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Sunday, December 28, 2008, 1:49 PM
season to be jolly.



I love the back-to-the-old-school feel. The class photo is simply marvellous. And I'm not being superfluous or trying to brag here, but do check out the facebook photos. Its everywhere, I'm not kidding. (:

Merry Christmas. Lol.

I seriously question why I'm still home and not out to enjoy the beautiful sun today. I wanna get tanned all over again! Without the ugly tan lines, which is kinda hard to do. Plus I dont wanna spoil my hair. Urgh.

But I dont care.

I'm striking off the days on the old calendar, and I worry about my 2009. New year resolutions? Checked. But I still worry. Sigh. This might sound silly to you, but I resent the fact that I have to start paying adult fares when I take the train and bus. And I dont appreciate the fact that I'm truly still prefer to be in the procrastinating mode than pluck up enough courage to forge something for myself.

Do something Angie. It isnt the time to run away.

Listening to Dixie Chicks - I'm not Ready To make Nice.




Wednesday, December 24, 2008, 1:07 AM
not sleeping yet, no.

I should be in bed and sound asleep now. But the games and applications on the ipod touch are getting to me. HAHA.

Fun fun fun.

I could get used to waking up at 7am soon.

Listening to Savage Garden, Affirmation.




Tuesday, December 23, 2008, 5:27 PM

Superstars and cannonballs running through your head
Television freak show cops and robbers everywhere
Animals and children tell the truth, they never lie
Which one is more human
There's a thought, now you decide

I'm easily amused by how fast Hui Min speaks (this applies to her use of vulgarities too), and how exaggerated her facial expressions are when she wants to drive home a point. Zhen You is just funny and quite a nice person to talk to as well. Maybe its cos I was bored most of the time and needed entertainment. HAHA.

Busy, tired, but I feel good about it. At least I'm occupied with things to do. The only downfall is, when the world seems to get all busy at the same time, its kinda hard to get everyone to slow down. I dont like feeling strained at the ends, or to start drifting apart from the rest.

Tomorrow's the Christmas Party already. I have yet to borrow a uniform. I'm so dead. Haha.

Christmas shopping. Its just a bittersweet experience.

My christmas wishlist.
1. Money - Cos I wanna treat you people out there, aka friends and family, a good meal.
2. More money - Cos I also wanna go shopping.
3. Happiness! Now thats an unpredictable one. Whats happiness without a little setbacks in life?

I cannot think of anymore to add onto the list. It seems that with lots of money, I should be able to do everything else. Hmm. LOL.

RANDOM!

Listening to Savage Garden, The Animal Song.




Sunday, December 21, 2008, 5:37 PM

I think chatting with Ziwei is proving to be one of the most entertaining things I've ever done.

breed says:
i exist just to entertain you

angie - if i were a boy, says:
OMG THANKS

Someone please kill me. Or I'll kill myself by dying of laughter.

Besides the occasional blues and influence of sad songs, I'm pretty much fine. I just need to get a momentum back, cos I hate swinging around aimlessly.

Listening to Nelly Furtado, Maneater.




Thursday, December 18, 2008, 8:20 PM

I so wanna rob a bank.

Kidding. (:

Listening to Beyonce, If I Were A Boy.




Wednesday, December 17, 2008, 9:33 PM

I dont look forward to job interviews. But I want a job. Such contradictary thoughts.

And out of randomness and boredom, I mentally wrote out a list of all the weaknesses and bad habits that I possess. Just so, you know, I can learn to become a better person. Someday.

(Gives a triumphant grin. See my lovely pink and lavender braces go blingbling? LOL.)

1. I get sick of most things very, very easily.
Facebook is a good example. When I first created an account, it felt like the most amazing thing to be invented, ever. (Besides blogger, of course.) So many applications, so many games, so many new things to explore. I remember being hooked onto Fluffpets, and I constantly raced my pet against others. Got a kick out of it. But that addiction slowly died down, and now I mainly use FB to check out photos, updates of others, and yes, to click on "confirm request" from friends.

Not that FB is a lousy application. Its great cos of the way it keeps me updated all the time, so that I dont fall off Earth or something.

