Remember i bought them before new year?
The Jean Perry bed sheets =)
I think they r pretty, and I always feel proud of them whenever i walk into my small room...
though mum says i have bad taste.
Well, I have bad taste, but I like my taste =) yea.
I love the flowery designs and the point that they do not come in flowery colours, they come in blue-green hues, with prints on dark brown and creamy sand colour. And most importantly, the designs do not spread throughout the bedsheets like repeated patterns, but assymetrically splashes across the top and bottom parts of my bed, with matching spreads on the pillow and bloster cases, that the designs do not appear too strong, but still has an element of elegance and character. Reminds me of the beach, and being close to nature, minus the creepy crawlers and dirt.
Ok, maybe that's too much for a description.
* I love it.
(Just that it doesn't come with a quilt cover, and I am already so used to sleeping under a heavy quilt cover, the sense of security and being protected.)
Monday, March 31
My pretty bed
some food
Lunch at guess where?
the hint.
extremely salty chicken soup .. my fav.
nasi lemak at old changi airport road. plus teh tarik (super strong version).
mum's bday treat... steaming jap meal.
mum's meal is alil' huge for my phonecamera. (I will get a better phone soon)
those lazy nights after work when i don't feel like eating proper food.
our annual handmade tangyuan.. i like it empty.
almond soup from a makeshift hawker near pearl centre.
my sister's fighting fishes... I know they can't be good as food. 
chicken chop from new arts canteen, ice lemon tea. (Know how happy i was? YES!! both hands in air that kinda) Pity I was alone.
breakfast on a lazy morning, when I feel I've done enough damage (oily food) to my body. My way of apologising and making up...
Hongkong 'fastfood' restaurant at ECP, it's called spicy chicken with cold noddles and an explosive variety of side dishes to taste... it's really good. =) =) =) =) =
instant miso soup i made this morning (check out the slimy seaweeds)
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Live to eat?
Or do you eat to live?
Sunday, March 30
love at 愛在
I've never seen someone look so charming when he sings.
I've never notice how the song is meant to have little skips here and there.
I've never knew that he is so particular at 换气.
I couldn't find any trace of this song anywhere, except this, and the one in my mp3 player.
*I love it.
白日出没的月球
By far the most daring boldest attempt by sodagreen.
And I totally enjoy the madness, Psychedelic image,
of the earth spinning around its own axis at stunning speed,
with the moon trying to catch up, but in its own tempo, just the direct opposite direction.
Right smack in the middle,
comes a slowmo of the globe turning dark as night falls.
I have to apologise,
if anyone happens to be irritated by the music.
those who likes crazy things,
might like this.
And at such psychedelic speed,
the mrt sped through the tunnel somewhere around town,
so fast that we get to actually see print advertisements move on the mrt windows.
They actually move.
( But they aren't actually, we are.)
And i walked into the library for shelter on a rainy afternoon,
picked up a book with a nice cover,
good enough to assure me that not many had brought it to their toilets before me.
And where's my alcohol swab? Just kidding.
No, not that nice. And i flipped it into bin on a return journey.
won't someone hint me what can be nice?
haphazardly,
again typing abit of something to a stale blog,
i barely maintain online.
thinking, i should be writing more of the things i WANT to write,
and not having to write what i should.
Is this meant to be a rememberance of the days passed from footprints of your life?
Or a series photographic shot of what's actually going on in your mind?
Capturing the moment, of your train of thought.
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不要拿你的宇宙一味套在我的地球
我的地球怎麽运走不见得跟着宇宙
总躲在太阳背后怎能看见你的脸孔
总是选在白日出没谁晓得注意月球
终止
假期
其实也不算。
优懒，长眠，蹋空。
胡作非为？NO。
这个长达三个星期的无业生活即将终止，
不知道该开心=) 还是伤=(心。
烦恼
因为我再也不必想些恼人的问题，
想我应该是喜欢做些什么工作，
反正找到了，
喜欢与否，
还是做吧！
不一定，
开工之后，
也许更多。
烦恼。
孤单
虽然是一个人的假期，
会想念同事，
但是，
一个人的时间，
过得充实，
孤单在哪里？
我喜欢这样的时间。
增肥
是的，也不知道为什么。。
我体重加重了！
又是一个令我苦笑不得的事。
今天有人真的惹到我了。
被我好好的教训(？)一番
对不起对不起。
我自己也吓倒。
朋友也吓到。
真的，
对不起！Gomen ne
想
要开工了
赚平常人的收入
过平常人的忙碌日子
想该有什么改变进步
让自己融入别人的
如果我是在自己世界的人我要快点跳出来
或者有没有人愿意踏进来？
打倒城墙，建立长桥，或者通电，丢纸飞机？
想让我的包装看起来成熟稳重看来跟你们一样的模样。
所以去逛街的时候我的头大到可以遮雨，
想怎么改变。
=)
对的。
错的？
对对对对
错
对错对错对
错对错对错对错对错
对错对错对错对错对错对错
对错对错对错对错对错对错对错
对错对错对错
对
错对错对错对错对错
对错对错对错对错对错
对错对错对错对错对错对错对错对错对
错对错对错对错对错
对错对错对错
对错
对
错
对
就头好大了。
最后
我决定
让我的心象白纸一样空荡
象海绵一样缺乏
一样软软的
吸收每一天的营养
别想太多。
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你有我的蝴蝶，
我有谁的草园？
金鱼掉进大海
就在星期二
1 April
不要告诉我
Happy April's Fool day!
