say hello to new(/old) black tresses.
and while waiting half an hour for the dye to set, i blog hopped a little bit and got slightly depressed. who would have known, this internet junkie would have been so disconnected without a wireless is actually detesting the worldwideweb?

and while rinsing the hair, ive decided; this entry that im still madly typing away shall be the last on miss sixteen green vinyls.
ive had this outlet for too long.

to tell you a little secret? this page holds nothing but excessively overloaded self obsessionality. (and i know you guys are really liking my collages, i know i know.) and guess whos had enough of the attention. (i have evidence at statcounter and the rapid counter jumps.)

or maybe because, ive lost all the excitement and momentum to keep this page going.

you know, sometimes i stare at this type page for too long i find it difficult to put all my emotions and thoughts into proper sentences. eloquence has lost me. my only compensation? photoshop and visuals and collages. obbviiiiiiously.
and i think, this doesnt do any justice to me, at all.

at all.

or maybe because, im too afraid of how, this words that escaped from me would be a form of judgement for anonymous and by-passers. im a wimp, okay. i dont quite wanna share this identity to unknowns for they REALLY do not know.

again, i cant quite share the reasons why im getting depressed with issues this trivial. i cant help being a taurean, okay?

so before i lie to myself about never to blog again, wait for me to think of a new blog name. to the rest, i trust you guys to dig up all the tangles intertwined to find me again, somehow somewhere, from google i suppose. till then, bid your goodbyes to 16green-vinyls, for good, this time.

adios amigos.

with love,
the very same girl from infragilist.

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i have promised the boys a post on them many years ago.
luck is only my part time friend.
i won mj, lost blackjack and lost inbetween. blah.
supper at sembawang was on tat. (say yay to brilliant tehtarik). i cry because i have bigger thighs than tat. i shall promise never to steal his food again. (rrrrright)
then my virgin experience behind the wheel of an auto mobile and abel's new car. me likey!

time to make time! :)

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hello, its the cny again.
while everyone is basking into the festive mood of od-ing oranges, igotmoreangpaothanyou and all that vivababoom, i stay home in pure indulgence of prison break season two.

its funny. half my life ago, cny was sucha huge thing - me, clad in red cheongsam and reciting gongxifacai phrases my mum made me memorise (so that it reflects on her upbringing) and then i'd run to the toilet to see how much ive gotten in the packet.
now, i dont even do newyear shopping no more. every other day should be retail therapy, anyways)

anyhows, its crown's birthday!
a year ago, i was as excited as a mother of a newborn, sleeping in the
living floor next to the pup for an entire week. waking every few hours to bring her for a pee, even though i was sitting through my final papers and mahjonging my life away. every once in a while, i'd have to make the rest 'gai pai' (cover tiles) cos ive to mop another puddle of pee on the floor. remember not, julia?!

and crown was tiny enough to fit in my lap, her mouth not even big enough to bite a ball.
now, she totally crawls all over me and is totally capable of destroying ANYTHING. remember not, beewee?!

you know, time flies. i know, ive said this a thousand times.

i look back, i get scared.
i look at now, i say, wow.

"but, i really dont know." i'd say, added with a shrug.
-

so on friday, the boss was nice enough to give us a half day, after a minor spring cleaning. then told me and siok that we'd rotate different job scope and might top up our pathetic four fifty(!!). this time, i really can do the nannypoo victory dance.

i look at ronald, i tell myself, maybe IPP isnt that bad after all.
haha im only kidding. but im envious of tat, he gets to take the NEL. major harhar! ;p

okay, the mum has taught the dog how to gongxi gongxi. im impressed.

YOU, stay on my mind.

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i dont like my job.
i dont like calling from a list of billion data and persuading them to sign up for U-stupid-OB credit cards.
i hate being a pest.
i hate it, because i feel like im cheating them into an agreement of something said but not done (cos they have like ten thousand other tiny terms&conditions to consider. the bank is gonna sue me).

i just, dont like.

sulk.
imagine yourself desk/chair bounded 9andahalf hours a day WITHOUT a personal PC. the only thing you can do is to actually do your work or stone while pretending to be busy. trust me, ive already mastered the art of stoning stage 3.
other than that, im just picking out my split ends. (what else right?)

but hello? just because yours truly is capable of hitting more than an assigned quota, doesnt mean you can double it up. i cannot, CANNOT live with a conscience like that. the only mean of covering up my guilt while still being at it, is to think about the commission snowballing other than a pathetic four firty.

thank god, siok wan is such a sweetpea.
thank god, bugis has good food.
thank god, the last hour of the day is filled with laughing goodness.
thank god, we're having NEXT WHOLE WEEK OFF.
or else, i'll choke myself with ALL my split ends.

but thelove has promised to make it all better. -takes advantage-
harhar oh oh oh,

-cup hands-
HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY & HAPPY LOVE DAY!
-
happiness is love. the key to happiness is to love someone more than yourself.
cliche right?

i like. :D

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4 papers down, only 1 more to go
- which isnt much of a hullabaloo for me cos, fucking IPP starts on Mon-freaking-day! the crux of this whole attachment issue isnt just that. Yours truly has been posted to everything i never thought i would ever be again, THE CALL CENTER.

