tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59833202011-09-02T03:52:20.822+08:00&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Don't take life too seriously. <br> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;You'll never get out of it alive. <br>Greensouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10154607988807172020noreply@blogger.comBlogger701100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983320.post-1109920034143559022005-03-04T14:53:00.000+08:002005-03-04T15:07:14.146+08:00

I already deleted them. Opps. :) Save your efforts honey. I don't have the time or energy to go into some silly spit-fire fight with you over something as unintelligent and obtuse as this. Unlike you, I have better things to do. Were you trying to prove something or were you doing that to every blog you came across?I'm going to forgive you because first of all, I'm a kind hearted soul who is

Greensouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10154607988807172020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983320.post-1105506686666960572005-01-12T13:02:00.000+08:002005-01-12T17:12:49.650+08:00

Is anybody still reading this space? If so, say AYE! I'm in the mood for venting and in the mood to write, so bear with me here. This has got absolutely nothing to do with my post at Flutterflies. It all seems too public over there to spell out honestly what I need and have to say. I was reading S's girlfriend's journal and I got quite incensed. I wouldn't have had that reaction if S hadn't SMS

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VISIT my new blog at www.flutter-flies.blogspot.com today!!!! Nope, I'm still gonna update this blog cause it's a revuge for me when I wanna talk bad about my friends. *Sniggers* Sigh. I think i'm coming down with something. Remember to tagboard me when any of u guys come onboard. :D O, and Hayley, my email is greensoups@yahoo.com.sg. Sorry for the late reply. :S Btw, I'm so envious of you

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I am (temporary) employed!!! Yay! I'm now working at CPF as a call centre customer service officer - sounds important doesn't it? - until the beginning of December. Pretty cool I must say. I love the people and the way things operate here. *Grin* But there're some pretty absurd callers. Like this guy who called up two days ago. I think he's some China guy. Ok, first off, I must say I've got

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I've been SO obsessed with this korean drama called "Beautiful Days". It's super weepy, emotional and very very touching. *Sobs* The thought of it still makes me want to weep. This guy above is the dandy Lee Byung Hun, however you pronounce that. He is so sweet in the drama that it's almost impossible not to fall in love with him. Sigh... He is the guy who's always in a black suit and does

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So. I'm into my sixth week of official unemployment now. It's not fun, I'm telling you. Especially when nothing comes back after all the resumes I've sent out. Starts to make me think if there's anything wrong with me, am I forgetting something, did I not smile enough, or am I simply just not good enough. Sigh. It's so demoralizing. My friends are so sweet! They just keep telling me to keep it

Greensouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10154607988807172020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983320.post-1095815435751215002004-09-22T09:07:00.000+08:002004-09-22T09:10:35.750+08:00

*Blows thick layer of dust off blog* Gah. I'm so bored and the weather is so great but I'm stuck home doing household chores. Well, that's what you get for quitting your job and failing to find one ASAP. Sobs. Actually it's not that bad, I get to listen to Hong Kong 903FM radio everyday and you won't believe how much the hongkongers love talking!!! Gimme the songs!!!! ALL of my job interviews

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I'm no longer working. Yay! Been bumming at home since last Wednesday; doesn't seem like a long time but I'm getting impatient with having nothing to do already. Firstly, every other person I know is either busy schooling, working or slogging in the army to protect our country from psychotic pig-headed terrorists who like me probably have nothing better to do thus resorting to creating terror as

Greensouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10154607988807172020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983320.post-1092213627024216762004-08-11T16:38:00.000+08:002004-08-11T16:58:10.990+08:00

Working sucks. Not having anything to do at work sucks even more, especially when my IE is so screwed up. I can't listen to music openly, can't surf the Internet openly (not that I can...), can't read a book openly, can't sleep openly...I feel so sneaky!! Even so, I managed to do all of the above sneakily. Haha. I'm finally done ahem downloading Jay Zhou's new album : Orange Jasmine. It's good.