Tuesday, March 25
blank
i had the most devastating interview yesterday..
that i took the bus home in silence on a pouring night..
i couldn't sleep when i closed my eyes..
i went to a shopping mall but i lost my appetite..
so i took the same bus back home..
and slept.
i felt so stressed that i..
had a nightmare last night..
of armies of people chasing me, and i belonged to another army of people running away..
it was horrible.
Maybe i should reject the offer if i should get it.
If my 'job' was going to be this stressful,
i probably don't get any time for socialising and knowing more friends..
and i will not be able to find a guy for myself then...
And what if i am forced to further my studies into something i totally have no passion for?
I never walked out from an itnerview feeling that i am going to put myself into hell before.
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Sunday, March 23
Khalil Fong
And I just adore his songs, and manz...
a guy with attitude and style.
but only in his music.
I went to listen to his live singing at bugis few weeks ago...
there were suprisingly too few people,
to few for such a great voice.
And he looked so shy and so... humble.
And to hear your slick and smooth rnb voice ,
excute those vocal stunts like you put in no effort at all..
manz...
Just look at the MV below... manz.. this attitude goes more with your songs.
And in the song above, there are some ending phrases with a stylish retard,
woohoo.
Khalil = means friend in arabic language
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够不够？
不够！当然不够。
你的音乐永远我不够。
可是呼之却不来
今天终於毕业典礼了。
太棒了。
看见我崇拜的学姐，
让我非常兴奋，
还握到手呢。
今天我的装扮：
黑色掉肩毛衣
里面白色背心
搭配着白褐色的褶裙
膝盖微上方的长度
评价：
妈妈说太随便
爸爸说难怪没人追
小妹说不好看
朋友们说非常漂亮，
看起来比较成熟。
有没有人可以告诉我，
怎么包装我的人？
哈哈。
后来，
在朋友鬼鬼祟祟的传话中，
我逼问了好久，
知道朋友刚分手了，
一个是我要好的朋友，
一个是我的大哥。(我有很多，太多。)
我知道他们顾忌到大哥的感受，
托了很久才告诉我，
因为我会当场表现愤怒。
因为才去年，不久的时候，
大哥跟她漂亮的女朋友了断，
原因是他劈腿。
他还告诉我们当时女朋友哭得很惨，
他就走掉了。
因为第三者是我们的好友，
所以我们也无意过问，
反正就是他追她。
不到一年，
大哥又跟好友分手，
原因是他又劈腿。
对象是同班同学。
怎么会有人在分手不到一个星期就跟别人手牵手？
怎么会有人分手跟牵手之间不用疗伤期？
怎么会有人不确定感情而轻易投入感情？
怎么会有人一时间里可以爱上那么多人？
我从以前就觉得大哥是一个复杂的人。
你的话，总是隐藏着别的意义，但是我也说不上是什么。
有时候你说的想法，表现的态度，对我们来说真的象真的，
但是当在别人面前，你的话你的态度，完全反差，你知道吗？
你到底在表现给谁看？
别人的看法对你那么重要吗？
第一次认识你的时候，
大家还叫你‘好人’这个名称。
因为你真的很有说服力。
但是。。。
身为你的朋友，我无话可说，因为这是你的感情你的事，没有对错。
身为一个女人，我偷偷的打从心里看扁你。
因为你让我们这群朋友无法面对着被你遗弃的好友，
也不能若无其事。
太累了吧。 你的钻牛角尖，双面人格。
有时候人真的会把借口当成是理由。
你不爱，就必须给对方答案。
不说出来，你想理由是不要让对方伤心。
但是聪明一点吧，那只是你的立场。
对方会因为你而成熟更长久的伤害。
不说明白那是你不负责任。
我对不同人格的容忍度还好，
所以我可以接受你的行为，
我们也可以还是朋友。
因为是你的感情，你的选择，不管是对的错的，那都是你的，
我们没有办法批评，还是对你怎样。
我相信没人能完美到可以责备你或教训什么。
但是如果事情发生在我身上，
我跟你说你早就完蛋了，
混帐。
(抱歉用了丑陋的字眼，描述了一个丑陋的人。)
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徘徊过多少橱窗？
住过多少旅馆？
才会觉得分离也并不冤枉
感情是用来浏览？
还是用来珍藏？
好让日子天天都过得难忘
