else on the road today. Sam. Poor boy thought I was racing with him. Dude, I'm riding a class 2B bike and you're riding a class 2A bike. Would I even race with you? Even if you were still riding your SP. I wouldn't even race with you too. Wouldn't want to hurt your feelings.
And thanks for communicating with me through Lazychoo. Thanks for not daring to talk to me even though I sent you an sms to say hi.
Gotta run! My god-mummy's waiting for me to have dinner at her place.
Well I was depressed, then I was bored, and now I'm like super high.
First day of work today! It was ok, just that it got really boring because my computer wasn't up yet. Spent most of the day walking around and reading brochures about the company. I have my own cubicle!
It's actually a fastener manufacturing company and man, I saw more screws today then in my whole lifetime. Didn't know there were so many different types of screws. Elaborate, some of them are, too.
Someone sent me a message today! Someone who used to be quite dear, all the way back when I was in primary school. He jacked up my mood so much that I'm practically having a hard time getting myself off the ceiling at the moment.
Thanks, Rene.
I saw someone else on the road today. Sam. Poor boy thought I was racing with him. Dude, I'm riding a class 2B bike and you're riding a class 2A bike. Would I even race with you? Even if you were still riding your SP. I wouldn't even race with you too. Wouldn't want to hurt your feelings.
And thanks for communicating with me through Lazychoo. Thanks for not daring to talk to me even though I sent you an sms to say hi.
Gotta run! My god-mummy's waiting for me to have dinner at her place.
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
Aprilian Chalet
Went to the Aprilian chalet the other night. Didn't get much photos because it was so much fun!
Here's the caterer coming in with the food and wacko supervising him.
Here's Wacko and Ben while we were in one of the rooms playing cards..
.. and making water bombs..
The others arrived slightly later, so it was dark when we started digging in.
Wan, who got caught by me and the camera while being the satay man.
The cooks who produced bloody chicken wings..
Messing around with Wacko's RS250.
Group photo (Lazychoo was holding the camera)
That's most of the photos for now, folks, you'll have to wait for Alan's and Isa's photos when they send them to me!
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TU CHING-I! You're finally here!
How've you been? Everybody's been missing you so much, you know that? You'd better let me know when you pass by Singapore again, I want to meet up with you!
Went to the Aprilian chalet the other night. Didn't get much photos because it was so much fun!
Here's the caterer coming in with the food and wacko supervising him.
Here's Wacko and Ben while we were in one of the rooms playing cards..
.. and making water bombs..
The others arrived slightly later, so it was dark when we started digging in.
Wan, who got caught by me and the camera while being the satay man.
The cooks who produced bloody chicken wings..
Messing around with Wacko's RS250.
Group photo (Lazychoo was holding the camera)
That's most of the photos for now, folks, you'll have to wait for Alan's and Isa's photos when they send them to me!
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TU CHING-I! You're finally here!
How've you been? Everybody's been missing you so much, you know that? You'd better let me know when you pass by Singapore again, I want to meet up with you!
Monday, May 22, 2006
Hello Anonymous.
Glad to see that you're reading me too, even though I know you're as jealous as hell of me.
This is the comment left by him.
"u r just a attitude ger.. who cares about your own. whenever u open your mouth,u'll critise ppl.. come on ppl have feeling ok. stop it before hurt more ppl. i'm e one who being hurt by what u say to me! ppl who r good to u is for the sake of kenny, not u! yes u'r lady rider but e worst rider lady i ever seen... "
Look dude, if I shot you, I probably wanted it to hurt. Don't come complaining to me when you've done something wrong and I flamed you.
Let's break it down, shall we?
"u r just a attitude ger.." Why thank you. It's my attitude that identifies the assholes/bitches like you and keeps them away from me.
"whenever u open your mouth,u'll critise ppl.." "i'm e one who being hurt by what u say to me!" Thanks for letting me know, glad I could be of some service if it helps boost your maturity level. Stop whining, get off your ass and think. If you didn't do wrong, would I flame you?
"ppl who r good to u is for the sake of kenny, not u! " Oh really? Why not you try asking around the people who are nice to me? Ask them if they're nice to me because of myself or because of Lazychoo. I dare you to.