-cue halleujah

so when everybodys looking good with their heels and suits in banks and some reputable corporate company (god, i curse you, jean), i kept having flashbacks of how it was during 14weeks of call center during TEP : having supervisors scribbling our names on the to-be-on-time list, making prank calls, having the speakphone stuck to our ears but was never actually on call, bobby our shredder machine, dota yada yada ...

thing is, bee/abel/denise/khairul/daniel/jean/shauna/siangmui/theresa etc aint gonna be around no more.
SULKS BIG TIME.

you know, on monday (but before the listing), i stroke toto (okay, 4 digits only la) thinking the clovers are with me and phewing away. i should have been lucky with the posting. i expected EVERYTHING, even the zoo or the birdpark, but never the call center. it was only till puluble sent me a text saying, "Good morning Sir, this is Kaly calling from.... AHAHAHAHAHA"
wow. thankyou friend, for breaking the news to me in such humour. i was half laughing half crying.

sobs.

siangmui, zoo is fun. really :)
at least you will never have to "Goodmorning Sir, this is muimui calling from Singtel ......" ever again.

sighs to three figure calls a day (okay, maybe not that much. mr fiction blogger does okayy) and an everyday sore throat.
my only consolation? abel's workplace is just next to mine. tsk

sam, wearing showercaps and goggles and icky uniforms seems cooler still.
-still sulking
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my favourite past time is digging graves
but not enough to burst a bubble

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it totally hit me that day, when TYL hit me with texts like,
"Remember you once told me that ..."
"But what if ..."

......

Yes I remember.


But somehow, ive forgotten.
Ive forgotten how its never been any harder to fall. Ive forgotten how survival instincts kicked me, telling me to hold on (lifebuoy excluded). Ive forgotten the taste of threemealsaday on a diet of hope.

Maybe because in this stupor and numbness sensation, theres this deprivation from the power to feel. or so i guess.

i can only tell her now that this is just another sweep and it'll be fine.
isnt this pattern obviously apparent (note: double entry intended) enough?

thats just where it hit me.


i thought ive thrown it away, watching it wash away, washed offshore.
who would have thought that it actually, floats?
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what ifs, what ifs ...

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finally, open house is over and done with!
no more dancing from dawn to dusk, no more singapore idolists campus concerts, no more fretting over triple H, no more forty winks at blk E, no more! only many hellos to muscle aches, sore throat and over exhaustion.

alls that left on the list is the musical, stepping down cum passing on and funkamania.
be glad, maybe?
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just done with a MTV videoshoot for some local boyband. cheap production, i'd say. the shooting was done at some lomography studio, very cool. if we're lucky, we might clinch a few more shoots.

:)

now that i have no internet connection at my new place, you can expect very little updates - unless i popper over to our favourite familiar internet friendly macdonalds , which is pretty possible.
exams are only next week!
IPP next! wow.

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so pretty, disney

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i dont think i know people anymore.

maybe because i question too much, that im only greeted with ambiguous replies.
maybe because i crave-for too much, that those not-on-the-list doesnt seem that appetizing no more.
maybe because im too opinionated, that selective hearing becomes my only practice.
self-assigned penance, maybe?

im all depleted from this marathon. and so what?
upon finishing line, im not gonna have ten thousands of a crowd applauding (or catcall, for that matter). i just dont think im willing, if i dont get a participative audience.

you call this an easy solution?
i call this, kick the hurdle.

[shrugs]

i want to be unaware. fall in such sweet total oblivion and lose all my knowledge. then maybe, in this smeared line of seclusion, you'd find this daunting.
then maybe, this will entice you to crack the nutshell all by yourself and this acquisition might even top it off your treasure trove.
no, this is not a decoy.

this is me, helplessly invalid.
this is me, exposingly incapable.

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life, they're just memories of some things.
in between these pages, some might be dog earred, some might be torn and some might be stained. but thats how the story writes.

for me, i wish to be a paperclip.
because, my story is still in writing...