熬过了多久患难？
湿了多长眼眶？
才能知道伤感是爱的遗产
流浪几张双人床？
换过几次信仰？
才让戒指义无返顾的交换
把一个人的温暖转移到另一个的胸膛
让上次犯的错反省出梦想
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以下的歌词，我觉得写得很好，五体投地的佩服。
买了菜她跟他慢慢的炒著菜
他为她赶回家走得快
爱无处不在可是呼之却不来
小阳台她拿走死掉的小盆栽
他对著啤酒杯等下载
爱无处不在可是到处有悲哀
爱在大街上小路上每个人海
谁却爱在小岛上不愿离开
难道爱在不该爱的时候才爱
就算百步以外总有爱在爱在
我爱在黄昏看谁的刘海
你爱在清早打谁的领带
我们都要爱偏偏无法同在
不能明白只能够期待
爱无处不在
那是爱到头来也发现这是爱
流泪的微笑的都是爱
管它好与坏总是呼之却不来
雪花白永远都渴望看桃花开
梁山伯辜负了祝英台
在何年何代总是到处有悲哀
爱在阳光下烛光下每点尘埃
谁却爱在黑暗里不愿离开
从来微风都靠树枝摇摆
从来种子都靠春泥破开
所有人世间的美好都存在
就算看不到都依然存在
在意料之外
我的女孩你快走过来
爱在期待(爱在爱在)
我们无处不在爱
我爱在楼下找谁的门牌
你爱在途上靠谁的胸怀
我们都要爱偏偏分开无奈
[爱在]
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爱无处不在可是到处有悲哀
爱无处不在可是呼之却不来
Monday, March 17
Sunday, March 16
saturdays
I overslept again. (=))
Presentation starts at 9am at sgh, i woke up at 8am. Bathed and got out, and got into a cab. (I am using the cab too many times now a days)
DIdnt eat much the night before as i went shopping with my colleague, skipped breakfast in the morning, and lunch was also skipped cos my friends all had dates already. So i wandered around and looked for bags, but didnt got any. Took a bus to Bras basah, and spent the afternoon looking at books at central popular. Cool aircon in a hot afternoon, with lazy soul music blasting from my earphones =) But there weren't anyone sitting on the floor reading.. so i relocated to central library, and dozed off for 30 minutes (hahahaaa). There is this picture book published by pageone about portfolios.. and they were amazingly creative and tasteful. And i only got onto afew pages of 'The Tipping Point', and the author is to be blamed. He said 'and how many times did you just yawned, I yawned twice writing until here ' on page 12, and how many people around you yawned when they saw u yawn, even the sound of yawning is audibly contagious. When he was trying to explain his epidemic concept. Anyway, i didnt yawn. I fell asleep. thanks.
And caught a bus back home and slept from 6.30pm, and left my dinner cold on the dining table. No one was at home when i returned, and mum's phone was unreachable. She bought a new phone... and it was too sophisticated for her to use. Manz... soemtimes, i think my mum is more hip than me. And she is my role model, cos she is damn pretty, i think. (the sort of mature women type of beauty)
I am going back to continue reading beyond the yawning page.
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删除掉的号码
你不用去找回
因为想跟你联络的人
自然会找到你
[恋空]
Thursday, March 13
koizora
I stayed up pretty late last nite (4am), just watching ou xiang ju, cos there's pretty nothing much to do, except to wait for my project to be reviewed and wait to be signed off before i can get another job. And the weather.. is making me very sleepy.