I also dare you to let me and/or the whole wide world know who you are. I dare to flame, I dare to let people know who I am. You dare to give rubbish and rude comments but don't dare to let us know who you are?
"yes u'r lady rider but e worst rider lady i ever seen..." Lashing out at me like a 14-year-old with a bruised ego is not going to affect me one bit, in fact it's really making me glad because I lost a moronic friend like you.
Ok, here's part two.
This was made in regard of the post I took down because of privacy issues.
"then still post fuck off and deregister the blog. "
Ya, uh huh, like you wish. That post was made private to keep out nosy buggers like you who hate my guts but still want to read more about me. Kinda' contradictive, ain't cha?
Like I said, whosoever wishes to read that post may MSN me to get the article. I didn't just take it down for fuck, I took it down because it was PRIVATE, and EXCLUSIVE for my FRIENDS to read. Not for morons like you. Aww shucks.
*UPDATED (had to flame this, couldn't resist!)*
"bitch, the anoymous is from me. i'm a lady here not a man! that is your stupid imgaination that i'm a guy! U have make a wrong guess and post a irritation BLOG about that RIDUAN. i'm so proud of it. ALL THE BEST TO YOU BEING SCOLD BY THAT RIDUAN"
Really? Well I don't know the who was scolded by who part, but on the whole I haven't been scolded yet. Well by anyone with rational thinking, that is. It's all just morons like you with your brains in your penises who pretend to be a "lady" in order to irk me. Dude, do your homework. I don't have much lady friends. And those who are my friends, I haven't flame yet. So don't come tell me I hurt you and expect me to believe that you're a "lady". But if you say that you're a gu niang.. maybe I'd believe.
Plus, the timing of this post was way too near the other two posts below. So.. you get the picture.
End of the day, I can only say that I can't please everybody. It's not easy for me to dislike you enough to flame you, so when you get flamed by me, keep in mind that you've gone overboard. I don't find myself behaving out of order, so stop calling me what reflects yourself.
And unless argumentative/accusing comments are backed up with proof and identity, I will not believe a single word.
Morons. You can't have too much of them.
*UPDATED 11.55PM 22/5/06*
My sincere apologies to Riduan, who called me just now to clarify with me that he wasn't the one who posted the anonymous rubbish post. Watch out for comments below.
Few points noted though -
1) Fang, as I said, I didn't drag you into the argument so I'd prefer it if you kept out of this.
2) If you noticed, there were two comments below and another one in my previous post made within minutes of each other. Kinda' suspicious, eh?
Glad to see that you're reading me too, even though I know you're as jealous as hell of me.
This is the comment left by him.
"u r just a attitude ger.. who cares about your own. whenever u open your mouth,u'll critise ppl.. come on ppl have feeling ok. stop it before hurt more ppl. i'm e one who being hurt by what u say to me! ppl who r good to u is for the sake of kenny, not u! yes u'r lady rider but e worst rider lady i ever seen... "
Look dude, if I shot you, I probably wanted it to hurt. Don't come complaining to me when you've done something wrong and I flamed you.
Let's break it down, shall we?
"u r just a attitude ger.." Why thank you. It's my attitude that identifies the assholes/bitches like you and keeps them away from me.
"whenever u open your mouth,u'll critise ppl.." "i'm e one who being hurt by what u say to me!" Thanks for letting me know, glad I could be of some service if it helps boost your maturity level. Stop whining, get off your ass and think. If you didn't do wrong, would I flame you?
"ppl who r good to u is for the sake of kenny, not u! " Oh really? Why not you try asking around the people who are nice to me? Ask them if they're nice to me because of myself or because of Lazychoo. I dare you to.
I also dare you to let me and/or the whole wide world know who you are. I dare to flame, I dare to let people know who I am. You dare to give rubbish and rude comments but don't dare to let us know who you are?
"yes u'r lady rider but e worst rider lady i ever seen..." Lashing out at me like a 14-year-old with a bruised ego is not going to affect me one bit, in fact it's really making me glad because I lost a moronic friend like you.
Ok, here's part two.
This was made in regard of the post I took down because of privacy issues.
"then still post fuck off and deregister the blog. "
Ya, uh huh, like you wish. That post was made private to keep out nosy buggers like you who hate my guts but still want to read more about me. Kinda' contradictive, ain't cha?