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i lay on my bed and stared at the ceiling.
i wanted to make plans for the rest of my life.
i pulled my sheets up to my neck because it was getting kind of cold.

i dont think its the weather.
because crowncrown was still basking in the drops of golden rays.

i think its the thought of being a normal person again.
"But while you're waiting for the pain to go away, for time to kick in with its healing powers, it's hell. And for me, right then, it was the worst hell I'd ever been in."

i told her, i never wanna be in hell, ever.
.........

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again,
All of hell to hold your hand
I'd give it all
I'd give for us
Give anything but I won't give up

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i have the strongest urge to tell my friends just how much i love em.

read: they are the only people who obviously reads me like a book but are no storyteller.
they are the only people who truly values companionship, without the expense of others.
they are the only people who tells you you look horrible but still stick to you like ronaldmacdonalds on bench.
they are the only people who comprehends your melancholy and still willing to drown in the over flow of tears, with you.
they are the only people who curses and swear in the existence of my mum but still gets her love.
they are the only people who KNOWS how to throw their heads back and laugh, and still not mind being such mortifying exhibits.
they are the only people whose every family is just, family

this is to
Melissa Soon HuiTing: whose hair is always (almost) at risk,
Potato Yong Peiling: who's godofgambler by pretence and every mummys favouite,
Tan YingLing: who formulated a laugh-as-you-cry, rememdy to be discovered,
Winda Rosita: who owns the original copy of the nicely giftwrapped,
and, Benjamin Kong: who still stubbornly calls her a him.
(in no particular order).

everytime, i thank god for friends like these; where every individual are poles apart.
because, there is absolutely no need for traumas of walking twins/triplets/quadruplets parading town.
(yes you people, im laughing at you)

i said hello to 2007 at the expense of my graveyard, talking bout whatcouldhavebeens and those whathavebeens.
then yingling reminded me of that very day where i got a sail and the vehicle plate was 160504.
-

my resolutions for the twenty-o-seven?
to stop being a walking-cliche and quit being a black rainbow.

flashbacks for 06? i'll save it.
i cant say my thanks enough.

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doodled on min's suitcase for her cos we know she'd never recognize it on the conveyor, being the squid that she is :)
HAVE A BLAST IN GERMANY!
(pls remember me and my discounts!)

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On my knees, I'll ask
Last chance for one last dance
'Cause with you, I'd withstand
All of hell to hold your hand
I'd give it all
I'd give for us
Give anything but I won't give up
'Cause you know,
you know, you know

:)
:)
:)

Happy 2007.

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blog mode, switched on. excuse me for bad english. dont bother

thats just it. DB is always stucked in the semis.
and so, we didnt get through to the finals BUT we had our fun anyhows.
i love you girls (and i know you guys wont stay mad at me for being inefficient with the photos. sorry, cant help being the procrastinator that i am. heh)
big thankyou to everyone who came and won a jug from ireneang :)

cube was having some power failure - bad omen.
i was having tummy runs - jinxed.
everything was just haywired. cherylmiles taught us last minute choreography for the opening and the dancefloor at momo live was just too small.
we can only cross our fingers.
then they rejected entry for the guys (despite pretending gay)

everything after the results was a blur to me.
i remember screaming my heart out and getting all exhausted from dancing and babyliong standing guard of me. she gotten all wasted from the many throw of drinks at her cos of that. hee thankyou

got a little high but i still had to drag myself out of the sheets at 6.30am to prepare for the photoshoot at fort canning. four hours of shooting with mosquitoes, dirt and a groggy me; super worn out.
of cos, the drunkard forgo work.

just sent her to the airport this morning at 630am.
while everyones gonna be holding champagnes and counting down to the new year, i'll do my countdown to the hours till i get to have her again.

i never felt this empty before.

right, gonna go meet sam and min now.

haha i cant remember the last time when i was this blog-ish (think: iwakeup ibrushmyteeth ihadmybrunch yada yada yada... anon, this is for you. every intricate details about my life aye?)

:)

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only 5 more days to a brand new. theres nothing i'd look forward to.
i am fully equipped with doses of exhilartion
and a fool proof formula guaranteed of lifelong enchantment.
i call this, bliss.

"sweetheart...", she says.

see, i cant even make do with words now.

:)
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(this entry cannot be anymore else random)

this week is all about catching up.
star, tonight.
min, tomorrow.
joo, when?
helen, von and xiapei, endless failed dates.
maids, NYE.

harhar. dad sold my laptop so pictures will have to wait till i lay my hands on my dads ibook. then buy myself another notebook.

its victoriasecrets.com shopping again.

i am terribly envious of Sam (~!@#$%^&*). i cannot stop OMG-ing her over msn now.

i am terribly envious of Min, shes leaving for germany! (me wants france!)

seriously, who wants to take over Oh!Petita for me?

seriously, i cant thank you enough.