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I hadn't been updating my blog because I've been admitted into rehabilitation for severe caffeine addiction. Kidding. I've finally quitted my job. Strangely, it wasn't as dramatic or as exciting or mind-boggling as I had anticipated. Erm...ok, don't know what I was thinking. So anyway, now I have to start worrying about getting another job. Bummer. Mmmmmm...actually, I ain't too worried. When I

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has been...unpredictable. No, more like disastrous. I've been screwing up quite a bit and I know the reason perfectly well: 'Cause I know I'll be out of here soon, I don't really give a damn anymore. Which is NOT right, I tell you. Kids, this is wrong! Do Not Learn from moi! This is the most irresponsible way out of anything (even when you're having fun doing it)! Well, I just hope they don't

Greensouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10154607988807172020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983320.post-1089080018337565922004-07-06T10:11:00.000+08:002004-07-06T10:13:38.336+08:00

been busy this entire month, and the last. Birthday parties, work, shopping, bumming…hell, just the normal stuff but somehow it always feel like there’s not enough time to do anything anymore. Just take for example: I hadn’t ironed my clothes in a month! I do it in the morning after I’ve decided what to dress for the day, and if I’m lucky that piece of clothing needs no ironing, then wheee, I

Greensouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10154607988807172020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983320.post-1087352228394497202004-06-16T10:16:00.000+08:002004-06-16T10:17:08.393+08:00

came across a very amusing/interesting article in the Straits Times/Life yesterday. Something about a bunch of imprudent teenage girls giggling out loud in the middle of a somber Korean art performance, which resulted in another art student in the audience hauling out a “four-letter word” in a furious attempt to silence them. The press made a huge hullabaloo out of it. So did some parents and so

Greensouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10154607988807172020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983320.post-1086091289197698852004-06-01T19:44:00.000+08:002004-06-01T20:01:29.196+08:00

The Women Amanda Strang Mischa Barton Maggie Q Kiera Knightly Yeh...I love the bony kind...lol.. The Men...(Boys...?) Nicholas Tse Shawn Yue Orlando Bloom Milo Ventimiglia Adam Brody-My all time favorite today..:D That's about it. Peace out.

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The following entry might sound disturbing or even violent. You have been warned. *Letting off Steam* Working has been an immense test of my patience as far as I'm concerned. Let's just take ONE example. Formatting computers. Now, formatting computers is NOT under my work scope, or so I've been told when I signed my employment contract. I'm an Admin staff...filing and crap, you know. Anyways,

Greensouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10154607988807172020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983320.post-1085221565175500472004-05-22T18:21:00.000+08:002004-05-22T18:35:50.426+08:00

to post my short stories up at Winglin. (URL at the left of the page, peeps. But if you still can't find it, or are too lazy to scrimp through the mydrid of words, click here) Deciding to set a page up for all my stories, but shall see. Anyhows, if you guys do drop by, remember to LEAVE a COMMENT. Means alot!! *Grin* PLUS added a link to W.H.Y: HK Entertainment from a different perspective.

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at where I work must be precise and accurate. It's hard to predict when the toilet lady will decide to perform a quick wash (translate: spray water all over the place: the mirrors, walls, doors and the WC) which unfortunately isn't all that quick because she can take an hour sometimes to wash the toilets. It's frustrating, especially since there's only one washroom on one floor and with

Greensouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10154607988807172020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983320.post-1085049669216702762004-05-20T18:25:00.000+08:002004-05-22T09:53:34.646+08:00

I love my new layout. Really really do. Thanks to The OC. Got inspiration from there, so yes, I should really thank them here before they decide to sue me or something. Anyways, I watched Troy. (!!!SPOILER ALERT-not too late to turn back!!!) Was awesome. Two thumbs up! The pictures were not that stunning, the 1000-ship troops couldn't wow you a second time if you've watched the trailer, but the