Like I said, whosoever wishes to read that post may MSN me to get the article. I didn't just take it down for fuck, I took it down because it was PRIVATE, and EXCLUSIVE for my FRIENDS to read. Not for morons like you. Aww shucks.
*UPDATED (had to flame this, couldn't resist!)*
"bitch, the anoymous is from me. i'm a lady here not a man! that is your stupid imgaination that i'm a guy! U have make a wrong guess and post a irritation BLOG about that RIDUAN. i'm so proud of it. ALL THE BEST TO YOU BEING SCOLD BY THAT RIDUAN"
Really? Well I don't know the who was scolded by who part, but on the whole I haven't been scolded yet. Well by anyone with rational thinking, that is. It's all just morons like you with your brains in your penises who pretend to be a "lady" in order to irk me. Dude, do your homework. I don't have much lady friends. And those who are my friends, I haven't flame yet. So don't come tell me I hurt you and expect me to believe that you're a "lady". But if you say that you're a gu niang.. maybe I'd believe.
Plus, the timing of this post was way too near the other two posts below. So.. you get the picture.
End of the day, I can only say that I can't please everybody. It's not easy for me to dislike you enough to flame you, so when you get flamed by me, keep in mind that you've gone overboard. I don't find myself behaving out of order, so stop calling me what reflects yourself.
And unless argumentative/accusing comments are backed up with proof and identity, I will not believe a single word.
Morons. You can't have too much of them.
*UPDATED 11.55PM 22/5/06*
My sincere apologies to Riduan, who called me just now to clarify with me that he wasn't the one who posted the anonymous rubbish post. Watch out for comments below.
Few points noted though -
1) Fang, as I said, I didn't drag you into the argument so I'd prefer it if you kept out of this.
2) If you noticed, there were two comments below and another one in my previous post made within minutes of each other. Kinda' suspicious, eh?
Friday, May 19, 2006
Some people are just so jealous
... that they have to resort to posting absolute rubbish in my comments section. Like this anonymous freak pretending to be a girl and fantasizes about Lazychoo.
Let me tell you jealous freakos: The more you try to irk me, the more happier I'll be. What you said doesn't affect me, it instead makes me stronger and stand up for myself, thus feeling much, much better.
Just like the gossipy girls in SBF who are jealous of me because they feel that I get more attention than they do. Like hello? I actually make friends with the people I'm with, I actually am friendly to them, as opposed to all you girls who're all so stuck up thinking that as a lady rider you should be worshipped. You can continue gossiping and believing what other jealous girls say about me, it doesn't affect me at all because you're not even worth my consideration.
So there.
By the way, garbage-quality comments - 1) Will not be published (lucky I enabled the comments moderation in time) and 2) Will not affect my relationship with Lazychoo.
And last but not least, thanks for letting us know that you're a backstabber, idiot-who-left-comments-claiming-to-be-lazychoo's-lover, since you used his real name, we know you're one of the idiots one know or knew us. Dirty little backstabber.
Thanks, morons. You guys/ladies made my day! I didn't know I was someone to be jealous of.
... that they have to resort to posting absolute rubbish in my comments section. Like this anonymous freak pretending to be a girl and fantasizes about Lazychoo.
Let me tell you jealous freakos: The more you try to irk me, the more happier I'll be. What you said doesn't affect me, it instead makes me stronger and stand up for myself, thus feeling much, much better.
Just like the gossipy girls in SBF who are jealous of me because they feel that I get more attention than they do. Like hello? I actually make friends with the people I'm with, I actually am friendly to them, as opposed to all you girls who're all so stuck up thinking that as a lady rider you should be worshipped. You can continue gossiping and believing what other jealous girls say about me, it doesn't affect me at all because you're not even worth my consideration.
So there.
By the way, garbage-quality comments - 1) Will not be published (lucky I enabled the comments moderation in time) and 2) Will not affect my relationship with Lazychoo.
And last but not least, thanks for letting us know that you're a backstabber, idiot-who-left-comments-claiming-to-be-lazychoo's-lover, since you used his real name, we know you're one of the idiots one know or knew us. Dirty little backstabber.
Thanks, morons. You guys/ladies made my day! I didn't know I was someone to be jealous of.