I woke up 8am, and felt the rush to go to work, but nevermind about that bit for a moment, at least not for now. Made myself a breakfast of cold milk, strawberries and mandarin orange and a loaf of ugly bread. There is nothing much interesting in the news today... so i began bugging my 'supervisor' to hurry up already with my project, other ppl write 11 page hand in, i write 49 pages for u ... so please let me off already. It was a long wait. So i continued watching idol dramas, until at was afternoon.. and i began to feel drowsy again, so i stopped utubing and went to the bed. The weather outside is so rainy and wet, it coloured my bedroom a dangy moody grey. The alarm clock rang at 5pm, 1 hour later, and i off-ed it. The next time i came to consciouness, my hp rang the tune of 'spirited away', it was joanne. I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT OUR MOVIE DATE, WHICH EVERYBODY TOOK THE PAIN TO RUSH TO TOWN AFTER WORK FROM ALL OVER THE ISLAND. And I am still in bed. So I said ' Oh no, I overslept again!' And kena scolded by one of the most gentle friend i ever had. great!! She said.. i had 50 minutes to get into town from bed, and there might be a traffic, so i should just stay at home. I said ok. 2 minutes later, I called her and she called my house at the same time.. and she won. So i picked up the phone and told her ' I change my mind, I try to come now. Er, so which movie was it in the end?' See what happens to me when i have friends who do everything in the world for me and i just follow them blindly, everywhere? And so I wore a simple t and jeans, pulled on a grey sweater (to match my room colour, and the weather) and sling on my handbag... And ran out of house. The bus came after a 20mins wait, and the sky was pouring like it has been holding its urine for n days. And there is this super ungentlemanly guy who stepped on my feet with this whole body weight and gave me an anyhow-sorry. %^&$%^$&^%^ When I finally reached cathay, and gave my name to the usher and found my dear dear friends somewhere in the dark cinema... I realised i was watching 'sky of love'.
koizora (Sky of love)
A cellphone novel based on a true story of a girl named mika. This is the kinda the perfect movie which a guy would bring a girl to watch.. cos it is definitely tear-jerking, painful and sweet movie. But, I liked the 'hiro' in the movie.. cos he has a way cool hair.. spiked and styled back, and totally white. Didn't i always say i liked grey hair.. well.. this one is way cooler. Ok, I read reviews about the movie before i went... some 3 weeks ago, cos i saw the poster ad for this movie and forced joanne to watch it with me and soon, cos of this cute guy. It is a love movie, about teen pregnancy, gang rape, miscarraige and life and death. Throughout, i was forcing back my tears, trying to be the last to cry.. and it was a tough battle. I am most touched by how the guy 'hiro' remembers the day the baby left and commemorate it even after so many years... and how they talked about the sky, and the last few scenes when the pages of his diary turned to the last , when he drew his one wish, that they could be together with their 'baby'... manz... this guy. It is the sort of movie that would make girls all gentle and vulnerable, that's why ti is ideal to bring the girl u like to watch it, and the rest is good luck to u. what am i talking about?
AFter The movie, we had dinner together at shilin, I ate 快乐便当, it was NICE! and we chat about our future plans. i felt much better. and that's when i learnt that my friend rejected this classmate of ours, and he turned back into his drinking habits. Stop it already ok?? and how the classmates at her workplace would go drinking after work.. and they actually drink pretty much... manz.. dun turn alcoholic u guys. hang on. Over at my place, we q up and drink mr bean soyabean. (hahhahhhahHAHHhahahHAHhahhaHAHhah) I am glad I didn't help that guy match up with my best friend, though he offered to pay for my "L change the world' movie tickets... I wouldn't hand over my best friend to an alcoholic! Haiz.. so hands up anyone who hasn't watched L movie, cos joanne betrayed me and watched already. (fuming mad)
Travelling home on an empty bus, i felt warm inside (my mum's grey sweater, of cos not). I dunno why but I kept thinking about how loved i am, by my friends and my parents, siblings, colleagues. I feel so protected by my friends, and my parents, that i am already used to it.
I think, great things just happen to me, and i hope I can have all the memory power gigabytes to remember them for ever. and that's why I feel so blessed reflecting back on these things, on an empty bus heading for home. And I think in life, one big lesson to learn, is to learn how to love yourself. The rain has just stopped outside the window.
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And to the people who contributed to my memories:
You're beautiful.
it's true.
Wednesday, March 12
What I have been doing
these few days.
Status: currently jobless and not searching (yet)
currently single and not searching (yet)
last saturday was my official last day, but last saturday was stock take day.Sunday was also stock take day, and those who were leaving did not get any remunerations at all.. no money no time to clain time off... anyway, i came back everyday .. cos i missed working with everybody.
