Wednesday, June 28, 2006
i realized yst that i would make a very good slut impressionist. which is not very good. thank you josh for helping me come to that realization. and for the record, or peter's record rather, i'm not lesbian nor is yati. haha. assessment dance is uber slutty, i'll have to go for confession. i'm not even catholic. how about serious repentance? and i realized one other thing, guys who pull off body wave and ripples really well look really hot doing a slutty female dance. such a turn on.
<3 4:27 PM
Monday, June 26, 2006
<3 4:19 PM <3 12:27 AM
Saturday, June 24, 2006
<3 3:31 PM
Friday, June 23, 2006
<3 2:33 PM
Thursday, June 22, 2006
<3 11:14 PM <3 9:49 AM
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
<3 12:40 PM
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
<3 3:51 PM
Saturday, June 17, 2006
<3 2:29 AM
Thursday, June 15, 2006
<3 10:56 PM
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
<3 1:47 PM
Monday, June 12, 2006
<3 8:41 PM
Sunday, June 11, 2006
<3 8:01 PM
Saturday, June 10, 2006
<3 2:34 AM
Friday, June 09, 2006
<3 12:19 AM
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
<3 11:42 PM
Monday, June 05, 2006
<3 1:35 PM
Sunday, June 04, 2006
<3 11:55 PM
Saturday, June 03, 2006
<3 12:26 PM <3 12:02 AM
Friday, June 02, 2006
<3 9:39 AM <3 1:50 AM
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEREK!!
actually, this was the end of the day. loves* MK0603
oh, before i forget again. the background picture of this blog was taken by denise law li lin. (=
i like this picture. loves*
we are happy pple (=
pimp and his women. hey pimp, look at the camera lah.
he ain't no pimp. he's an extra =P
once again, dont ask. i really dont know (x
we had a rocky meal. get it? rocky meal. we were sitting on rocks lah! heh.
we were bored and still a little high
that's all folks. hope it was as fun for you to view as it was for me to actually be there. haha. nah, i highly doubt it. toodles.
yay! i can finally have a sentosa post!!!.jpg)
dont ask. i dont know =P
hungry pple. sadly there was no wang wang xue bing. mei de zuo brudder..jpg)
we the girls of 0603. +1 and -a few. including the photographer-niselaw!
introducing chris. papa bear of the day (=1.jpg)
it was a dimple statement. go figure.
nise is such a babe <3
this is one of a few sentosa posts. pictures alvin, pictures.
i was talking to pei shan last night and i realized why we have a tendency to be more depressed at night than in the day. it is not because the problems only show themselves at night, and it is not because we are all alone at night. the problems and despairs that we have at night are exactly the same as those we have in the day, they just seem so mush more real at night because we have nothing to do. and this applies to the day as well. as long as we have nothing to do, and we are not preoccupied with a hundred and one things to do, we start to think. we think about all the problems and despairs we have. we think of what could be and what is not. we just think and think. so the key to total happiness is to not have any problems or despairs [kinda duh but pretty impossible] or always have something to do.
i still cant post a sentosa entry cause i have no pictures. alvin!!!
focus on your bad points and i should have no problem
everybody loved my shepherd's pie yst. it was our class potluck at sentosa by the way. i would post pictures if alvin would send them to me. will post one or maybe even two collages when i get all the pictures. it was definitely a blast though..jpg)
i shall post one pic. what is sentosa without shades (=
headed to the library today with gdine. went to get stuff for my father's day 'art project' too. i am almost finished with my phobias speech. that is a good thing.
we take pictures all the time. smile*
my father's day present turned out pretty nicely. the third attempt didnt look as disastrous as the first two. it looks really nice now. still not perfect but still pretty good.
back
side
front
jon has called me 4 times since he landed. that makes up for all the unfulfilled phone calls he promised in sg.
yst was another hubbies day in and out.
we watched something's gotta give and taxi
had the best time.
it was kinda funny actually. we were watching the movies on my laptop in the lounge. and there were people who stood outside the lounge and looked in. happy to be of service ppl (=
it was chomp chomp time after of course.
on the bus
it was another heart to heart session. gdine is the only person who lets me go on and on and never shows any visual, or verbal, signs of wanting me to stop. and believe me, i really can go on and on. really love her for that.
moooo! cute ice cream stick.
oh! i made 7 pennies yst. right hub? (=
and gdine sure loves her chui kueh!
the past month has proven, at some points, to be unbearable. but i got through it. i dont think its because of anyone, but more so, because of the fact that days do past whether i like it or not. it would have only been a matter of time before I got through it. i guess the real question is what came out of the past month. am i happier? stronger? or even more frail and upset than i was to begin with. i realized today why you can never mend a broken heart back to perfection. because like glass, when the heart shatters, it shatters into so many pieces. you may be able to piece back the big pieces but your going to have a big problem with the small and tiny pieces. most of the time, or all of the time rather, those small and tiny pieces just dont seem to fit back to where their suppose to. and to think my heart has truly been broken at least three times. can you imagine the amount of small and tiny pieces i'd be missing? all i pray is that you would be kept safe and in good health. when you go back to the states, i'm gonna miss you. and i hope you dont forget me. but today, our story ends. I am finally going to have the courage to put a 'the end'. goodbye my dear. goodbye my baby. goodbye my prince. goodbye my HIP. may we always be friends.
