My Consumer Behavior paper was beginning to look really fierce until I realised I had typed close to a page in full C.A.Ps. Oh my god.

Chips says:
u noe i start reading from the bottom like the latest entry
and your earrings became the bicycle
karen says:
OH DEAR
Chips says:
and the earrigns also became the confusing
wow
my english
karen says:
omg thats funny
my earrings has stalks
and i have bicycle earrings
and my evita peroni hairstick becomes a $1 steal
WOW
and i dont have hair for the bear



karen says:
i have horrible luck
Chips says:
me too
i got bird shit on me
karen says:
oh shit i jus LOL so LOUD
Chips says:
7 ppl stand in a circle i got bird shit on em
only me
then everyone ran away from me

Just deleted all the garbage that once took up the space to the left. So now it begins with the awkward tag board. Oh wiaos.


karen says: wad are u doin nw?
peng says: waiting for the fernando torres show
karen says: omg
wth is tt
peng says: hahahhaha
karen says: he is so cute
he has a show??
peng says: no no
karen says: i heard he is nominated for player of the yr along with gerrard
peng says: haha yes of course
they are awesome
and yes he is gorgeous
ok that came out weird
karen says: u sound like a fangirl
peng says: shh don't tell anyone
hahahhaha
karen says: oh dear but torres
is he married ah
peng says: getting married soon
fiancee
karen says: the gf from his childhood?
peng says: he got his first date with her tattooed on his shin la
hahah yes from 2001
i am not supposed to know this right
karen says: 2001 IS HIS CHILDHOOD?
peng says: well he was born in 84
so 2001 he only 17 la
karen says: oh so he was a 17 yr old child
wow
peng says: march 20 1984
karen says: FANGIRL
peng says: i am not supposed to know that either
karen says: yes u exceed my expectations
well done.
peng says: HAHA
aiyah i am going to keep quiet now




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I think i begin to sound like J!

Which is a very small deal in fact, I just wanted to try out the sketch function with Royce the Bear. However it was immensely boring.



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I never got around to using this, although I've always thought it's really pretty, I haven't actually had the hair for the job.



A $1 steal.



Oversized earrings. More wirework, more telkari, more filigri, more ciftisi.



This is very confusing to me, it even has stalks! When will I be able to fold it....



Harang Saypo. Btw my lens bokeh seems to be turning crazy, I don't do any Photoshop blurring but see what I get! I think its borderline spoilt for the $100 lens which is really cheap.



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chips: issit harang saypo
karen: sarang heyo?
karen: its sarang heyo lar omg
Chips: its i love u in korean
Chips: very famous phrase
karen: harang saypo sounds like i hate you
karen: fil with tune llar says: harang saypo! omg
Chips: wad does harang saypo mean
chips: the one jason typed
karen: u typed tt
Chips: DID i
karen: YES
Chips karen i am so stupid
Chips: omg i just reread
Chips: i realised jason was laughing at me

What is it like to have truely lived?

On Friday we had a family movie and caught Gran Torino, which is omg good. I really liked it anyway. The next day I crawled to school for the third consecutive Saturday, got excited over Earth Hour, waited 20 minutes for the bus to Orchard, found myself staring at Damon and Wy and friendss playing pool. It was pretty cool because I had never actually talked to Ky and Zj before back in school. Anyway, Earth Hour was well spent calling Jason's handphone 1234567 times, ( because we were supposed to meet, nt because I am crazy ) it was terrible. Turned out that he switched off his phone for Earth Hour, damn funny. We had aglio olio and a lousy chocolate velvet and the most ridiculous waiter ever. Has anyone encountered a waiter like that? You have to ask him for water 3 times and he raises the jug and takes the cups and then he charges off to another customer and completely forgets. Oh dear... so cute so whatever.

This must be majorly boring. Buttt I feel a duty!

Oh dear I scare myself, I keep giggling at somebody's blog. Like with my legs crossed, left hand on my right hip, right fist propped against my mouth and I just keep giggling. And I don't even know this person. Rahh. But, I am not alone!

Randomly watched a kids programme for 5 mins

Markk Lee: A for?
Boy: A for B, A for C.
Marrk Lee:... A for Apple, B for?
Boy:A for Apple, B for... ( long pause ).. B for Orange

Wow.

Life! Where shall I begin? Things have been going really well, in a surreal manner and I've been pretty much carried away. Come next week, it shall get even brighter when my Dad returns. The major chaos has to be the unforgiving March weather, which has brought a crazy sun and sheets of pouring rain. I have observed snapshots of rainbows in the papers and across online communities, but I've yet to see one for myself! Do rainbows end? Is there a pot of gold awaiting?

Projectwork's getting intense this semester, more so than the preceding ones. I do enjoy Marketing, but I feel clueless about Accounting. In such a way time seems to speed up; weekdays overlapping into weekends, the week shortened.

Got to stop this from extending into a harangue, catch some sleep! Funny how I have to resist the urge to go 'yea, ( !! ) ( !? ), Nah, We'll see, See your luck, chill, Hmm, Depends, See how, Oh man" et cetera after a slew of Jason messages. One of my favourite activities is to walk beside him and study his side profile. A little stubble peeking out his chin, hair gently curled, keen intelligent eyes always observing, sometimes slightly obscured by the blanket of lashes, and very tiny ears.

I can barely keep my eyelids open, goodnight.

Hope that she can see
Through the smoke
Of my imperfections
Into my soul
And my heart
Where she has control

And I can't feel
The ground
Someone let me down
I said
I've never been
So high
As I am now
It's too good
To be true

I never felt a love
Strong enough to
Stop this world
From spinning

Am I greedy? To question if there is a perfect perfection, a happiest happiness. There are moments which I define as perfect, but when I revisit them in memory, I still wonder all the what ifs, could it have been different? Could it have been better? If it could be, would it be more perfect? Can perfection be more perfect?

Wake up everyone
How can you sleep at a time like this
Unless the dreamer is the real you
Listen to your voice
The one that tells you
to taste past the tip of
your tongue
Leap and the net will appear

I don't wanna wake before
The dream is over
I'm gonna make it mine
Yes I... I want to own it
I'm gonna make it mine
Yes I'll make it all mine

I keep my life on a heavy rotation
Requesting that it's lifting you up
Up up and away
And over to a table at
the graditude cafe

And I am finally there
And all the angels they'll be singing
Ah la la la I la la la I
la la la la love this

Well I don't wanna break before
The tour is over
I'm gonna make it mine
That's fine...I want to own it
I'm gonna make it mine
Yes I'll make it all mine

And timing's everything
And this time there's plenty
I am balancing
Careful and steady
And reveling in energy that
everyone's emitting

I don't wanna wait no more
Oh, I wanna celebrate the whole world
I'm gonna make it mine
Because I'm following your joy
I'm gonna make it mine
Because I... I am open
I'm gonna make it mine
That's why... I'm wanna show it
I'm gonna make it mine
gonna make gonna make gonna make it
make it mine
It's mine...
It's mine...
Ohhhhhhh mine
Yes I will make it all make it all mine