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each time i stare, i get taken aback.
wow, so this is how it feels.

and wow .....

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the girl wants me to write something here,
"one liner also can", she says.

i'm feeling the least eloquent today,
but there's nothing she wants me to do that i won't.
so here's my one-liner.

i'm in love with the girl.

-dashelliong

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There were 12 pair of models with different themes (eg. beatboxer, skaters, vintage, punk etc.) battling it out in the ring. all the vivavoom just to showcase their wear. the whole waiting to get your makeup/hair done, waiting to get changed, waiting for your turn to rehearse, long hours rehearsal totally wore me out.

an empty zouk in the morning is the weirdest ever.

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found this at vintagevoices. melissa soon huiting wrote me this;

ihu

To love you.
........................(I find that hard.)
Ticking of seconds
blink of an eye
years fly -
(six when i last checked)
why, that was quick.

You hardly make me smile.
(Tears mean more they say)
One, Two , Three and counting
tears that tears
apart paper shield.
false front.
(erased)

“Hello? I really miss you.”
(I mean it) replied my question why?
.........................yes i remember that day.
You remain-
The only calm amidst chaos,
You remain.

Snip snap cuts
..............(not only h a i r )
i n t o b a r r i e r s .

i trust you-
mean nothing to me....... (Honest)
and

its to that sail, that mast,
i see in the near..................distance
always around. never out of reach.
you i hate.
from the
......... bottom
..................... of my heart.

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:)

to the only one who's reverse-syallabic.
to the only one whose hair is (almost) at risk.
to the only one whose tears are worthy of hilarity.
to the only one whose drifted my sail.
to the only one who i never meant my says.
to the only one who practices rotation cycles, with me.
to the only one who deciphers my circles.
to the only one who looks the same 10years ago.
to the only one who'll never be of height as me.

Again,
Hello? I really miss you.

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2queens Dancing Queen @ CUBE

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personality tests are still number 1 time killer

Your Seduction Style: Au Natural

You rank up there with your seduction skills, though you might not know it.That's because you're a natural at seduction. You don't realize your power!The root of your natural seduction power: your innocence and optimism. You're the type of person who happily plays around and creates a unique little world.Little do you know that your personal paradise is so appealing that it sucks people in.You find joy in everything - so is it any surprise that people find joy in you? You bring back the inner child in everyone you meet with your sincere and spontaneous ways.Your childlike (but not childish) behavior also inspires others to care for you.As a result, those who you befriend and date tend to be incredibly loyal to you.

What Kind of Seducer Are You?

You Are Red Orange

You are a very genuine person, although it takes a while for you to show the true you. A bit introverted, you desire respect and affection from those close to you. You are quite empathetic, and you have a true concern for the well being of others. Many people have warm, heartfelt memories of you - even if you don't remember them well.

What Color Red Are You?

The Movie Of Your Life Is A Black Comedy

In your life, things are so twisted that you just have to laugh. You may end up insane, but you'll have fun on the way to the asylum. Your best movie matches: Being John Malkovich, The Royal Tenenbaums, American Psycho

If Your Life Was a Movie, What Genre Would It Be?

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The Last Kiss : I caught this with my pettyliong the other night and this movie, really is quite a thought provoking one.
The film offers no answers about what makes relationships last or falter. It even left some threads of plot unresolved, just as in real life. One of them said, "People know the truth, they may not like it, but they know it."
isn't that the truth? Harh.

Will a relationship with a sense of years weather down with love and time?

Anna: "What will you do if I die?"
Husband : "Iron my black suit."
(this is extremely witty)

We all faces doubts as we grow. But is it true we need to be pricked by senses of doubt before an order of realization? and are these realizations genuine? or is it just a knee-jerk reaction of a guilty conscience? Is that why we return and turn back into the shoes of being certain?

The husband also said to Michael; "What you feel only matters to you. Its what you do to do the people you say you love."

Between all that, its the will to overlook the flaws in order to appreciate what's worth lauding for.

That exactly, baby...

We all make choices. Thats as close as it gets :)

Oh, they have excellent soundtracks from Coldplay, fiona apple, rachel yamagata, snow patrol, imogen heap etc. and eyecandy rachel bilson from OC too.

-
Oh, I passed my basic theory! wheeee

Flesh Imp's Fashion Show at zouk on Fri. Anybody wants invites? Enter before 10. show begins at 9 :) yours truly will be parading their wear on the runway

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early in the morning, i get random texts.

"Chuan. I think your face still suit the atrium better."