So Friday, we went to mich's house for a homely dinner and chit chat, like we always do after work at our hideout, supposedly to be doing project, but we can't be too guai after work right? And everyone will know I am a MangoLingo supporter... always buying their bubble tea to suck. The evening was nice, and I know in many years to come, i will remember these few days fondly, cos of all the love and support i received during these horrible 9 months. That night, I went home to make cards for everyone.
Saturday, I went to work, infact i rushed the early morning hours of traffic to reach workplace, and kena dragged out by our forever caring and listening wp cos i was supposed to come in later, cos she allocated my off hours for me in the email, which i forgot to read. So i had all the time in the world to write the cards and buy everyone (not everyone got it) chocolates. I felt so... happy. Simply. I also had the luxury of time to try the breakfast set upstairs on one of my last days, and still had time to shop around at NTUC and Cold storage for the stuffs. Then everyone came in for the actual work, and stock take after our chicken rice break. =)
Sunday came, and I took taxi to work, cos there were some cards i was still trying to complete. Work ended super early, cos they too, were trying to give me my off time off since there was no other ways to pay back the overtime i did hahaa... So I went back and printed all the documents and notes i might need for my future new job. I actually like reading these stuffs.. i must be mad. And when everyone (ten of us!!) finished work, we went to our KFC and gorged ourselves to death, chit chatting about everything under the sun. And made our way later to cineleisure for our last ktv together. That's when everyone kena 'shocked' and said i had split personality.. i don't lah... DO i really look and sound so different singing and non-singing? haiz... but ktv was fun !! Cos everyone just sang along every song we knew (I try to let you guys see what i am like when i am not at work, ahaha)... i could almost feel the touch of friendship bursting from the ktv room. Eleven of us at ktv... =) And when the session came to an end... hr suggested we should go up and check out the stars upstairs... who's there..er.. wu chun, calvin chen and 2 other shuai ges from gong zhu xiao mei.. i could see their faces cos they were tall.. but v far.. cannot really see their expressions.. but their hair were.. stylish, cute heehee. And hr gave me a handmade card and said it was too rou4 ma1 to see then. So i walked to the busstop and read.. so touched! Thanks... you were the one whom always gave me wise advice and encouraged me to believe in my strengths. there were things which I could not see, but you made me. =) And i can never believe you are learning dancing now.. i mean.. you look so studious manz.. And I thoroughly enjoyed your ladder theory, and sharing our views about 'love'(when you spoiled the photocopier and our fav uncle was there trying to help make it work again hahaaa). =) it takes one beautiful person, to see the beauty in others. What can I say, you're beautiful, hr! (Though i can't say this out infront of u for real, cos then u will say 'of course I know! or 'there is a long q of guys waiting for u 'or something liddat hahahahhaaaaaa)
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You're beautiful.
* this phrase reminds me of a guy that I have been wanting to blog for a very long time. And time, now that I've got it, the blog will surface soon. (finally can get it off my chest)
Saturday, March 8
So much
has happened this 2 weeks...
I don't know how to put them into words.
My friends, i am surely gonna miss u guys.
When we finally see how the real working world is like,
the more we can cherish who we can really call, friends.
My friend, when I heard how you looked so lost and hurt when others are talking happily about staying on,
i wished you could stay on as well,
because we all know you are the most qualified to do so,
because we all just know,
how hard you've worked.
And when they say you were told off cruelly and cried..
i felt your hurt suddenly,
i felt angry for you,
i felt even more angry at how people get mislead by their one-way thinking and misjudgements.
I felt the tears in my eyes today,
our last time working together in a place we fought so long in.
I miss everyone,
and I shall not cry no matter how many times you all tell me you will miss me too.
Judgements and misunderstandings can be very damaging sometimes.
But i felt sadder when at our last gathering, you didnt appear,
and i only got to know about what you went thru, only today.
I didn't even feel you were so hurt yesterday when i asked you out for yummy yogurt.
Damnz...
this is making me cry.
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I just cannot put these into words any more.
you have few friends.
But you can call me your friend.
Saturday, March 1
我想要得到
苏打绿的专辑[无与伦比的美丽]
想到快要疯掉
因为我无论去到哪里
都会花时间找
也特地到处去找
找不到
我一定要自己买到手！
还是那么喜欢[左边]，那么那么喜欢。
如果他们在来新加坡，我一定买票去听。
如果真的可以让我听到[左边]现场唱，
我可能会哭。
哈。
为什么为什么？
去年他们来到我租屋区表演的时候
我还不认识他们？
为什么我那么慢？
希望下个专辑可以快点快快出来
让我听见更多美丽的声音
let it be this pure for a long long time
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and they say their music grows on you
and I willingly let the music grow on me
let it grow