2. I can be quite superficial sometimes.
Okay, I surrender. So its true that I cant keep my eyes off nice things. Like eye-candies. Haha. But it doesnt mean that I am indeed a superficial person inside. I dont think so. YEAH. Though I do depend on first impressions, I believe that I can also see the good in others too. (:

3. I am a procrastinator.
Who isnt? But I think this will cost me a huge price if I were to continue it in my Uni days. If only I had more than 24 hours a day. Hah.

4. I cannot multitask (although I think I can).
I once tried to chat on msn with 5 windows open, add the finishing touches to a proposal (I think it was for Teachers Day adhoc), and at the same time do research for PW. Pro huh? NOT. I ended the night with a major headache. And several mistakes in whatever I was doing then.

5. I have a poor memory.
Really! I forget the most simple things. I forget whatever I've just said a few minutes before. I forget that I have promised someone to do something, and turn around to promise another person. I forget dates, and days. Even the important ones, sometimes.

I know, its terrible of me. I'm just lazy. Sigh. How to do psychology like that?

6. I (want to) give up easily.
This one is simple. I think those people who have worked with me before can, well, vouch for that, somehow. Not that I always do that, but I'm not exactly a very optimistic person to begin with, so staying on in tough times is a difficult thing for me to do. Glad that I've pulled through most of them. Not alone, of course.


This is such a saddening post. LOL. But I'll still jot them down here so I'll always remember this day, when I gave myself a thought (:

Listening to The Script, We Cry.

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Tuesday, December 16, 2008, 6:56 PM
of addictions and fetish.

I'm dying to get my hands on songs, like really, to add them all onto my playlist. Its like a fetish or something. Scary. The thing is, time seems to fly before I even manage to download all the songs that i want, and its time to shut the darn computer down.

I'm addicted to songs. But where to find them?

And having a fever isnt all that fantastic. :( Go away fever! Haha.

If you're reading this post - yes you, sitting on your arse in front of the computer right now - and you have any good, nice songs to recommend me, pretty please do so. Thank you so much. (:

And I'm addicted to bubble tea. With pearls please. Haha!

Listening to Jon Mclaughlin, So Close. Its a really beautiful song.




Sunday, December 14, 2008, 9:49 PM



Back! From chalet with the 29th. It was good, good fun. We literally did EVERYTHING together.

Breakfast, lunch, dinner. Escape. Watching tv, watching Little Nyonya. Bathing times. Mahjong. Indian poker. The King and I. Taboo. Guess the Song Title. Jalan-jalan at E-hub. BBQ. HTHT. Etc etc.

I'll never forget the FA-CAI threat during The King and I, and the piak-piak hand Bingliang got from Daiso. The hand broke on the second night, so sad. Scotch tape lor. Still can piak. Credits to Yvonne.

But in short, I think we did a pretty good job out of this chalet. (: NICE.


And I realise that there are indeed some who will always have an influence over others, be it a subtle kind or not. Like a gravity, like glue that binds people together. More often than not it happens under the most normal circumstances.

I think its a very powerful thing, and I wont deny that I envy those who possess it, to be able to say something and be heard all the time. But we are all different by nature, so we cannot all be leaders of the same kind altogether.

Its just an after-thought.

And I hate to admit this but I'm still procrastinating over finding a job to earn the money I spent. Sigh. I'm such a lazy ass.


Listening to Pink, So What.




Thursday, December 11, 2008, 11:49 AM
of conflicting emotions.

I woke up this morning feeling like a higher calling is beckoning me, haha, and it turns out that I'm not entirely wrong.

So its about time to rise up to the occasions again? Of course I will do it. And I believe I'm not alone in this.

Sometimes I marvel at the way how little things and words can change something, or someone. Not entirely, but at least something changes. Most of the time, for the better. To this extent I kind of admire and respect Lester. Boss, jiayou in NS arh!



But I still believe that we're all different simply because we are indeed different people.

Different people with differing points of views, preferences, attitudes towards the same things, likes and dislikes, and most importantly, with differing expectations.