another chapter closed. never again will I flip it's pages.
i met you at camp. you were single. i wanted you, really wanted you. i just didnt know if you would want me too or if i should even let you know. then a good friend came back from the states and took me in. so i figured it wasnt meant to be. you and me. so then you were single but i wasnt. now i am single and my feelings havent wavered. i want you again. but your not single. attached to my friend. you love her so much. and she loves you. if only you knew that she wasnt the only one who loves you. my hearts already yours.
accounts ica today turned out to be pretty ok. probably because i cramped as much as i could in to my wee little head. it is only in poly i realize what it means to cramp information into your head to the point of explosion. not literally of course, but it honestly feels that way. as if your C drive has gone into serious over drive. such that when you take the test it becomes a 'delete while regugitating' sort of thing. now i know how a full, packed to the brim, suitcase feels when it is being closed. not that it actually feels, aww you know what i mean. i'm blabbering. gee! i talk too much even when i type.
didnt go for dance though. dont want to push the on-off fever. and it's the holidays so things will definitely be more relaxed. i pray it will anyway. i learned to cook mummy's spaghetti yst. i think i'll cook it for the potluck. whee. heh!
yee shan play cheat one!
that's my cashcard. cool huh?!
today was filled with sneezing, coughing and a creeping fever. not that great a day. but it wasnt all bad. there were good parts. like yong tau foo for lunch, with soup that had tasty seaweed. and there was chicken pau before that. it's not all abt food. there was denise and flor and alvin that made it a wee bit better. to top that, i had dance today. i absolutely warf the jazz assesment choreo. and dance-dude looks so good when he dances. there was also yati and pauline that made dance so much better. love the people that make braving the sickness and coming to school all worth while.
i havent talked to you for two whole days. havent even attempted to call you. i feel proud of myself.
was suppose to continue it yst but blogger got all screwy on me.
as i was saying, we cam whored.
i mack you ; you mack me (=
the eye
the eye 2
the eye 3?
yst i had church. it was pretty good. then i had lunch with my aunty and headed to the library. finished my research for the unusual phobias speech, so that was pretty good. then i bought frozen pizza and a breezer and headed home. finished american pie 1,2 and 3. 4 is a little screwed up so cant watch it yet. watched so many movies this weekend.
this part is specially for my dear dear hubby. [she wanted something interesting to read]
The fear of blushing
Erythrophobia
Eh-rith-row-foe-bee-ah
Erytophobia
Er-it-o-phobia
Ereuthophobia
Eh-ru-toe-phobia
Often associated with the fear of turning red, this phobia finds its origin in the Greek word for red- erythro
The fear of vomiting
Emetophobia
Em-et-o-phobia
Emeto, the Greek verb to vomit, neatly explains the origin of this common phobia
The fear of open spaces
Agoraphobia
Ag-or-ah-phobia
Commonly accepted to be the most widespread phobia, this fear of open spaces and crowds derives in meaning from the Greek word for marketplace- agora
i hope that was interesting enough for you hub(=
have so much to do in the house. and i have 18 stats questions to finish. time to get to it.
yst i had hubby over at my place. guess what we did?
here's a clue
here's one more clue
yea. we spent the entire day at my place watching video after video.
just married
little nicky
bride and prejudice
and we had oven-backed once-frozen pizza for lunch.
but that is not all we did. we cam-whored.
yep. we sure did.
it comes a time when every blog entry has to be continued...
we love duke!!! [this one is for you nise]
let me show you how much we love him. desperate aye? not.
this was a failed attempt. tried taking one with both of us in it.
say hello to happy people =)
i have been home for the entire day. 3 more days. i'll survive.
dance was crazy. i can barely move. i was trying to open a packet of cereal and had to end up using a pair of scissors. there isnt much power left in my arms or my legs. but no matter how crazy, it was still the best thing i did the whole week. i had an awesome time. like totally awesome. i am not exactly great, not that i have ever been, but i get atention no doubt. and for an intructor pleaser like me, a little attention is better than nothing. the choreo for jazz assesment is actually pretty nice. really fast and breath taking(taking every ounce of breath away) no doubt, but when done really nicely, it looks very good. just have to brush up and polish, alot. i enjoy it, so i'll survive.
i am meeting ma' woman in approximately 9hrs. hurry and dry you hair so i can sleep.
the house is empty. i really miss them. really really miss them. only 4 more days, it'll be over soon. i hope. and i am pretty sure my POM paper is screwed, there is still a likely hood of passing econs. better study for my accounts. toodles world (=