i r a whale
this realization makes me a very sad whale
In the Peranakan museum in Malacca, came across a portrait of one of the past matriarchs
joked about how she was a Nonya Planet
i will try to downsize from whale to dolphin soon
wish me luck!
stages are as follows: twig < african refugee < skinny < megan fox < warm < dolphin < whale < planet
aka (in UK sizes): 0< 2< 4< 6< 8< 10<12<14
okay I can still fit into my clothes but by that scale I actually reach hotness and warm everyday so I guess UK sizes aren't very accurate At All.
anyways. one upsize away from planet is Not Good At All
Nasty in fact.
lewfuihfjenfhweghjaerngljaerirhwiowepoiq
- feelers:
distressed - listenloud!:Love Fool - New Found Glory
I want one of these! but not in Singapore. The weather here is too damn sucky. If I really ride one of these here I'd end up looking like some wild lion woman at the end of the trip with helmet hair of course. This vespa is not very photogenic, trust me, it looked a lot better real life.
Fun fact I learnt in class today! More than 33,000 SDU members were married with the help they received from this agency.
notsofunquestion asked after fun fact was given: what was the percentage of those who got divorced?
stupidest response from the lecturer: "well, the strategy was just to make more babies."
rolleyesdotcom
I hate how sometimes people can find ways to taint something so unselfish and awesome with their own selfish agendas.
IN CASE anyone was wondering why I'm so free to be able to blog and take pictures of vespas... just in case anyone even lets their pity level for me drop down a notch... I was on a field trip to museums the whole day and I'm currently brain dead from trying to read a 30 page reading, I have another 40 page reading to go before I can even start on the essay due Monday. Plus, I have about 5x6 readings to supposedly catch up on this weekend.
looks like
the only set of wheels I may be able to afford in future will be a vespa.
all that said, I like where I am now.
- feelers:
calm - listenloud!:King of All Days- Hillsong United
Pangsai.
- feelers:
drained
I think. I am about one of the most unoriginal people around, looking at the countless times and extent at which I relate to fictional characters.
Do you think that maybe... everyone keeps looking for someone who'd find them so damn special and treat them that way cos well, no one actually truly believes they're that special and unique in the first place? I look around and everyone reminds everyone of someone, or everyone sees something in others they see in themselves. This business about not being special doesn't really bother me nowadays.
Staying in hall starts next week. Let's hope I won't have to battle nighttime monsters, nightmares and thunderstorms!
Whatever it is, I realized I'm no Claire Bennet.
And that makes me mighty anxious.
- feelers:
anxious
In fact, I am the owner of the dvd. cos when I wanted to rent it (it was on the pals' request list), it was rented out. so I just bought the new copy.
I remember crying in the theatre (when I watched it long ago) at the scene where Ben Affleck appears when Jennifer Aniston is surrounded by shitheads and is overwhelmed with all the things she has to do for them.
I think $20 of my $27.90 was spent because i think their story is incredible, and Ben Affleck in the show makes me wish I had that.
at the end of the day, as much as you can swoon over Chuck Bass and Edward Cullen, all you really look for is just normalcy and simple love in the form of ben and jen there or even lily and marshall in how I met your mother.
boy, do I love tv and movie shows.
maybe people who got gray hair were actually meant to get white hair, just that they mentally fought against the ageing process so much that their hair colour was left in between.
George Clooney must've fought really hard.
- feelers:
bored - listenloud!:Jai Ho - not PCD
Today I successfully completed mission:watch-a-movie-alone. Tired of asking countless people to watch X-Men with me (cos many have watched it already), I trooped myself down to Lido at 540pm to buy a ticket and watched it by myself. I would have to say it's a lot easier and more pleasant than eating lunch by myself in NUS. Maybe it was the location, but I really think it was more to do with the exposure in a lit environment.
I just watched Becoming Jane and although I love Pride and Prejudice... this fictional tale of Jane Austen's life is SO SAD. To add salt to the wound, they even reiterated at the end that Jane never married.
zomg at least Shakespeare in Love had a happy ending.
I really like happy endings
and I think that's something I've repeated a lot
- feelers:
sad
and this girl too,
and lastly this spastic advertisement made me laugh out loud cos it's so retarded
lol guess i need to go find some pond to throw coins in.....
- feelers:
bouncy
That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
- feelers:
happy
for
1) the southeast asia summer programme thingum
2) my essay grade it's so amazing cos i expected a C. i felt like a complete doofus writing that paper.
