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Although I don't get agree with the title, it is still being used. Why? I have a reason for it. Circular? Maybe. But here's what has happened.QY and I bumped into each other late on a Saturday evening. Since he was looking for a study room with not much luck, I invited him to share the study room with me. QY is my OBS group mate and Comms 101 project mate. We haven't been keeping in much contact

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As expected, he seems to have forgotten all about it! What does he mean by having to 'check' if the meeting is confirmed when I was already told that he has the date down on his organiser? Next, does he have to reconfirm that the meeting is merely a "talk" on the subject? I see, it is to fend off any speculations that its a date right? No one said that it is one anyway. Besides, I wasn't the one

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Last night, someone asked me if I want to join him and one of his love interestS to the Mosaic Music Festival at the Esplanade. Being a poor student who live by student meals, I balked at the sight of the prices. "It's unbelievably inexpensive. Some are even FOC," he said. Strange, how come I don't see those? Perhaps, its due to the fact that I did not "receive enough angpows" unlike others. In

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I have not blogged in ages! Since my debut blog at Blogspot, viewership has hit rock bottom. What's the point of blogging? Unlike VirginGrad, I do not find blogging that cathartic. Ouch! I have just realised that I have a couple of scratches on my legs after an hour of cycling at ECP. Been scraped by the rusty old bike from the kiosk. Ok, blame it on the user if you want. I havent touched a bike

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1) Would you borrow huge amounts of money from your friends/relatives to finance (frivolous) tripS to various countries Hong Kong, Taiwan, Spain, Vietnam, Thailand and Korea? Bearing in mind that you will be heavily in debt upon graduation?Me--I think the person in question has caught a silly travel bug. One good place is fair enough for my post graduate trip.2) Would you reconstruct your body

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Be in your pinky best.That was the dress code of the night. Looking around at Liquid Room, I realised that we were kinda cheated. The she-males were the enthusiastic ones, dressed in immaculate pink. Edgy and adventurous, you go gurrl!!! Laughs.The party was treading on grounds of boredom. Sure, there were delectable canapes, free flow of booze and pink-themed snacks such as pacifier gummies,

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M1--the voiceM2--the brainM3--the supposed good friend

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-That sister of mine has outdone me again. This time, she is posted to BKK to play basketball against the Thais. 2 years ago, she was posted to Perth to play against the Aussies. Drats, I have never even been to those 2 places! -Recently, my (gal)project mates and I have been engaging in palsy-walsy talks. Well, its probably no biggie elsewhere, but in SG! I digress. For example, that visit to

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F says:heyF says:how u doing?F says:is that you? on the picture?F says:you must have gotten so much beautiful!!MJ says:yoMJ says:transcribing at the momentMJ says:yes its me..i dun look like tt most of the timeMJ says:and thanksMJ says:hahaF says:you have always been looking pretty F says:where u?MJ says:oh pls....u r too kindMJ says:im at home wassupF says:HahaF says:well, i would have dated you

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So M has decided to MSN me yesterday, after what seemed like 2 months? If you were to notice the date, it is one day after my initative smses. Welcoming the turn of events, I was happy for a while, indulging in those idle chit-chatting. Good times seldom last and he had to go offline rather abruptly.2 minutes later, he dropped me a sms."btw MJ, would I be seeing you at XXX again?"Dear all, make a

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MAfter much musing in my room, I have decided to pick up the handphone and drop him a message. Hated myself for having the guts, or rather, the inability to overcome the urge to communicate with him in any form. He replied. The tone was matter of factly and civil. Nothing chummy. I sent another sms to reconfirm my judgement. I was right. EarringsThey are chintzy and they embarrased me. I have

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I wasn’t thinking of you until my friends me of your presence in one of their random ramblings. All their praises for you seem all so familiar; talented, cute, great vocals etc. I didn’t expect them to check out that watering hole opposite school as it is no where as happening as Walas or anything of that standard. I understand that you are not into me and probably making use of me for that

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You have no idea how much I dread going there especially when rain curses upon my head. There was no contingency which suggests a group of airheaded organisers. The activity has to be executed because of its kind intention- to celebrate a friend's birthday. Thereby, I had no choice but to turn up in spite of a makeup class prior that. As of now, I am suffering from the repercussions of taking