"Kaly! Your fuck face is gone! Now change to yiting leong and xiaomei. Seen it yet?"

Theres now a big hoo-ha about the removal of the banner (with my fuck face, yes fuck face) in the atrium while the rest of the banners stay INTACT. I have to laugh. Am i supposed to be offended about it? Why am I the odd one out? I cannot keep wondering. ahahahahah

to Jean : YOUR FACE IS UGLIER THAN MINE. AHAHAHAHAHAH

Anyways, had a mini reuion with the Motwu's at Ptt's place on sunday night. The last time we were at the same place was one and a half years ago, for my pre 17 birthday. till now, i still cant believe how much time has eaten so much of our lives that we've mostly excluded each of the maids. and so they finally spilled the beans (after forcing them so hard).

all i could react, was a sigh.

Damn, i miss you guys so sooo much.
I apologise for being the reason for the drift, the awkwardness, the time constraints, and the rest of all that for those what-could-have-beens.

Melsie took two hours to burn me all the photos of broadrick days.
Wow, i miss broadrick. but i dont now with the existence of Jafaar. TMD.

okay, jean's here. au revoir

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effeminately, yours
----

My silent, secretive little penchant for late night drizzle, dim litted streets, breeze and flowing skirts has often been fought off as bad-weathered days. Why cant anybody comprehend the most unpretentious, simplified kind of charm in this discontented concrete jungle we fight our fruits for in?

I can’t help feeling all girlish on weathers like these - The only (and perfect) excuse to wear that long flowy floral skirt, stockings, denim jacket... the fall/pre-winter look. (wow, I miss London already) it makes me all giggly inside.
My perfect day to kick in the lazy vibes and coddle yourself with reads, dim yellow lights and French tunes playing at the back.

Many thinks I’m odd for my sweet sane indulgence.
They only know the true essence of fulfillment in layman, dictionary explanatory terms. –yawn

Anyhows, Cammy finally brought me to BooksActually. The perfect place to immerse yourself in rich text and classic quotes. I felt like I have to make a purchase so what else can you say to blank pages notebooks – my perfect fetish. Sometimes I feel awfully jealous of her flair for literary. We’re so different, even in physical aspects. She’s the text-based, im only visual.

The next we will conquer, is Ann Siang. :)
all i need now is a black drawing pen, medium format film, 35mm film, batteries for the holga, dig out my anna sui supersampler (still trying!) and a fisheye2 (this is my 2nd hint already if you cant tell)

Oh, Biz Finance, can you get out of my life already? say what to future value and pro forma statements?! Please add suicide to the to-dos, thankyou.

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Late photos again from Rachie's 19th at Park Royal

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the day the knight turned into an ugly thing.



when forever is said like just another meaningless sound,
the pain can last for quite as long.
when possibilities are considered,
it's for the betterment of the better half.
when it's iwannamakeitwork,
these words carry the weight into the eternity beyond.

-dashelliong

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They say, the best is when you helplessly fall for.


Is it an effortless impression, a natural affection?
--- or ---
Is it a realization from a shoddier past to distinguish for betterment?
--- or ---
Is it a concoction of both?
--- or ---
Is it a becauseitsyou, iwannamakeitwork?

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ah, the art of catching up with time. procrastinate not, kayly.
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HAPPY BELATED 19TH, NICHOLAS SIM :)
your present is on the way. and you are right, no.7 is red. harhar
(rachiee's photos are on the wayyyy ......... heh)
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tonight, Crown will be moving over to Zisky's for probably a month or so due to some nosey parkers coming up on personal attack, and getting the authorities involved. (beware you sly cunts, the Lohs are now fool proof and are on full force gear) i'll get her back, for sure.
Big thank you to Zisky. i feel bad imposing.
and i feel even worse, for Crowncrown, my biggest Manja pot.



to the only one, who has better EQ of a perfectly normal human being.
to the only one, who alleviates wretchedness better than fourfigure-an-hour therapists.
to the only one, who effortless removes any tinge of sting.
to the only one, who licks away any drops of tears on my face.
to the only one, We will always, always love.
Hang in there. Mummy will come for you.
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Sunday's Post
(in point form. super brain dead la)

- DimeBrizzle did a 12mins show for Harvey Norman 5th Anniv at Millenia
- Quite a screw up, we all know (but we learn how to laugh about it, and laughing on stage)
- Sharing life stories and getting breakdowns in between free hours
- Free hours again, stealing popcorn, smacking kangeroo mascots ass, pulling their tails, playing with little Ashley (mellie wants to eat her), hogging onto toilets yada yada
- Influx of extreme weirdos
- Huda getting picked on. (ahahahhahahaha)
- Coffee for bribes
- Pulse Hip Hop Knockout: Def Crunk
- Lime Flea Market (bumped into Jonathan and Mean-yi me/ Minyi)
- NRA Production : Danzation
- Yummy Maggie Goreng & cheese prata (!!!!!)
- Forcing Biz Law into my head while she drools on my dining table, heh

and i just cant thank you enough.