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The last time I blogged was...17th March 2004. Well, isn't that a long time ago or what? I have been terribly busy with work, taking over some stuff from the people who have left. It wasn't too bad, perhaps a little tiring but that's just it. Things at work have gotten somewhat milder. A good thing. Definately. Surprisingly, I managed to meet up with a lot of people in the last month. It's

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The flu bug got me. Battled it for 6 days straight, 7 if you count today. Plus point is that I got to rest at home Monday and Tuesday. Ahhhh.. talk about REAL REST. Came back to work today with muffled hearing and still-blocked nose. Beginning to suspect my doctor's not very competent afterall. :S His medicine isn't working!!! Oh well..can't wait to knock off. Need sommore sleep. Pray I get well

Greensouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10154607988807172020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983320.post-1078882965684840222004-03-10T09:42:00.000+08:002004-03-10T14:21:13.483+08:00

Getting worried... About my applications. Ain't getting any replies yet. Should I panic? I don't even check the mail anymore. Dammit. Missing... My gramma already. Visited her last weekend and left all teary. I should go see her more. Thinking... About quitting.. haha..what else is new? Weekends... Was great. Hit the ktv with some of the guys.. Want to do it again sometime. :) Oh, and I

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Peter Jackson was King of the Oscars last night!! Whooopie~ What a night!! 11 AWARDS out of 11 nominations!!! Well, actually I didn't catch all of it. I caught most of the beginning : Billy Crystals' once a year Oscars' Concert in which he sang over 5 songs straight for a good 45 minutes or so. Tho I admit, it was fun. :) The guy can sing. Me always likes singers with a quirky sense of humor. Gah

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No matter how many times I hear this song, it still makes me cry when I listen to it alone at nights. It's just so...emotingly lovely, I guess. *sigh* Colin Raye: Love Me I read a note my grandma wrote Back in 1923 Grandpa kept it in his coat And he showed it once to me He said boy you might not understand But a long long time ago Grandma's daddy didn't like me none But I loved your grandma so

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A colleague of mine left yesterday. The first of many this month. Five, to be precise. I wonder if they are worried. I wish they are. They should be. Anyway, I took half day off work yesterday. To chill. I desperately need the time-off. I went down to Bugis to meet up with the guys from school. Walked around and had meaningless chatter. So nostalgic. Like the good ole times. *sigh* Later, we

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Just shoot me. Grace thought as she tried her best to squeeze through the crowd on the street which was jammed with not just people, but lovey-dovey people. All of them! Grace pressed her bag against her side and continued her strenuous escapade through the crowd, swearing softly as she did. When she finally reached the bookstore that she was looking for, it was nearly dark. From the outside,

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...was uneventful. In fact it was so uneventful that I can't really remembered what happened that day, except it was a saturday...and I slept late. Oh well... Bought a pair of new pointy shoes and wore it to work today. You know what they say about never judging a book by its appearances? Well, this pair of lovely pointy shoes very nearly bluddy murdered me!! Now, I cannot move an inch of my

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Updates: Sending my best friend off wasn't as bad I as thought it would be. A little teary and all, but no bawling. She reached Brisbane safe and sound, only a little home sick. Still miss her tho. Thank God for ICQ. Starting to get panicky. Application sent, but no reply. Been a week. If I don't get the scholarship, I'll just die. PLEASE LET ME GET THE SCHOLARSHIP! I'LL BE GOOD. FOR A WHOLE

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Tonight will be the last time I'm going to see her in a long time. How am I going to say goodbye? How does one say goodbye to their best friend? Things are going to be so different now. I don't know how to go about doing the things we used to do all by myself. I don't even know where to begin. There's a little resentment, reluctance, melancholy, disbelief and well, even a little relief. But

Greensouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10154607988807172020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983320.post-1075865300681883682004-02-04T11:27:00.000+08:002004-02-04T11:34:20.936+08:00