We can make nice tonight and forget everything that has happened. But I know this will keep haunting us, until we find ourselves unable to hold on anymore. Why is this so complicated? Couldnt we return to how we were before?

I feel like I'm at the crossroads, unsure of where to go next.

One thing is clear though, and that is, I'm most willing to make good of the times we share now. I dont believe in letting this determine the future. Heck, I dont even plan ahead of times like you, so I wont even be thinking along this line. This is where I am different from you.

Breathe. This has been like a horrible verbal vomit, I know.




Wednesday, December 10, 2008, 6:06 PM

I was tired, but I couldnt sleep.

I dont know what to do anymore. This feeling sucks. Makes me feel like a mess, like everything gone wrong. Expectations, expectations. What have we gotten ourselves into?

More importantly, what am I supposed to do now?

Perhaps I am more inclined towards independence and freewill than I thought. Perhaps I am more complicated and not at all as simple a person to please. Perhaps I have assumed too much, taken things for granted, and let you down.

Tell me, how? I'm tired, I'm a mess.

Listening to Bachelor Girl, Buses And Train




Tuesday, December 9, 2008, 11:14 PM

Ikea is a fun place to be (: The food is good too. Being there gives you the inspiration to start something, anything!

I'm probably the most boring person alive.

Sometimes I wish I could do something more for him. Sigh.

Listening to Emotion, Destiny Child.




Monday, December 8, 2008, 10:43 PM

The past week has been a busy busy week. So busy I almost cannot breathe, but its very shiok.

Braces, chalet, birthdays, dinners, more birthdays, farewells, chalet again.

Kayaking, cycling, exploring places.

Not forgetting the online mass conversations (29th, exco, and with the ij girls) till 4am in the mornings.

BREATHE.

Its like a preview to my Uni life in the future. Totally. That is, if I get into Uni. HAHA.
Oh no, I dont like the feeling of being broke. I have yet to earn, and I'm already spending my money. Boo.

I want to get tanned. This is so random.

But for now, I'm tired and I want to sleep. Byebye.

Listening to The Ting Tings, That's Not My Name.




Friday, December 5, 2008, 2:00 PM
apple juice, anyone?

I'm all juiced up on the iPod touch. It's mine, OMG it's mine, this sexy little thing. Thats the reason why I couldnt stop saying OHMYGOD.

Thank you dear boy. Actually I think no amount of thank-yous will suffice, ever. But thanks for sweeping me off my feet with this surprise (:

We had a major mad-music-cum-book-frenzy last night at Benjamin's house. I'm surprised we even got anything done, but looking at the book now just brings a smile on my face. I need to draw more pictures and write more nonsense in it! Hahaha.

Really looking forward to dinner tomorrow. It's a pity, my braces. I'm so gonna urge the rest to eat MORE.

Listening to The Ting Tings, Great DJ (thanks to last night)
Still reading A Prisoner of Birth.




Wednesday, December 3, 2008, 12:53 PM
staying in my comfort zone

I've been in a state of detachment for the past few days, when our big family went away to chalet at Changi. Its a confortable zone to be in, the way I dont get emails and urgent phonecalls, the way I get to watch all the Hong Kong drama dvds I want, the way I can play around with the kids and the kittens and do absolutely nothing else.

Most of all, its not to be reminded of the things yet undone. I used to enjoy planning for activities, for my life. Now I kind of dread it. Makes me feel vulnerable to blame and disappointment.

I'm not supposed to feel this way, I know. But I guess with time, your perspective and attitude kind of mellows, and fades away into something wholly different. I sure hope its just a passing phase.

Chalet has been a blast, quite literally. The kitten is adorable, isnt it?



My cousin adopted it from the streets months ago, and it likes to chew on people's hands. The kids loved her. They chased her all around the chalet, and even outside the chalet. Pesky little kids they are (:

I have since put on my braces (thank god it was after the chalet BBQ), and lets just say that its something I need getting used to. And I think pink and lavender goes well together, no matter what you may say.

I cant help but feel that I'm a mess.

Listening to Neyo, Miss Independent.
Reading Jeffery Archer, A Prisoner of Birth.