Thursday, May 18, 2006
Weird happenings
First thing first: I've enabled comment moderation for this blog. Thanks to the freakos who keep spamming endless spams in my comments section. And yes! I've caught at least 7 of those trying to sneak in after I enabled the thing.
All you normal commentators will have to wait until I log on to publish your comments. Be patient, ok? Thanks.
To the spammers: nyuh nyuh nee pooh pooh! You cannot spam me!
So bite me.
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Been having weird dreams lately. Of people I've haven't seen in like, oh, forever. I dreamt of this guy whom I used to be with, and in my dream we were young again. He was still that blur boy I once knew.
Then I dreamt of this other person, whom I totally had not contacted with for like.. 7 years. I dreamt that... sshh! Can't tell you.
Anyway, what was weird was that today I saw that guy. We nodded in recognition, but I can see that he's struggling to remember who I am. Not that it's easy to remember who I was, I've changed a LOT since then.
And what made my blood boil was that when I browsed through his profile in friendster, I recognised his girlfriend. Dammit! How can this be? I know her! I hated her!
Ah well. It's their life now. Pah!
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Just an update:
The Newman magazine featuring yours truly at one of the back pages is coming out in JULY! Not August okay. I got the wrong information, and the editor told me in the email he sent over containing my photoshoot picture that it'd be coming out in July.
JULY issue of Newman magazine! Buy, people, buy!
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Something bad happened yesterday.
Lazychoo's bike broke down and refused to start up. But the situation quickly turned into a good one because our rescuers turned up and turned the whole thing into a Northern Knights outing!
These are the rescuers..
.. crowding around Lazychoo's bike.
Seeing the whole thing turn into an event, how can the blogger in me refuse to whip out her camera? Seems like somebody else is as weird as me, carrying a camera wherever I go.
When big groups gather, especially on the island in the middle of the T-junction of AMK ave 1 and Lorong Chuan, we draw unwanted attention.
Kudos to the guy who copied many, many ICs at one go!
Here's them still scratching their heads after the police went off.
Kelvin: How to do ah? *touches head*
Mark: Aiyer, how come cannot fix? *ruffles hair*
Ben: Eh you guys better find a solution before I start touching my head too *reaches to touch*
After one hour...
"Where's Lazychoo?"
"Gone to buy spark plug."
"Haven't come back ah?"
"I'm so tired!"
"Don't wake me up."
"Let's just pretend we're dead. "
After Lazychoo came back with no spark plug (he couldn't find any)..
Another rescuer! Nick!
Thinking of solutions to fix the thing.
Took out the fairing..
Messing around with the mysterious insides.
Whose tools are these?
That's just me not wanting to let such an opportunity go, and feeling too shy to sit alone.
Lazychoo's bike was finally up after a couple of hours. But it kept dying in the middle of riding, so me, CK and Nick followed closely behind.
My own bike died on me too, and everyone had to help me push start my bike. CK's horn wasn't working either.
We got stopped by TP a second time, and after explaining about the situation he let us go. I didn't even bother taking photos, we were all just soooooo tired.
After awhile, Lazychoo and CK were in front when Nick's bike died on him.
"Teehee~"
Ah well. Least I got a shot of my bike on the CTE.
Nice picture, eh?
Anyway, Daniel(this other Mito guy) had an accident today. It's like, WTF? This really isn't a week for riders, everybody's having so much problems together!
First thing first: I've enabled comment moderation for this blog. Thanks to the freakos who keep spamming endless spams in my comments section. And yes! I've caught at least 7 of those trying to sneak in after I enabled the thing.
All you normal commentators will have to wait until I log on to publish your comments. Be patient, ok? Thanks.
To the spammers: nyuh nyuh nee pooh pooh! You cannot spam me!
So bite me.
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Been having weird dreams lately. Of people I've haven't seen in like, oh, forever. I dreamt of this guy whom I used to be with, and in my dream we were young again. He was still that blur boy I once knew.
Then I dreamt of this other person, whom I totally had not contacted with for like.. 7 years. I dreamt that... sshh! Can't tell you.
Anyway, what was weird was that today I saw that guy. We nodded in recognition, but I can see that he's struggling to remember who I am. Not that it's easy to remember who I was, I've changed a LOT since then.
