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[30 Dec 2007|07:41pm] |
I have moved cos this blog is so.. 2007.
No need for specifics, I'll add you.
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| God is nowhere/God is now here. |
[30 Dec 2007|05:22pm] |
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"I have nothing to fear. Nothing to fear, nothing to look for, and nowhere to go."
thanks manda, siti, razi and k-boy, friday night was a blast.
happy second last day of 2007.
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| MERRY CHRISTMAS EVE! |
[24 Dec 2007|08:16am] |
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Getting christmas gifts can be a toughie. i've been to town everyday this week and into every mall at least once. but im having such an incredibly fabulous end to this year that all that shoving and pushing and bitchy "i-saw-that-first!" in malls can't rain on this parade.
here's to 2008.
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[21 Dec 2007|08:06pm] |
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guess who got her pay cheque today?
me me me me me me me me.
so i think the last minute presents, like daddy's and timmy's are looking very nice and chi-chi under our tree. i am secretly depressed at having labelled so many gifts,
"love, aunty theresa"
but then im having fun playing the guessing game with jess.
WHICH PRESENT IS YOURS?
and then laughing like 2 bafoons who don't even know what the damn joke is.
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| hurrow santa krawz, happeee horidayz! |
[20 Dec 2007|04:29pm] |
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Dear Santa,
hmm. what do i want for xmas? I don't really know. i mean, i'd like a pair of new havainnas. but they cost so much? its as if Jesus/you don't want me to get them. cos i hear they have fakies at beach road for like 5 bucks. that's Jesus "helping" me, isn't it? ah, trivial.
anyway, santa, i'll stop being insensitive and quit talking about jesus, you must feel shitty now. christmas is 5 days away. and I dont know if its whether you and your elves aren't working hard enough or if it's just me, but i ain't feeling it, homie! christmas feels so foreign, it scares me, partially.
well santa, i haven't been good at all this year. no, no, no. so i dont expect anything in your sleigh for me. maybe just help people to smile more and sigh less. yeah, and give Singaporeans better manners, would you. like giving up a seat in the train, they need to learn shit like this. maybe a nice book on basic courtesy for those ingrates. yeah, maybe.
alright santa, this has been nice. i feel so unmaterialistic. yay me. happy christmas santa!
love,
theresa
P.S. could you send some forgiveness? i could use a bit. lovelove!
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| happy birthday joyce lee. :D |
[19 Dec 2007|11:20pm] |
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i was planning to type out yesterday's events in point form. but my brain just isn't working. so i'll just stick to the simple stuff.
jess was/is a bag of torturous, 6-pack developing fun. there's nothing more i can explain about my time spent with her.
joyce's birthday surprise was successful. what with her and i screaming at the sight of each other, it was a surprise alright. we then had a couple of drinks before hanging outside maccers till it was 4am and time for titus to go to camp. this is where the true fun began. i call it, the perks of having a friend who drives.
we spent the rest of the morning at geylang, watching hookers get picked up. we even managed to catch one get raided by cops. afterwhich we got lost, going round and round in bras basah, bugis and fort canning park. then after giving up on finding breakfast, we went over to ah seah to seek refuge and comfort for our tummies.
k, anyways. timmy's back home!
YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY!
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[18 Dec 2007|11:25pm] |
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MATURE.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
loveyoujess
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| the beatles once said, |
[18 Dec 2007|01:42pm] |
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"all you need is love"
i think i had about 11 hours of sleep. but i am feeling like death. the throat feels ka-pisht. and i'm beginning to think it was the ice cream last night. and all that candy from jia-si-ka.
i should start going on a water diet. wish me luck! okay, maybe after tonight. like.. tomorrow... or smthg..
I'm thinking of getting more acquainted with Jesus. i need to seek and learn forgiveness.
haveahappyweek!
SHMELLI KLEEEZMAZZ.
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| it takes 2 to tango, it takes 2 to tangle. |
[18 Dec 2007|12:05am] |
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im sure you didn't expect that your deeds would never catch up with you, no?
funny how I'm getting the brunt of it now.
as if i forced it all on you.
today, was amazing. caught the golden compass which had this seriously anti-climax ending.
but the bestest part,
JESSICA!
candy, talk. talk talk talk. secrets and so much more. this must be the "highlight" of the week my horoscope was talking about. Anyhows, it was an exchange of about half a million words in 2 hours- record time, people. then i met weilan and miao, and attempted to get smthg. but failed to because we are such lazy asses who care more about our stupid bellies.
well, i am shacked out. sleeptime is drawing in.