3) how everything turned out despite my kukuness laziness and lack of capability to excel academically
4) saving my ass a million times when i keep getting distracted or brain blocked and am unable to do my essay due the next day
5) being so mega faithful and awesome
YOU ARE SO SO MEGA MIGHTY AWESOME
I LOVE YOU
and i pray i won't ever forget that.
I'M MIGHTY MEGA OMEGA HAPPY NOW
I GOT CHOSEN FOR THE SEA SUMMER SCHOOL THINGUM
I'M NOT USED TO TRYING FOR SOMETHING AND TAKING THE APPLICATION SERIOUSLY
THE REWARD WAS ACTUALLY GETTING IT AFTER I TOOK THE RISK
WOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
I NEED TO GO BOUNCE AROUND NOW
BYEBYE
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
one more time
and my life will be complete.
he heee ha ha ho hooooooooooooooohohohohohoho
.................... how old already!
today i was mega angsty at papa teo
but anyways! today was also very productive I managed to channel my angsty-ness towards studying.
I realized on the mrt today that I've been slipping into vulgar-dom and (not so shiny and happy) fits of rage
...... realization is the first step towards change i guess.
i get so angry sometimes that shouting a vulgarity into the air won't do much
so angry i feel like uprooting a lamp-post from the concrete pavement and mega slamming it down back into the pavement, stomp around till the earth quakes, be a dinosaur....
but of course i can't carry out all these incredibly violent actions
nor can i scream out loud in the middle of NUS
and so
i settle for imagining myself screaming and doing these things
are thoughts as bad as actions?
I FEEL SO BITCHY SOMETIMES I HAVE SO MANY THINGS TO SAY BUT I THINK THESE DAYS I SAY IT ALL WITH THE ROLLING OF MY EYES. ONE DAY MY EYEBALLS ARE GONNA DROP OUT FROM ALL THAT EXERCISE. OIGERAGJKERNGEFRGJKERHGAREHGREGJAKJRWHRW
i guess it's cos. perhaps inside. i feel thoughts arent as bad as acting on it and bitching about it? at least i dont spread my thoughts to other people and infect them with my high and mighty judgements/rantings. i think the key to all this would be. understanding. people understanding wt
- feelers:
guilty
- m a z e - says:
how to say in french
- m a z e - says:
i miss you
natsuko. says:
tu me manques
natsuko. says:
ahahha why
- m a z e - says:
so i can say to you
- m a z e - says:
tu me manques
- m a z e - says:
HAHAHA
parce que tu me manques beaucoup.
I REALIZED A LOT OF THINGS TOSSING AND TURNING IN BED ON THE 3RD OF APRIL.
- feelers:
pensive - listenloud!:Friday I'm in Love - The Cure
i don't feel triumphant or willing to tell your bluff to the rest of the table.
just thought, you'd have a higher hand.
- feelers:
sad
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this is how i feel: ~~~~~~~~~ HEFUIWHEFJNWEJFNWEJFJKENFKJNOPA[QWROWRVC +^%Y*^*&(*&()#$^%$&^*&&)(*) ~~~~~~~
that is what's missing
and you know what
language sometimes really is very limiting.
exercise does make one feel happier. however, i did feel like a fat old cow today at touch training. it's an apt description, given my appearance and all the grass around.
i didn't even plan on going. i got tricked (!!! mega roar). was told it was gonna be a friendly against blacks.
anyways good things that came out of it.
1) like i said, happier
2) no suicide runs (HIP HIP HOORAY)
3) i discovered a new incentive to lose weight -- i'm a lot slower now. i feel like i'm running in slow motion.
4) they noticed my prolonged and constant disappearance and asked me when i was gonna commit.
5) maybe i will, actually all they had to do was ask.
i felt unaccountable before, going as i pleased. which wasn't very often. cos i'm one lazy old cow.
it will be my millionth+one time saying my new found resolutions.. but this time. i will keep it at a million. cosssss
I'M NOT REVEALING MY SECRET PLAN
everytime i reveal it it loses its magic somehow and i fail miserably.
it's like birthday wishes!!!
oh bee tee dubber you
this year for all the times i had to cut the cake and make a wish before i blew out the candles,
i didn't make a single wish.
i just pretended i did to appease everyone. so i'd close my eyes for a few seconds, look like i'm concentrating (eyes closed) very hard, and while i'm doing that, i'd think of random nonsense. haha sorry pals. guess i wasted a lot of potential wishes.
and i'm now listening to this song cos i'm trying to boost my self confidence hahaha
- listenloud!:You're So Damn Hot - OK Go
The world forgetting, by the world forgot,
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd;
- Alexander Pope