And what made my blood boil was that when I browsed through his profile in friendster, I recognised his girlfriend. Dammit! How can this be? I know her! I hated her!
Ah well. It's their life now. Pah!
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Just an update:
The Newman magazine featuring yours truly at one of the back pages is coming out in JULY! Not August okay. I got the wrong information, and the editor told me in the email he sent over containing my photoshoot picture that it'd be coming out in July.
JULY issue of Newman magazine! Buy, people, buy!
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Something bad happened yesterday.
Lazychoo's bike broke down and refused to start up. But the situation quickly turned into a good one because our rescuers turned up and turned the whole thing into a Northern Knights outing!
These are the rescuers..
.. crowding around Lazychoo's bike.
Seeing the whole thing turn into an event, how can the blogger in me refuse to whip out her camera? Seems like somebody else is as weird as me, carrying a camera wherever I go.
When big groups gather, especially on the island in the middle of the T-junction of AMK ave 1 and Lorong Chuan, we draw unwanted attention.
Kudos to the guy who copied many, many ICs at one go!
Here's them still scratching their heads after the police went off.
Kelvin: How to do ah? *touches head*
Mark: Aiyer, how come cannot fix? *ruffles hair*
Ben: Eh you guys better find a solution before I start touching my head too *reaches to touch*
After one hour...
"Where's Lazychoo?"
"Gone to buy spark plug."
"Haven't come back ah?"
"I'm so tired!"
"Don't wake me up."
"Let's just pretend we're dead. "
After Lazychoo came back with no spark plug (he couldn't find any)..
Another rescuer! Nick!
Thinking of solutions to fix the thing.
Took out the fairing..
Messing around with the mysterious insides.
Whose tools are these?
That's just me not wanting to let such an opportunity go, and feeling too shy to sit alone.
Lazychoo's bike was finally up after a couple of hours. But it kept dying in the middle of riding, so me, CK and Nick followed closely behind.
My own bike died on me too, and everyone had to help me push start my bike. CK's horn wasn't working either.
We got stopped by TP a second time, and after explaining about the situation he let us go. I didn't even bother taking photos, we were all just soooooo tired.
After awhile, Lazychoo and CK were in front when Nick's bike died on him.
"Teehee~"
Ah well. Least I got a shot of my bike on the CTE.
Nice picture, eh?
Anyway, Daniel(this other Mito guy) had an accident today. It's like, WTF? This really isn't a week for riders, everybody's having so much problems together!
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Something's wrong.
My role model's turning weak. She's letting the word love seep into her carefree life.
Sash, dear Sash, please don't be like me.
"They are the questions I don't ask because I know the answers would not satisfy either of us. They are the things I don't say because it would prematurely lead us down the path to destruction. They are the calls I don't make because I know it would be difficult for him to talk. They are the tears I don't shed because I choose to be the problem-free, skippy-la-la girl he prefers, the one who sticks with him and tries to cheer him up at a moment's notice even though she is crying inside.
These unsung, uncelebrated victories provide the invisible glue that hold our fragile union together.
And the spoils of each internal battle, I let him plunder. I entrust him the secret treasures of my heart and let him into my life, little by little. With each intimate confidence I share and each story I tell, I give him parts of myself that cannot be taken back.
I let my lotus heart unfurl for him, even as he runs his knife through it. His presence is a natural anaesthetic. I bleed, but I laugh. Because for those glorious moments, I feel so intensely alive. It is only when I am alone, sobering up to grim unforgiving reality, that I realize how deep the wounds go and how much it will take to heal."
Please..
"The higher I reach, the lower I fall - that is the contract I have signed with the devil months ago."
... don't...
"Whatever it is, we all pick our battles, and I have picked this one. It is a living-will choice to reject the lithium of common sense and pragmatism for now. And though the black madness rages about me, I will stand by that decision."
... be...
"Make no mistake, I am no deserter. But I would rather quit whilst I'm ahead, than pass the point of no return and have total destruction all around me. That is still a fair distance away. So until then, I soldier on and hope for the best."
... like me.
Please, Sash, don't let me lose faith. Please don't resign to a fate I've resigned myself to. Don't let them step all over you. You're so much better than that.