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HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY RACHEL/RACHIEEE/MOUSEY
(Current President of Foreign Bodies)-
The buffet killed me and still is, with the aftermath.
Thank you, dear :)

We hope you like the presents Mellie and I died hunting for (in heels). Many times, we kept scolding ourselves not to sidetrack though. hurhur. pictures will come, i promise. salmon, tuna, oysters, handroll, sharkfins soup, hokkien mee, drunken prawn, chocolate fondue, cocktail, mousse, sea cucumber, beef, grilled fish, soft shell crab and .. icantrecall. i feel fat already.

but im hungry now. bye
-
Rachel's birthday Video : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dXDCMFvaCE8
ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

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"Tensions of Opposites:

Life is a series of pulls back and forth.
You want to do one thing,
but you are bound to something else.
Something hurts you,
yet you know it shouldnt.
You take certain things for granted,
even when you know you should never.

Most of us just lie somewhere in the middle."

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Confusion Between Needs vs Wants vs Demands:
We need food, we want icecream, we demand for a chocolate sundae.


Business Modules makes perfect sense sometimes. We all need life lessons anyways.
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To the friends whos coping with the As, much luck!
I am offering my humble abode as your in-between-paper hideout for all you SRJC-eans (more specifically for Melsie or XianJun only. Isa and all, you guys can come too. harhar)

Theres not much to dwell on a lousy week. What made sense is, the end of everyday is parcelled with beautifully decorated, crisp gift wrap paper.
I thank god truely, that the stuffs Ive lost, are but ctrl-z proven and redo-able. We can redo a portfolio, many proposals and all the presentations but we cannot undo a feeling.

I am a very very happy girl. Sugar coated to the brim :)

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this shouldnt be happening.
ARGHHHHHHH

ONE wrong move, ONE accidental stroke
the WHOLE canvas is as cool as scrap.

all it takes is a spark; a series of unfortunate events continue.
-
finally, ive collected the shoes we did for Foot Fetish finals.
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start from scratch, kayly.
embrace ...

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late photos again.



-
i might have to forgo the France Overseas Exchange programme, due to the simplest reason.
Then Abel, Chang and Ronald is persuading a choice for Germany instead. How can? You guys are the best when it comes to "Sampat, do your nabei and your anzhua!"

-sobs

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often too many a times, we dream of being porcelain,
of obscure nature, that lures the divinity of human understanding.

all, with the lacklustre of red.
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i thank god for the existence of blogs sometimes. for being the non-initiative that i am, this is pretty much the most preferred way of getting scoops and scraps of dailies. melissa soon, where'd you go?

i went to turpentineandgrass and circles being circles, you NEVER ever change.
deciphering circles have to be my forte.

"what are airplane rides without turbulence?
what are boat rides without choppy waves?
what are long walks without rain?
what are good conversations without circles?
what good is having tea without the right company?
whats a day on the beach without hammocks?
whats is a raniy day if you cant walk barefoot in puddles?
what is fun without pain?"

i couldnt agree more..

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late visuals. damn i am trying very hard to update photos la

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triggered thoughts.

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its the second week of school and im very pleased about it.
no, im not hurrying to grow up at all - you know, all that seems of bleak.

i sigh.
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help! Oh!Petita needs a breakthrough(!) and Ive been struggling with ideas. There aint enough creative juices going around, especially having to juggle between on-and-off-line basis and preparing Elaborative's new opening.

where is santa's little (ultimate-versatile) helper?
someone pitch me some ideas. -bats eyelids-

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i have too many photos i cant take the time to upload.
photo whores and whoring, please quit already.
just a normal thursday seniors practice
you like? :D
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my hair is making me look very much more lian-ish than ever. dont like, dont like!
the curls are almost gone from the snip. i am super super tempted to re-perm but i know the hair/hay's gonna hate me for further damage.
whats more, cammysissyhoo pumped in the cash for soft straightening (supposedly better than rebonding and not-too-straight kind?) but ended up even lian-er than me.