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I guess I should adopt my friend's style in blogging. That is, to adopt sub-headings for my thoughts. This is because having one and only title will not do justice to the various issues I'm going to talk about. I have no idea why am I even explaining this to you. It is my blog, and mine alone or so I think. Snigger. Oh come on, I do know that sometimes I'm not writing for myself.Blog Censorship

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List three random facts about yourself that your friends might not know.1. To pinch grisly kids2. To have at least one (cute) AC boyfriend3. To visit Bermuda Triangle7 things that scare me1. Humans (People are more evil than supernatural.)2. Ghosts (Poor heart skipped too many a beat)3. Creepy Crawlies (Scream the house down should a grasshopper decide to visit)4. Failure (Thin-skinned)5. Death (

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I am inherently impatient. But, it is more pronounced these days. Really, don't ask me for elaboration and steer clear of the obvious. Also, don't speak in a lingo that is only fit for your personal appreciation. And, one more time of those egocentric fishing, I will personally strangle you with my bare hands! Arrrgghh, and mum has to do it to me, just 3 seconds ago! Repeat, repeat, always asks

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I know I should give him up. After all, it is obviously, one-sided. However, after his lovely remix of my 2 favourite songs, my feelings went out of control. Hmmm, maybe I should sing (or an attempt) him this song instead.My life is brilliantMy love is pureI saw an angelOf that I'm sureShe smiled at me on the subwayShe was with another manBut I won't lose no sleep on that,'Cause I've got a

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I was invited to David Gan's Celebrating Passion Party at Ritz Carlton last night. A hectic mad rush hit me a few hours before the event at 8pm. Armed with neither glamourous nor fasionable outfits, I was closed to tears. No la, not that kua zhang though, Adaline, my trusty shopping mate was almost certain that I might start hyperventilating ( a common state I am in before any presentation). To

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Being an avid reader of The Sunday Times, I will always be informed about the latest online scoop. So, allow me share with you a seemingly accurate* personality test site as well as a glimpse of my personality.Alright, it isn't all that a personality test. It determines the type of lover one should go for. Well, my test results reckons I ought to go for a playboy. Darling, I have already know

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Sunday MorningSunday morning rain is fallingSteal some covers share some skinClouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettableYou twist to fit the mold that I am inBut things just get so crazy living life gets hard to doAnd I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knewThat someday it would lead me back to youThat someday it would lead me back to you--Maroon 5What a gloomy Sunday, once more.

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Some men think that paying for your purchases (shopping or meals or cover or drinks) means that they have some form of ownership over you, at least for that immediate period.I am informed that there is no free lunch in this world but one does not expect this to to be applicable to your guy friends. Anyway, this person is not exactly a friend but a galfriend's date for the night. Y is attached by

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Cai Tao Kway Stall Hawker: 你要什么？D: 我要黑色的Cai Tao Kway.Hawker: 哪个？黑 or 白？D: 黑的，好像你的心那么黑的咯！Hawker: ...Master bedroomMum: Looks like you have really lost a bit of weight here. Your cheeks look rather sunken now.D: (smirks)Mum: So do you know what is your acceptable weight?D: 80kgMum: Really, who told you? The doctor down the street?D: No, I said one.Mum: ... But why 80?D: I am now 87 so 80 is

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"If only your mind was washable. There have been so many times since then when I have wanted to lift off the top of my head, like the top of a boiled egg, take out my brain and rinse it under the tap like a dirty sponge, squeezing it over and over again, until the water ran clear. Then I would take a hosepipe and flush out my empty head with it, getting out all the gunge, pop the nice clean brain

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I guess office-induced frustration has always been ubiquitous. I thought that I am probably spared of those accursed spleen as I am only an intern. I tried not to take things too seriously when things don't go too smoothly for me. I will just have to take everything in my stride. I take it as a form of training before the commencement of real work. However, after weeks of gruelling work in the

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I was browsing at Borders about 2 months ago in the search for ‘A Pain In The Neck’ (FYI, it is neither sold at Borders nor Kinno. One can only get it online) when I came across a self-book, ‘Don’t Sweat the Small Stuff.’ Maybe I am as neurotic as Bridget Jones who has a natural inclination towards self-help books. We seek mental nourishment to soothe our frazzled nerves. Anyway, flipping though