Got into a tiny accident on the way home yesterday. Arm got jammed at the side of the bus exit when the door opened. All because of the fat lady who tried to squeeze her way out thru the front door. *Snortles* Very violent and inconsiderate fat lady. Don't let me see her again. I'm serious. Don't. Hrmphh. It still hurts, dammit. I thought my arm was broken when the door finally closed again. No

Greensouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10154607988807172020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983320.post-1075514698344094862004-01-31T09:59:00.000+08:002004-01-31T10:14:30.873+08:00

The sun is finally up. *Grin* Which means I can finally take a long awaited trip to Sentosa with no worries that the Big Guy up there deciding to take a long cold shower in the middle of the day. Alright, I admit. I miss the rainy chilly winds already, but the sun is good too. Sun means no more staying home huddled under layers of blankets, sun means no more bringing extra jackets out when I go

Greensouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10154607988807172020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983320.post-1075369569481195362004-01-29T17:42:00.000+08:002004-01-29T17:48:20.793+08:00

Why is it always the people whom I've never bothered to be specially nice to who are always the ones there for me? Perhaps it's really time to reallocate my priorities. Perhaps it's time to be selfish and self-centered for once. Perhaps it's time to start learning!! Urgh. I'm starting to get frustrated. I really am. Everytime I thought something good is going to happen, something else has to

Greensouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10154607988807172020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983320.post-1075267666653955112004-01-28T13:25:00.000+08:002004-01-28T14:12:51.280+08:00

What do you know, Orlando Bloom does have pointy ears. *Grin* Screamfest, girls? And this: You are an obsessive Orlando Bloom fan!Congratulations! How well do you know Orlando Bloom? brought to you by Quizilla JimJim, Sanada is yours, but Orli is mine....!!! Muahahahaaaa....

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The thing about long holidays is that they fly by so quickly we can't even see the exhaust behind them and when its finally time to get our pretty arses back to work, we wonder if that long holiday really happened. When it did, of course. So here I am. Back at work and wondering where my long holiday went. Blek. It was just delightfully wonderful: Being at home, waking up late, having long lazy

Greensouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10154607988807172020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983320.post-1074964264808246332004-01-25T01:11:00.000+08:002004-01-26T09:37:39.110+08:00

I am a lousy friend. Stan, one of my bestest friend is down with chicken pox and I'm too wimpy to visit him because I hadn't got the pox yet and I'm freaked out by the idea of getting it. I am such a terrible friend. BUT, I have finally made up my mind to visit him next week, when all the dots are starting to clear. AND, I'll even bring over instant abalone congee to cook for him. :D And that's

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Note to Jo: Yep, I saw it. That was actually how I got my HaloScan comment thingy. At least now I got some of my old comments back..:/ Well. Went down to town yesterday to do some serious last-minute panic-shopping and was surprised by the crowd. Small crowd. No shoulder rubs. No tripping over feet. No elbow jabs. Just...the normal weekday crowd. Where is the people??? It's new year for Christ's

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I will not let my children starve themselves to achieve skeletal-anorexic-like bodies just to please the opposite sex OR the society when millions of children are starving in Nigeria, not by choice, but by circumstances, dying by hundreds every single day. I will not let them take life, food, education and good health for granted when there are children out there who plead for these things but

Greensouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10154607988807172020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983320.post-1074160488302377042004-01-15T17:54:00.000+08:002004-01-15T17:56:40.280+08:00

I'm at this age where I'm terrified to be alone. And not just terrified. I loathe it and I detest it. I'm not afraid to admit that I hate having to try so hard to find company. I need someone who is constantly there for me. Someone who loves me more than I love myself. Someone who knows me thru and thru and still very much adore me. Someone who is there everytime I reach out. Is that asking for

Greensouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10154607988807172020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983320.post-1073978990990621882004-01-13T15:29:00.000+08:002004-01-13T15:30:54.530+08:00

Orlando Bloom What Celebirty are you going to MARRY?!(14 outcomes with pics for anyone) brought to you by Quizilla Ok, 2 different quizzes and I still end up with Orlando Bloom. That's gotta count for something right?? *wink wink* And my BlogSpeak is acting crummy. It's gone! I can't see it. Where the hell is it!!!??? Give it back!!

