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[28 Nov 2009|11:44pm] |
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Okay, I seriously cannot believe that my first proper post after a long time would be about something like that and in the middle of my exams. (And I'm not even done studying for my two papers on Monday!) But seriously, I don't think any other artist has made such an impact on me before. She is everything I stand for and more. I just can't believe that someone like that could ever make it into mainstream music. I feel as if a revolution is about to happen. And I'm here watching the birth of an icon. I could be calling it too quickly, but I sincerely hope that her music and her art, her visions, the things she stand for, will be here to stay for a long time. The world needs to move forward. I just hope we are not that myopic.
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| Toilet Bowl Face |
[29 Jun 2009|12:28am] |
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Lost my phone AND wallet. Quite freaking pissed with general humanity. Contact me here! :)
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| Wet Weather Forecasts |
[19 Mar 2009|11:31pm] |
And if it's going to be a rainy day
There's nothing we can do to make it change
We can pray for sunny weather
But that won't stop the rain
You're feeling like you've got no place to run
I can be your shelter til it's done
We can make this last forever
So please don't stop the rain
Let it fall, let it fall, let it fall
Please don't stop the rain
Let it fall, let it fall, let it fall
Please don't stop the rain |
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[16 Jan 2009|07:32pm] |
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Credits to Michelle
By far, the one I liked the best.
Work has been mundane. I am only too glad for the long weekend break and a relaxing cruise. Seafood at Klang, here we come. Life has been so much living in the now, that I struggle to comprehend the consequences of my ignoring my undone ucas application. Whatever, I am content. No more chasing unattainables. Besides, I have all I need.
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| Fallibility |
[07 Jan 2009|10:46pm] |
I thought they were indestructible. But I guess I was wrong. Well, they were the best pair of spectacles I ever had. It's just too bad.
So maybe I liked them a freaking lot. But I wasn't the least bit pissed when they broke. I am, however, kind of sad.
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| Dress Dilemma |
[01 Dec 2008|05:25am] |
Everyone at fashionism.org is telling me to wear ONE, it seems I'm the only one rooting for TWO.
It's just too bad ruffles are one of the hottest things this year, and no one appreciates blue.
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| *cough*splutter*cough* |
[31 Oct 2008|12:36am] |
ACK! I'm choking up. I feel like the drainage cover in your shower, the toilets in a mall, the three year old kid in Japan who choked on Konnyaku jelly (Poor Boy!).
THREE PAINFUL MORE DAYS.
I feel completely and utterly inadequate. I feel ugly, fat, and rotten. But most of all, I feel especially stupid. I am overcome by such a sense of shame and guilt due to my utter lack of intellectual capability. I am so convinced that I am going to die a horrible death come November 3rd that I have already booked a slot at the crematorium. Eight am at Mandai if you must come and see me burn.
Oh, if someone would just come and thump me on the back to get the horrid stuff out of my windpipes. I can't breathe in all these numbers and facts. OR YOU COULD JUST THUMP ME ON MY HEAD AND END IT ONCE AND FOR ALL!
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| PAINKILLERS <333 |
[12 Oct 2008|06:28pm] |
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I hope it's a tumour. If not, I want it to be ossifying. Anyhow, it's the best legitmate cover up for my immobility on the study charts. The past week has been eventful. Most notably, I had the most beautiful day in my entire life. I wish I could say perfect but it was marred by an incredible swelling that hurts like fuck. I hope it kills me. Life is so not worth it some times. You keep wishing some one will come fish you out of this gunk. Hah, keep wishing Mag.
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| Failing Comprehension |
[20 Sep 2008|01:22am] |
At first, I was utterly convinced that I am going to fail everything else. When you don't know what you're supposed to know, then I guess you don't know anything at all. I was angry when I got the paper back, seething throughout the entire two hours of pain we had to endure. It was insulting to say the least, because these people who are accusing my ineptitude in English are the very people who murdered any shred of proficiency in writing that I ever had. But as the two long hours passed, and as the blistering heat of the day was neutered by cold jelly and a good friend, I came to realise how irrelevant Anger was in this equation. If I was ever going to get through this, which I fully intend to, I will just have to work harder to give them what they want. So maybe I am going to fail everything else, but there really isn't time to be pissed, upset or depressed. In fact, there really isn't time for anything else at all.
Life is fraught with uncertainty, and in so many ways that scares me. For the next sixty days, I can only do my best to minimize that uncertainty. But if I could pick one thing to be certain of, I would want to know that sixty years later, our hands will still be smelling of garlic like they are today because we'll have many more of those days.