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I know how some feel about "Eye For A Guy." Well, I am usually not bothered with reality TV shows. The reason is simple. The namesake (TV) has already suggested that it is nothing but a sham.Well as planned, each guy who goes after the Oh SO HOt-Denise Keller has a personality so unique that it is scary. The whole variety concept seems to be taken off Hong Guan Variety pack. They seemed to be

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The Keys to Your HeartYou are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.In love, you feel the most alive when your partner is patient and never willing to give up on you.You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.Your ideal relationship is

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I bloody hate it when people fish for compliments, presents or treats.When they got an A grade for their module, they would maneuver their way around maladroitly and plant the question. In return, you will have to say, "wow, so good, congrats!"When they have played some exclusive- sounding water sports like cable skiing or wakeboarding and will persist in that topic until you said, "wow, so cool!

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Although I may have some free time at the moment, I am in no mood in writing grandmama story. In short, these are top five things on my mind and they are not in order.1) According to HT, I do want to scold that verbal misogynist. Yes I do. Other than the fact that I am probably not a peace loving person, I really want to give him a piece of my mind. To some, I have been taken for granted a tad

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My poor phingers are paralyzed.This is the doing of that evil Strategy paper I had 26 minutes ago. A good thing that I have trimmed my nails or else it will end up like Kit's, whose nails have dug themselves hard into her palm. That poor girl. I wonder if Toru is mildly sadistic, enjoying the sight of his students having their palms inscribed with nail-induced patterns.I have been worrying about

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Shit, this blogging thing is pretty addictive. I have yet to do shit for my 1/2 take home exam. No shit! Ok, promised myself to start working hard after this. I was with mum at Chinatown last Saturday in my not-so-smart casuals; tee, berms and glasses. Despite the certain brands I was carrying, they certainly did not boost my confidence. I just don't think I looked good enough to feel confident.

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Its been a while since I have laid my eyes on a guy. It has been donkey years, I swear. The last serious crush was on C, when I was still wearing that set of blue hues. That crush seemed to last forever. About 4 years to be exact. Friends often told me to move on but I persisted. I 'enjoyed' getting myself terribly crushed each time he got attached to another girl, but me. Shrug. I guess I was

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I know what others called me sometimes, Missy Superstitious. I dismiss that. I think Astrology and such are worthy read. Gohsama, do you remember the predictions of that HK Astrologer (No, he is no disciple of Emperor Deity...Shit, the thought of your friend's made-up person-Zhu De Ba is an all time knee-slapper. Hahaha)? Anyway, he claimed that it was an ill-starred day coupled with tons of yin

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We were back from our Sunday shopping at TP NTUC.Setting: At the doorstep.Both mum and I had our hands full of shopping bags. While, Dad has only a bag in one hand and a car key in the other. He was standing behind us.Mum: Ay, go and press the doorbell, our hands are full.Dad: (showed mum the carkey in his hand) How to press?Mum: Huh, its ONLY a carkey! Go and do it!Dad: WHY are you so particular

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I have always considered myself a Market Maven, one who is rather obsessed with accumulating information and sharing them. The information broker, I, will share with you my eventful Wednesday at the slimming centres. I was excited even before I was physically there. The reason is simple. My conjectural belief is that there is latent rivalry between the two Singapore’s largest slimming centres.

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The Death Test www.okcupid.com/death According to our research, you'll be dead by November 2069 at age 87 - probable cause - cancer YOU DIE: 87.2 years AVERAGE FEMALE LIFE SPAN: 77.1 years As you can plainly see, you have more health & vitality than the average woman. function drawGraph(pct) { document.write(' '); } WHY YOU DIE? 56% cancer 24% car accident 13% loneliness 5% drowning of the

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I am convinced that I would remain in that status for a very, very long time. I mentioned that I need a breakthrough in my life, especially in the department of studies and romance . M asked what's with the sudden interest in guys again. That sounds wrong for I, Miss J has always been interested in (selected) the opposite sex. As usual, life has been dismal for the malcontented one. Unfair as it