My role model's turning weak. She's letting the word love seep into her carefree life.
Sash, dear Sash, please don't be like me.
"They are the questions I don't ask because I know the answers would not satisfy either of us. They are the things I don't say because it would prematurely lead us down the path to destruction. They are the calls I don't make because I know it would be difficult for him to talk. They are the tears I don't shed because I choose to be the problem-free, skippy-la-la girl he prefers, the one who sticks with him and tries to cheer him up at a moment's notice even though she is crying inside.
These unsung, uncelebrated victories provide the invisible glue that hold our fragile union together.
And the spoils of each internal battle, I let him plunder. I entrust him the secret treasures of my heart and let him into my life, little by little. With each intimate confidence I share and each story I tell, I give him parts of myself that cannot be taken back.
I let my lotus heart unfurl for him, even as he runs his knife through it. His presence is a natural anaesthetic. I bleed, but I laugh. Because for those glorious moments, I feel so intensely alive. It is only when I am alone, sobering up to grim unforgiving reality, that I realize how deep the wounds go and how much it will take to heal."
Please..
"The higher I reach, the lower I fall - that is the contract I have signed with the devil months ago."
... don't...
"Whatever it is, we all pick our battles, and I have picked this one. It is a living-will choice to reject the lithium of common sense and pragmatism for now. And though the black madness rages about me, I will stand by that decision."
... be...
"Make no mistake, I am no deserter. But I would rather quit whilst I'm ahead, than pass the point of no return and have total destruction all around me. That is still a fair distance away. So until then, I soldier on and hope for the best."
... like me.
Please, Sash, don't let me lose faith. Please don't resign to a fate I've resigned myself to. Don't let them step all over you. You're so much better than that.
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
Photoblog
As an apology for not being the avid crazy blogger who blogs-every-single-day as you readers wish me to be.
Sorry~!
I came back home one day to find the kitty that Lazychoo caught for me hogging my bed.
He must've put it there before we went out. So sweet!
Here's an awfully heart-tugging photo (to me) of my precious baby.
The poor thing was made to put on this pair of shoes my grandma brought back for me from China. Not that I wear them anyway, I'm not into these kinda' shoes. Anyone wants them? Without the dog, of course.
Went for an Aprilian gathering one evening at Simpang Bedok. Normal-to-boring as usual. But we had our most happening outing ever that night; we gathered in the middle of TPE/SLE!
Well actually, bro Vik's bike died on him him while he was in the rightmost lane. And guess who went down to help?
Basically...
... everyone.
And so concludes our most happening outing, ever.
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Had my second photoshoot on Saturday, early in the morning. Here's the link:
http://www.moblog.com.sg/blogger/photo_list.asp?uid=E072BB97-D4EF-478E-914E-1FA43D1B249C&aid=B90725AC-6156-44AD-A069-68FCEADF3EA3
These are a lot better than my first photoshoot. Not to mention the fact that I was out til 4 in the morning and I had to get up at 6.30am, so I think my performance wasn't too bad.
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Was having dinner with Lazychoo at Long John's the other time.
Our conversation went normally until my mom sent me a photo of my grandparents and I showed it to him.
He said something wrong and it stung me so badly I started crying into my dinner.
He started apologising because he didn't know what actually happened, but I couldn't stop crying.
Silence.
We went out to the place where he parked his bike, and he extended his arms to hug me. It felt so comforting.
It lasted all of ... 3 seconds.
When he realized I wasn't holding a grudge, he let go and went smoking.
3 seconds. Maybe that's what I have to contend with for as long as we're together.
Ah well.
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My cousin's wedding banquet happened on Vesak Day, 12th of May. We all went into "mad rush" mode right before going for the banquet.
I ate this on my father's cab.
And immediately regretted. The chocolate was nice but.. I felt like puking. Bad case of car-sickness I guess.
Photos taken at the banquet...
My grandma, my grandpa and my cousin's parents
These are the chocolates given as wedding favors.
Lazychoo has an ulcer so he doesn't want to eat them with me, but I like sharing my chocolates with someone. Anyone wants one?
We were to give out about three to five of party crackers to each table lining the side of the red carpet that the couple was supposed to pass by. We did give them out, but saved exactly 10 for our table.