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| Trepidation |
[23 Jul 2008|11:36pm] |
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The sky this morning made me think that it was the end of the world, finally. But alas, I was wrong.
Block test results were disappointing even though I managed to steer clear of any Us. I thought I'd be glad enough, but I guess my personal standards are higher than I thought. If anything, dismal results ought to kickstart my engine into overdrive, but I seem to be paralysed. It's rather worrying considering that prelims are barely a month away. How does one find motivation to study all year round? I am definitely a seasonal mugger, but this winter is waaaaaaaaay too long.
My epiphany for the day: (amid scholarship talks, prom briefing and hair-tearing about getting 4 demerit points for nothing) THE FUTURE IS NOT SO DISTANT ANY MORE! I am trembling with fear and excitement.
POLL!
Do you think Mag should be
a) A Lawyer
b) An Economist
c) An Engineer
d) An Actress
e) Prime Minister
NO, seriously.
Hello Xinyi, I miss you! I think you should be a geography-person-thing, but only if that allows you to lie on the ground and pretend you're trying to predict earthquakes. :)
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| Despite a neckache and Roger's loss, among other fanciful things, this is how I feel now. |
[07 Jul 2008|11:48pm] |
The Velvet Underground - I'm Sticking WIth You
I'm sticking with you
'Cos I'm made out of glue
Anything that you might do
I'm gonna do too
You held up a stage coach in the rain
And I'm doing the same
Saw you're hanging from a tree
And I made believe it was me
I'm sticking with you
'Cos I'm made out of glue
Anything that you might do
I'm gonna do too
People going to the stratosphere
Soldiers fighting with the cong?
But with you by my side I can do anything
When we swing
We hang past right or wrong
I'll do anything for you
Anything you want me too
I'll do anything for you
Oohoh I'm sticking with you
Oohoh I'm sticking with you
Oohoh I'm sticking with you
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| Ten |
[12 May 2008|12:34am] |
Apt is perhaps the best word to describe everything now. Undisputed champions, from the front line to the back line, right down to the substitutes sitting on the bench. But at the end of the day, it is not the much lauded stars like Ronaldo, Rooney or Tevez that made the difference. The winning factor was experience. Players like Giggs and Scholes are still there for a reason, and they have shown us why.
Moscow, here we come!
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| Champions League Finals! |
[30 Apr 2008|05:48am] |
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OKAY, so I didn't manage to wake at 0230 hours, and I was so freaking nervous as soccernet was loading on the screen, but oh my god I am so ecstatic! Paul Scholes! <33 Big people step up in big matches (which is what I am going to do, no shit.) The live commentator on soccernet is cute, of Ronaldo's hair, he says "His slick do is positively shining like a beacon!". Well, it's pretty early in the morning, and I'm really awake now, and really really happy.
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| Defining point, but not the turning point. |
[27 Apr 2008|01:22am] |
I have only two things to say today.
Firstly, sometimes you know that some things aren't worth it, but when you're crazy for it, it's not a matter of weighing the consequences anymore.
Secondly, GO MANCHESTER UNITED.
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| The Last and The Best |
[20 Apr 2008|07:50pm] |
I am finally awake enough. I can't even begin to describe how tired I was last night. Logistics was hell, but damn worth it, even if our eggs failed us. :) Zhiwei is the best.
So, anyway, this is how our term ends. Okay, maybe I'm a little disappointed cos my classmates most definitely didn't enjoy themselves. You always want your friends' approval the most, and especially after all the hard work you've put in, the last thing you'd want to hear is that at least the food was good. But you can never expect to please all 400 people. Four hundred people, I don't know how anyone's going to top that. The turnout alone is enough to blow your socks, but that's definitely not the winning factor. The greatest part was when you're walking towards the mrt, feeling a bit sorry that your classmates had to sit at the back, wondering if it was that bad, then you hear a bunch of people shouting "Three cheers for fac comm!", right in public, then you know you've done a fantastic job. We were great, from the banner, the place, the ambience, the food, the programme, everything. We're that good.