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I ought to learn not to be overly pessimistic about things, especially new ones. Inferior complex embedded deep in me sometimes inhibits my social mechanisms. With R's less than appreciating comment about my outfit for the bash, I was self conscious and in constant anxiety before the event. However, when I saw women dressed in nondescript clothes, I was feeling much better. Even R herself, who

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YAY!!! THEY did NOT turn up.Potluck was a small but pretty warm affair. I would have to admit that most of his friends are rather nice chaps. The cordial kind who will make the effort to make R and I feel at home.The biggest draw was the wasabi prawns. Have you ever tried that? Creamy yet with fiery shots up your nose; a delectable treat. Obviously, the great chef is obviously not spared from my

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So many things have happened lately. It certainly takes little to fret the paranoid, high strung me. I have a stupid potluck tomorrow. It is not that stupid, really. It ought to be fun! However, with the high possibility of J and her band of whores turning up, really irks me. Why the hell did he invite them? ScowL. Fine, I'm angrier than that, so much that I am having problems having proper

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Alright, he has finally called.Yes, I have expected his call but it has taken longer than expected. Thus, I have decided to give it a miss. Playing hard to get huh. Not really, considering he's no special someone but just a good friend. I msged and explained the missed call-I was asleep. Not exactly a lie as I am down with a flu. I need a rest. Well, he didnt reply (I hate it when people don't

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We seldom communicate other than these occasional mundane questions. "Where's the newspapers?" "Is it time to pay your school fees yet?" "Have food?" There is hardly any communication. Real time failure for the both of us. Seriously, there's nothing much we could talk about. He's pretty lame to start with. Lame, not corny. He says the most random stuff yet he prides himself as being

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The act itself infuriates me to the max. It is even worse when my close friends did it. When this happens, I feel abandoned each time. I hate being ignored. I am not an attention seeker. It is basic courtesy to reply. No one likes talking to a wall. Speaking to inanimate objects only thrills little children. My close friends like to do the following: R starts with a sms but doesnt reply

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Date: 16/12/04 Venue: The Ladies at Swiss Garden Hotel Lobby Action: Pee As mum, sis and I stepped into the toilet, we bumped into these 2 teenage girls again. We found their faces familiar because they were our breakfast neighbours at Garden Terrace Cafe a couple of hours ago. Mum reckons the older girl (weird head=WH) has a pretty sweet face. Ok, I concur, only to a limited extent. This is

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My level of tolerance for kids is dwindling. Seriously, it is going to hit the zero meter mark by the end of year 2004. Incident 1: I was walking and talking with mum outside a foodcourt when a female kid of age around 7 years old walked towards us haphazardly, roaring away, "WEI, WEI, WEI, WEI, WEI, WEI, WEI, WEI." She stoped to stare and edged herself between us to get past. In that split

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ML msned me a while ago. As usual, her messages are rare, probably thrice a year. Without fail, her statements are crass and rude. Her curt lines annoy me to the max. Take this for example. ML: When are you starting school next year? Me: Hey! 3rd of Jan ML: Your head lah Me: (Taken aback at her rudeness and starts fuming. That bitch talks as if she isnt educated at all) Wad? ML: You want to

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Venue: Swiss Garden Hotel KL; lobby Date: 16/12/04 Time: 1:40pm Action: waiting for the coach to save me from smoke suffocation Events and thoughts do not follow a certain sequence as I jot these pieces of random information onto the back pages of my 2004 organiser. I felt a strange sense of satisfaction when I filled the very last page with my scribbles. For a person who has often left things

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What Number Are You? You Are the Reformer 1 You're a responsible person - with a clear sense of right and wrong.High standards are important to you, and you do everything to meet them.You are your own worst critic, feeling ashamed if you're not perfect.You have the highest integrity, and people expect you to be fair.

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I'm surprised. I have anticipated a form of release after choking out that old glob of more than a decade. Yet, nothing of that sort happened. In fact, things are still as ordinary as ever. Ordinary, yes, ordinary. The same kind of treatment I have been receiving year after year, day after day. I have underestimated her hardness. She is unmoved by what I have done for her. My pride has received

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Its out. I have finally made my confession.

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