Ah-LiAnX SiStAhz UnitE!

hahahahhahaha

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no really, they cant blame us for the very trait that every singaporean (proudly?) owns.
and that would be, the art of 'kiasu-ism'.

we turned up for lecture right on time(!), but to find no more of any seats.
very sadly, we have to locate ourselves at the back of the hall.
they made me photo blog this.

apparently, our self-indulged fun got a little bit out of hand and way too attention seeking.
there was this weird psychopath who kept darting the looks. i thought my undies were showing, cos i was wearing skirt la. but no.

i managed a photo of him red handed. harhar. they deduced he was getting high on our kissing scenes. bloody hell. someone identify him

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ahha i saw someone advertising this on a livejournal community
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NIGHT WATCH brings you

BIRTHDAY @ DXO on the 21st Oct 06 (SAT)
Age Limit: 15 & above

Join us at our launch party and dance the night away with the hottest RNB and hiphop beats.

Hurry and come down early cause the first 100 of you will get party bags to spice up the night! Come catch the HAWT Foreign Bodues(NYP) Dance Group Performances! So why wait?

We will spot 10 hot babes and hunks and u will get free party invites tto our next party and MORE! come dressed to impress and get spotted!

It will be a mixed age party. 16 years old and above and for those of u that wanna get HIGH, alcohol will be served at LEVEL 2 as long as u bring ur ID along. (18 yrs old

We will be launching more exciting events so don't miss our juicy event! Hurry grab ur tickets NOW!Keep ur tickets for our Party Poople Promotion. Collect 2 of our previous parties' ticket and enter our next party FREE!

Proudly presented by : DXO
Organized by : Night Watch
Supported by : whosgoing.com

PRESALES @ $18
there wont be any door sales
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Its Foreign Bodies la.
and bloody hell, an underage party. hurhhhh
oh guys! mellie said FB can go in for freeee :)
wheeeeeeeeee

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today, i really felt my presence, and the presence of the friends :)

Smellie Mellie decided to be random and color my inbox a little bit with texts like such;
"Shit. Im on e train and im suddenly thinking of you and im smiling to myself. lol"
"Lol. I know its super random! e image of you going all nice and soft when xiao mei calls you er jie is so freaking farnie i jus had to laugh to myself. haha"
"Lol. Aww i miss you too! -strokes ur head and rubs face on ur shoulder wahahaha"
-i wont reveal the rest of our texts-

(footnote : xiaomei = Jean, and i have a fetish for making her call me erjie again and again and again and again. she has this cutesy, angmoh accent which i totally succumb to. heh)

Mellie, Kaly loves you too.
I bumped into Jean in town yesterday and kissed her all over. harhar

being able to see familiar faces and exchanging hugs again is the best sort of warmth
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to the only lizard i'll make contact with, happy birthday :)
for you, i had to push away Ptt for dinner and Jon for drinks. Be thankful i tell you.

ahh, friends :)

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first day of school, only day you dress up for.
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super brain dead.

i know i was looking forward to the new semester, despite having been in school religiously for past 6mths. tsk.

everywhere's crowded with people and long queue lines.
TEP, you have been different.

All lectures/tutorials ends earlier.
I think business law began well. Our tutor made each of us draw something that might have represented us. Only to get bombarded by the mates of being sampat (TMD) and retorting newly learnt laws and constituencies at the lecturer. wahlao i really miss the class.

We have an ICA lined up next week, ALREADY.
and having friends who randomly calls to say
"Chuan, I miss you. I just saw your fuck face at the atrium."
i feel my presence.

the many hours breaks only leads to pure boredom.
i did a 'Kayly' search on the blog engine
and come to many pages who had ever mentioned or bitched about me.
i am sorry i have missed out so so so much, friends.

this doesnt feels good at all.
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15Oct - Birthday wishes to Potato and Jasper
17Oct - To the 20year old Cicak swee.

today, i lost myself, completely.
i am not strong, not strong at all.

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i ripped this off a fellow taurean's blog, and you cant blame me for being horoscopes&personality tests obsessed - they state facts.

Taurus Personality

Taureans like to be rooted -- whether it is your environment, work, home or your opinions. Thus you are a picture of stability to some and to others you can be stubborn, with a mind closed to new ideas and a certain unwillingness to change. But it works both ways, you are determined and do not easily buckle under pressure and adversity. You are patient, loyal and caring. Like the bull that represents your zodiac sign, you will be slow to anger but once annoyed, you will rage and turn ferocious. There is no stopping you then. Like fire, you can be a good friend and a bad enemy; you can also be quite shy and reserved. But like the proverbial bull in the china shop, a little clumsy in both life and language being remarkably outspoken and expressive with speech and exaggerated hand and arm movements when enraged. You are not the kind to undertake risky ventures and certainly are not too apt to be rash. This is partly because you are lazy and partly bec ause of your need to hold on to what you already possess. You like to live comfortably and are a good provider.