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You are going to Marry orlando Bloom. He will always treat you right and is very romantic. He will do anything for you. He is very polite and has deep brown eyes and is very good looking (which is another plus!). He can make anything cheesy look really good (like sliding down stairs on a shield shooting arrows or wearing pointy ears for example). Congrats!! Which male celebrity are you going to

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Been going through a period of depression. Then again, maybe it's just work. Or the bad weather. Am at home now. Took the day off. Planned to go out for dinner and then shopping in the evening but got cancelled out. Again. Dammit. I'm even beginning to get used to it. Why does it always have to be so difficult? I'm so tired I don't feel like giving a damn anymore. Not worth it. A said there

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My boss is a bitch and she probably knows it. If not, she must be very confused. Why is everyone being so mean to me when I'm so nice? *Gag* Ok, I'm in a nasty mood. I feel like throwing punches or stuffing my fists into the next person (predict: my boss) that comes along and ask me something absurdly dumb. Like “Why don’t you go get another set of washroom keys? (Cause mine’s been stolen by

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Ok, so apparantly nobody appreciated my writing because not a single person commented on my last entry! I am hurt. Bleh. It was that bad eh? :/ Bad writing aside, I had a very unproductive weekend. Slept right thru it. Saturday's weather was erratic. Wanted to go swimming but it kept looking like it was going to rain, then big sunny, then cloudy again, so I decided to miss it. Did a little

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Grace heard the soft thud at her doorstep and knew her newspaper had arrived. Pulling a terry robe over her pajamas, she shuffled to the front door just in time to see the paper boy disappearing at the corner of the street. Funny, he was wearing pants today, she observed. Grace picked up the newspaper and turned back into the house, leaving it on her kitchen counter while she poured herself a

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Today is the second day of the passing of a great star. Anita Mui. You will forever be in the memories of the people who love and adore you. May you find peace now. It's the new year in exactly 12 hours. I'm not sure if I want it to come. It's a little too soon and too abrupt this year. I feel a little thrown off, and kind of hoping it could wait just a bit more. I'm not saying it's been a

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...that everyone is connected by at most 6 people in between? Like we all knows somebody who knows somebody who knows somebody who knows somebody who knows somebody who knows Orlando Bloom. Isn't that amazing? Now I'll just have to find out who this somebody is, so that I can get to know that somebody that somebody knows who knows somebody who knows someone else, who knows somebody and get that

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New Rules on Blog: Thee who enters blog shall either sign thou's guestbook or leave thou a comment, OR suffer the consequences from thou's merciless hands..^______^ So anyway, it's Christmas!!!!! And the crowds downtown are just plain crazy. I went down Monday evening (and you'll think it was a Saturday night!!) and was well, pretty much squashed. Wasn't a pretty sight but it was kinda...

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I felt I needed to write this now. I didn't want to write this down only when I’m all void of what I'm feeling right now, like a versed afterthought. I was reading Kaycee Nicole's weblog just a moment ago. I guess I was lucky that someone decided to archive up her blog when BWG had deleted them all away. I'm still teary and pretty traumatized. I heard about Kaycee Nicole's story a long time ago

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Emotions are a funny thing; they fluctuate like a pendulum gloriously free from the pull of gravity, and taking bloody pride from it. Sometimes they swim about your head like a lost dory. Sometimes they lose control and bombard you from a thousand directions. Sometimes they hit you like a flood and suffocate you in memories. Other times, they merely smooth into you like melted chocolate. But

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Depressed. And cold. And aching all over. And depressed. Oh, did I mention that already?? God, should I even be depressed at this time of the year? I've always loved December. The holidays, the weather, christmas, MY BIRTHDAY. Yeh, that's the keyword: B.i.r.t.h.d.a.y. But no, I'm not bubbling with excitement or planning big nothings to do on that day like I used to, or worrying about not having