"LIKE SHITTING IN YOUR OWN BACKYARD"
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| ouch ouch ouch |
[17 Dec 2007|12:40am] |
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i should start getting used to this.
so its movie day tmr. then the #1 jessica meet after that. thank God for that, i need a good heart-to-heart or i'll completely explode and disappear.
which right now?
is looking very inviting.
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| sox4xmas |
[16 Dec 2007|12:18am] |
there'll be socks for christmas, cos i promised so.
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| YOUREXLOVERISDEAD, YOUREXLOVERISDEAD, YOUREXLOVERISDEAD |
[15 Dec 2007|10:28pm] |
"in the long run, this will be your turning point."
my chest is aching so badly. i've lost everything.
my self-respect, self-worth.
my friends, the people who'd catch me when i fell from such high graces.
most of all, i lost so much of my time. so much 'heart' space.
I need to pick up the pace and get out of here.
you've been nothing but a bad case of "be careful what you wish for".
if there's one thing you wanna do for me, out of everything i've done for you,
leave me the hell alone.
i cannot be your friend.
i'm not sure i want to, even.
and no.
you don't love me.
stop lying to yourself, i stopped believing you a long time ago,
i just liked how it sounded when you said it again and again.
be happy, if you can help it.
i've never wanted anything more than that for you.
and just for the record, about the "worthless" part, it was true.
try to refrain from that with your future... endeavours.
be well.
you were what i wanted, i gave what i gave.
i'm not sorry i met you
i'm not sorry its over
i'm not sorry there's nothing to say.
LIVE THROUGH THIS AND YOU WONT LOOK BACK
LIVE THROUGH THIS AND YOU WONT LOOK BACK
i am moving forward.
towards the smell of..
cotton candy,
to seek,
release.
hello and welcome to non-manogomy.
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| here's to chest pains. |
[15 Dec 2007|09:38pm] |
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I think this has been the hardest night and it's not even 10pm.
i'm fucked.
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| chrstmas. you're like christmas. |
[15 Dec 2007|01:44am] |
(you happen once a year, then i spend the rest of it hoping it was here)
"Sometimes you're just the sweetest thing. Like Christmas, summer vacation, and a brand-new puppy all rolled into one."
Like I always do when somebody praises me, I mumbled some vague reply.
"But one thing bothers me," Sumire said. "One day you'll get married to a nice girl and forget all about me. And I won't be able to call you in the middle of the night whenever I want to. Right?"
"You can always call during the day."
"Daytime's no good. You don't understand anything, do you."
Sputnik Sweetheart, Haruki Murakami (translation by Philip Gabriel)
goodnight.
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| "FUDGY FREAMS!" |
[15 Dec 2007|01:37am] |
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Now hurry up get on with it
I went left then right at some big hotel
There was the devil at the bottom of the wishing well
He said you better give me something
Give me something good
Like everybody else I'm misunderstood
wherever you are this rather cold night, i hope you know i wish i was holding you tight.
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| to care enough about something, |
[14 Dec 2007|04:26pm] |
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that you'll fight for it.
timmy goes into army tmr. i am worried cos, most people should know this, i don't sleep alone. i am too afraid too. yeah, the whole boogeyman, creature-under-your-bed has a very tragic effect on me.
well, time to grow up, trissy. i will brave the demons of night.
anyways.
here's to you, timmy boy. may you never drop a soap bar in the shower. or just don't bring one. (HA HA HA!) wuv you.
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| progression, please? |
[14 Dec 2007|02:11am] |
i had a very good reply for you that day.
it would've read "I miss you".
but lately I've learnt something you're very good at.
ignorance.
maybe now, out of everything we don't have in common, there's one thing we do.
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| throw me a lifeline, show me a sign. |
[14 Dec 2007|02:05am] |
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"Why? What are we even doing here? Why're you doing this?"
"Because I think it's worth it!"
"Why?"
"'Cos it's you."
"Wahlau.."
You could be happy I hope you are
You made me happier than I'd been by far
Somehow everything I own smells of you
And for the tiniest moment it's all not true
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| come back and haunt me |
[13 Dec 2007|02:37pm] |
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I am pleased to announce that thanks to Bird's x'mas party, I will be able to go as Rudolph. Ha, here's to kicking Halloween in the ass!
Anyways, if anyone's seen The Tattooist, please leave comments as to how you felt about the show. Details, people. Thankyou!
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