And we showered the couple with bangs and confetti when they walked in.
Bubbles! I want lotsa bubbles too!
Playing the games (or kena tekkan)
Giving the you'll-get-it-when-it's-your-turn look
Group photos after the dinner.
By the way, we stole all the flowers from the reception.
After the dinner, all we of-age cousins decided to go to Alley bar. Its a cosy place located at the side of Centerpoint.
With Chee Yong and Chee Keong.
With my younger cousin, Chee Yong (hi there!)
Shirong
Cheers!
You can actually tell that the groom is drunk already.
A rare photo of most of the Tan family's younger generation together outside.
Nyeh, nyeh!
It was totally awesome.
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These were taken by the incredibly bo liao phantom knights who whipped out their camera phones after some dude secretly took a photo of me on Vuitton's bike.
And Alexander wanted me on his bike, so...
Have a good laugh, peeps.
As an apology for not being the avid crazy blogger who blogs-every-single-day as you readers wish me to be.
Sorry~!
I came back home one day to find the kitty that Lazychoo caught for me hogging my bed.
He must've put it there before we went out. So sweet!
Here's an awfully heart-tugging photo (to me) of my precious baby.
The poor thing was made to put on this pair of shoes my grandma brought back for me from China. Not that I wear them anyway, I'm not into these kinda' shoes. Anyone wants them? Without the dog, of course.
Went for an Aprilian gathering one evening at Simpang Bedok. Normal-to-boring as usual. But we had our most happening outing ever that night; we gathered in the middle of TPE/SLE!
Well actually, bro Vik's bike died on him him while he was in the rightmost lane. And guess who went down to help?
Basically...
... everyone.
And so concludes our most happening outing, ever.
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Had my second photoshoot on Saturday, early in the morning. Here's the link:
http://www.moblog.com.sg/blogger/photo_list.asp?uid=E072BB97-D4EF-478E-914E-1FA43D1B249C&aid=B90725AC-6156-44AD-A069-68FCEADF3EA3
These are a lot better than my first photoshoot. Not to mention the fact that I was out til 4 in the morning and I had to get up at 6.30am, so I think my performance wasn't too bad.
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Was having dinner with Lazychoo at Long John's the other time.
Our conversation went normally until my mom sent me a photo of my grandparents and I showed it to him.
He said something wrong and it stung me so badly I started crying into my dinner.
He started apologising because he didn't know what actually happened, but I couldn't stop crying.
Silence.
We went out to the place where he parked his bike, and he extended his arms to hug me. It felt so comforting.
It lasted all of ... 3 seconds.
When he realized I wasn't holding a grudge, he let go and went smoking.
3 seconds. Maybe that's what I have to contend with for as long as we're together.
Ah well.
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My cousin's wedding banquet happened on Vesak Day, 12th of May. We all went into "mad rush" mode right before going for the banquet.
I ate this on my father's cab.
And immediately regretted. The chocolate was nice but.. I felt like puking. Bad case of car-sickness I guess.
Photos taken at the banquet...
My grandma, my grandpa and my cousin's parents
These are the chocolates given as wedding favors.
Lazychoo has an ulcer so he doesn't want to eat them with me, but I like sharing my chocolates with someone. Anyone wants one?
We were to give out about three to five of party crackers to each table lining the side of the red carpet that the couple was supposed to pass by. We did give them out, but saved exactly 10 for our table.
And we showered the couple with bangs and confetti when they walked in.
Bubbles! I want lotsa bubbles too!
Playing the games (or kena tekkan)
Giving the you'll-get-it-when-it's-your-turn look
Group photos after the dinner.
By the way, we stole all the flowers from the reception.
After the dinner, all we of-age cousins decided to go to Alley bar. Its a cosy place located at the side of Centerpoint.
With Chee Yong and Chee Keong.
With my younger cousin, Chee Yong (hi there!)
Shirong
Cheers!
You can actually tell that the groom is drunk already.
A rare photo of most of the Tan family's younger generation together outside.
Nyeh, nyeh!
It was totally awesome.
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These were taken by the incredibly bo liao phantom knights who whipped out their camera phones after some dude secretly took a photo of me on Vuitton's bike.
And Alexander wanted me on his bike, so...
Have a good laugh, peeps.
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