I think most, if not all of us, have been waiting to get fac outing over and done with so that we can get on with our trainings for our seasons, or try to catch up with our studies. The preparation for the event was not always a happy affair either. But at the end of the day, I doubt any one of us would say we wouldn't have done it again if we had the choice. I am thankful for every single one of you, and I super love us, even if some times some of us are bastards. <3
Artemis Faculty Committee 07/08
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| (Y)(Y)(Y) IMBA! |
[17 Apr 2008|11:52pm] |
My world is spinning because this week is crazy. Faculty outing happens this Saturday and season started on Monday. As if to make things worse, we had two matches this week. It also doesn't help that I have been coughing for a week now. Well, to top it all off, I have a million uncompleted tutorials. I thought I'd never have another hellish week after dramafeste, but I was so sorely wrong. Anyhow, I think we're ready, not perfectly polished, but ready. After all, there's only so much you can prepare for. Besides, we're probably the most prepared faculty. And I think it'd be super good! (I love the goodie bags, they're damn good. Ah Huey, you'll love it too!)
Two more days to HAT THAT! :)
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I don't know how it happens. There are 32174379 people around, but the only pair of eyes that I catch across the room is yours, and it feels like for that split second we're in our own world.
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| I will build myself a tissue paper castle. |
[10 Apr 2008|08:46pm] |
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I guess maybe it is time for me fall sick! Especially after February, that sick sick month, and all the block test frenzy. I never realised exactly how screwed up February was until we had formals on Tuesday and I had to evaluate all that rubbish. I still don't know how I lived through that. Also, having finally got back all my results for blocks, I am proud to say that I am not so screwed up after all. It helps me breathe a little, knowing that I'm only dying in the areas where I know I'm supposed to be dead. So, I'm sick, finally, but it's a horrible time to be sick because season starts on Monday.
I think if we're not the Champions, we deserve to be kicked. Yet somehow, I am almost entirely sure we wouldn't win. It's like the same story being repeated in a different form - what's the use of capability without drive? I don't know many things about basketball now, like what makes a good point guard, how to get my shooting back, how not to be a sucker on court - all things I knew before, but the one thing I do know is that no one's happy playing anymore. I wish there was something I could do, but so many things are not within my control, and I can't even save my own skin.
Basketball is depressing, and it's adding to the sorry state I'm in now. I don't want to drown in tissue paper and sound like a croaking frog. I think it's bad karma for all the bad things I did to Jian Nan. And I think I have accumulated more bad karma because I didn't listen in any lesson today, even though I only had three lessons. I spent the whole day trying to break my high score at city blox and I did. I'm not very sane now, and am very incoherent. My post is as directionless as my block test GP essay and I can't think straight anymore. I only know that I can't wait two weeks.
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| Liberation |
[26 Feb 2008|05:49pm] |
I love what I do, even if more often than not, it fails me. So maybe we didn't win, but it felt great when I did my body wave, when I did my jumping jacks, and when the confetti went off.
Life is much larger than simply not winning dramafeste and not winning fac dance. Yes sure, insurmountable feeling of hopelessness and loss, I could go on and on. Especially since the two events followed so quickly, I barely had time to breathe and it didn't help that in a large way I helmed these things. But at the end of the day, you're just glad you're able to do things that you love.
Now that it's all over, I can finally let the exhaustion kick in properly. I'll live. And mostly because I have people like you.
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| Wish You Were Here |
[24 Feb 2008|12:22am] |
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So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have you found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
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| Dramafeste |
[23 Feb 2008|01:06am] |
Suprisingly, I haven't died yet, but I am on the verge of dying. Well, I am a million times more rational now then I was two hours ago. So maybe I really wanted Best Play, but quite honestly I think French For Love Letters deserved it. You know what really did it was the script. - Jian Yang, crazy good stuff. Doesn't it really tug at you, some way or another?
What really bugs me is how effortlessly they have done it. Maybe it's supposed to be like this, pick a script, any good script, pick actors, any good actors, and win. Sometimes it really feels as if it doesn't need to matter. Because when it came to us, we had to conjure a script out of nothing, pull ideas out of nowhere, and make actors out of non-actors. It couldn't have got any worse, a dancing basketballer as a director, half a cup of tea in her really small tea cup. If I can only say something in fairness, we deserve credit, just for the effort. There's a difference, like Kai Ming finishing the route at MacRitchie and any other normal person doing the same damn thing. I must say, I'm really proud.
It has been a long way to the top, and although we didn't make it right up there, we sure had plenty of fun along the way.
So, BEST ENSEMBLE to my wonderful cast. I couldn't see how they wouldn't award this to us. Nine awesome, awesome, marvellous souls. <3
And my bonus, some sort of tradition for Artemis. Just like Kevin, we have best director again! Best director belongs not just to me, it's to Fei, Christina Sergeant, Tingyu, and everyone who has ever given their input for the play.
At the very least, I could proudly say that our production is truly an Artemis production, a faculty production. :)
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