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Judgement Day. Nah.. it's Extraction Day, but to moi it's pretty much the same. It's a big day. Big scary, dreaded day. I've never liked needles, and having one in my mouth aiming for my gums gives me the jeeper-creepers just thinking about it. *shudders* And then there are the pliers. *faints* Why do I make myself go through all that pain and torture anyway? I must be crazy. I'm a

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Another day at the office. Gah. Good days are getting a little hard to come by these days. And yes. I'm not just ranting now. I'm complaining. Whining. Grumbling. It gets the unhappys off my chest, so deal. Urgh. *Screeching sound in the background and everything freezes* Oliver James (in tiny-thumbelina form) flutters out. OJ: Rant rant rant! That's all you ever do! Snap out of it will you? *

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I'm so tired. I can barely keep my eyes open, much less blog properly, but I don't want to go to bed just yet. It's Saturday. I get like ...one puny saturday a week...ain't gonna waste it on sleeping. :/ Hadn't slept much this week, but that doesn't explain why I'm so tired since I used to sleep much less than that when I was schooling. I must be getting old. Bummer. Today was a wasted Saturday.

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Here is Edward Bear (or Pooh), coming downstairs now, bump, bump, bump, on the back of his head, behind Christopher Robin. It is, as far as he knows, the only way of coming downstairs, but sometimes he feels that there really is another way, if only he could stop bumping for a moment and think of it. And then he feels that perhaps there isn't. Can I go awwwwwwwwwwwww??? Arent't those such

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The people here are mad. They're so psychologically wacko-ed that I'm beginning to suspect that it could be more than bad childhoods. Urgh, I dispise them. Why do they always have the misconception that they are the greater?? Wake up people! Hello? Come back to the real world! Wackos. Damn. I hate the cynic that I've become. And I miss my mom and my dad. Come home quick!!

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Ok, so I end up stoning at home. Watched Heaven's Coins 3 on TV just now, it was great but a little too tragic. Auck. Will see if I get lucky enough to watch it again next week. Watched Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles on Central just now too. I remember I used to love that cartoon, I didn't know it was on TV again, but watching it now feels a little unsettling. I mean, if the idea of 4 man-size

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What should I do tomorrow? It's Saturday, my day off, and no dentist visit, but have no idea where to go or what to do. How ironically miserable. :/ I was thinking of hitting the beach. Or going swimming. Been a long time since I spend time chilling out on the sand and I miss the sun!!! But the weather's been really really cranky these days. *Sigh* And I can't shop because I'm thoroughly broke.

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I'm exhausted. It's 11.30AM in the morning and I'm already exhausted. How pathetic is that? Then again, it's probably because it's a weekday. If I had my way, I'll still be tucked in bed at this ungodly hour. *Yawn*. What the f##k. *Grumbles*. Two more days to the weekend. I can't wait. Work will be the hell of me. I'll get sick working. I'll grow old working. I'll die working. Bleh. Somebody

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Felt like going somewhere new and start all over again. Life has never felt so f**ked up before. No. Let me correct that. I have never let my life get so f**ked up before. I can't remember the times when I didn't have to worry about each word that comes out of my mouth, or looking over my shoulder every other second in case somebody's there with a knife. Metaphorically, of course. Or worry

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A said I have weird thoughts. He said I'm one of the queerest people he knows. Ok, not queer as in physically.. he meant mentally. He says it'll be hard to find someone who'll be able to totally understand and accept my thoughts and funny logics. I took that as a compliment. Haha. So I do think differently. I think of things that most people don't think about and I have the tenancy to warp things

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Felt like blogging. It's 12.54AM right now and I don't think I should be sleeping anytime soon. I had another visit to the dentist and boy, am I hurting right now. I still don't understand why people can go through the extremity of so much pain just so to look pretty. [Translate: Getting braces. *rolles eyes*] Haha. Its killing me, this pain. Should have asked my dentist for some painkillers.

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Who would've thought putting up a Christmas Tree could be such a pain in the arse? Was told to stay after work last night to help decorate the tree. Initially, I was going, wheee~ how cute is that? But the second I started, I wished I had found some excuse and sneaked away instead. And it wasn't even fun, because everyone was in a hurry to get it over with and go home. The bloody lights tangle,

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I've done many stupid things in my life, but over this guy, I've done the most. Until yesterday, I thought it was worth it, now I'm not so sure. I suddenly felt like the biggest fool in the world. I should have let go a long time ago, then maybe I wouldn't have gotten my heart broken. He really didn't give a damn. Why didn't I see it? Why hadn't I seen it? It was so bloody obvious. Now it just

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I watched "What a girl wants"-the movie, for the second time tonight. Amanda Baynes. Pretty girl, with a good smile. And Oliver James, guy from the dream team. Romantic, sings, composes, GREAT eyes, beautiful smile, and oh so sweet. ^_^ I was just listening to one of the songs from the soundtrack. "Greatest story ever told" by Oliver James. It touched me. It's a very simple song, really. About

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Just felt like blogging. I'm in a weird mood today. It was a busy day at work, not that I'm complaining. It's always better to have something to do than to just sit there and waste my day away. I came home, had dinner and watched Infernal Affairs 2. It's kinda mellow, not as dramatic as I expected. A very somber and creeping kind of suspense throughout the entire movie. Which is what I like

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Had a lousy morning. I actually intended to abandon the interview this morning that I was to go, cause I didn't think it would work out. Had it in my guts. Then my dad came to bug me in the morning to go. I was so bummed, I gave up fighting and went. Lost my way, it was this tiNY building that was so neatly hidden that if I only to side-track a little, I would have missed it totally. The pay

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I'll say today's a good day. Because it's Friday! And I don't have to report to work tomorrow. Yay!~ Fridays are good. Not many things can ruin my good mood. ^_____________^ There are a few shortcomings today of course. There always are. First, I missed the very cute guy whom I always see on the bus to work. [Dang!~] And you won't believe how cute he is-very rugged kind of cute, AND he looks

Greensouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10154607988807172020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983320.post-1067436567014109512003-10-29T22:09:00.000+08:002003-10-30T10:34:52.763+08:00

I did it. I finally got my haircut. It was a bad idea. Bad, bad, baaaaad idea. Yeh..you didn't guess wrong. It was a bad haircut. A really bad one, for that matter. A fringe too short and now I look like dork. A Kid Dork, for that matter. Like a warp back to primary school. :/ Hmmm...now that I think of it, I've never really had a good haircut in all my 20 years. I've never once walked out of

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Word has been going around the office that I'm going to quit right after I get my bonus (IF there was any at all~) at the end of the year and am currently fervently looking for a job. Argh~ Who the hell dug the pits for me anyway?? Who who who? Damn damn damn! Should I be nervous now? Should I be freaking out? Should I be scared??? Yeh...I figured I should be, since my manager, whom I report

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I got bored today and made a list of all the REAL friends I had. Juvenile, I know. But like I said, I was bored. To my disappointment, it rounded up to a pretty small number, but *shrugg*, that just means I have a shorter Christmas list I guess. Haha. It's a boring day indeed. Slept alot and pretty much didn't do anything at all, which is not a bad thing altogether. It is Sunday night, 56

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Been feeling a little odd the entire day. Don't know what's wrong. Probably because I didn't get much sleep the night before. Only managed to fall asleep at about 3 plus, or is it 4? So that rounds up to about 3 hours or so of eye shut. Way to go. Must be the damn coffee I took last night, but hell, I thought I was immune to caffaine since I was 9!!! :S Oh well, at least the coffee was good. It's

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