Ruled by Venus, you seek the pleasure of the senses and to you, being a true admirer of beauty, material comforts are far more important than for other zodiac signs. You are stubborn, carrying this trait to all spheres in your life, thereby, in a way, closing your options for a better life. Your stubbornness, combined with laziness can create problems you will find difficult to deal with. Often you will make little or no effort to change the situation around you. Nothing seems to drive you but the temptation to acquire some material benefit to keep you and yours happy.

Taurus Lover

Taureans are family-oriented people and enjoy spending time with loved ones. You are drawn towards children and the children in turn, look up to you. Large-hearted to the point of being self-sacrificing, always putting your family's needs above your own, and getting along with everyone, unless they try to dominate you is the Taurean way. Strong believers in fidelity and stable relationships, you can be romantic, attentive, tender, and affectionate. Rarely feeling the temptation to stray, you can be quite possessive and can indeed get jealous if your partner's attention wavers. The romance with your partner is something that will be of constant interest and is unlikely to die even when you settle down to the routines of married life. Taurus will find an ideal match in fellow Taureans, Virgos and Capricorns. Marriage with an air sign like Aquarius could also prove successful. You will take a fair amount of interest in what you fill your house with an d will definitely do your best to provide all material comforts.


Taurus Professional

Taurus is the money-sign of the zodiac and make excellent businesspersons. Not only will you be successful in making money; you will be able to preserve it well. You should be able to develop your business profitably and very rarely allow any rash decisions to harm your interests. You will make good financiers and bankers. If you choose the arts, as some Taureans do, it is more likely to be music, where you will excel; also doing well in work connected with land or environment.

Taurus Teens

This girl is extremely fashion conscious and loves to dress up. She is ruled by Venus, the planet of Love and Beauty. She has a penchant for necklaces, as Taurus, her sign, rules the neck and throat. She can often be seen at shops, spending her stash of cash. She can be a bit self-indulgent at times, so gently remind her that she may not need all the things she spends her money on. She has a weakness for all things sweet, which often causes digestive problems. She is extremely patient and determined as she systematically goes about realising her goals. Her ambition ensures that she is both hardworking and helpful towards others. She is not likely to be actively involved in sports, though she wouldn't mind light sports like golf. The Taurus girl is a bit obstinate at times and holds fixed opinions, but on the other hand, when she sets goals for herself, she follows them up thoroughly and unwaveringly. She is rarely hindered by obstacles that others find daunting. Look out for her, she will go places.


Taurus Well Being
This zodiac signs rules the neck(YES!), throat, tongue, ears and the thyroid gland and care should be taken to avoid any trouble in these areas. You have a tendency to put on weight. As most Taureans do not bring home their work pressures, you are not likely to suffer from stress-related problems. You have a good complexion (not) and noticeable eyes.

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kaylywayly's home!
heres the scrap, summarized with photo collages.





twas my first good taste of independency. i was treated like a queen with people calling me by "Miss Loh" and "Albert's Daughter", chauffers, paid for lodging/food/fun etc. Damn it felt good having someone awaiting upon your arrival at the airport holding on to a sign that reads my name.（harhar)
Most of time, I told them i'd just walk around alone.
They'd arrange dinners, lunches, meetings and city tours anyhows. tsk. Was trying so hard to spend my money. There was really nothing to shop for.
i came home with alot alot of foodstuff and coffee :D

Im so gonna miss their beef noodle, roadside stalls, $2SGD Manicure, friendly friendly people ):

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Jean, David, Nic Sim and I had our hair done again yesterday!
I had my very bright colored lian-ish mane snipped. hurrrh

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for the sake of melanie tay, i am trying very hard to be efficient. -nods

the best way to clear crowd, is to start krumping. I almost attempted a ballet jump when they played the "where'd you go, i miss you so ..." -does a turn-
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the flight is scheduled at 11.45am tomorrow.
OMFG I HAVE A PAPER AT 10AM. BLOODY HELL.
(i think i have one last MC to burn. hurhhh)

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Fate succumbs many a species;
One alone jeopardises itself

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Flight to Vietnam, Ho Chin Minh city, this Friday is CONFIRMED!
I can finally strike off that one most difficult, major to-do off the list cos I'll be flying, alone :)
(yes la, im one to-do list freak)

Okay, Im only going there to help Daddy-oh with his business transactions. How could I say no to paid for tickets, lodging, food, chauffer and the shopping? (all expenses paid by his partner. harhar) I have been yearning for alone time awhile back. Perfect chance.

I wont deny im pretty nervous. Considering ive only flown twice alone, but not travelling alone. I can finally take a breather and bring the cameras out for a walk. I dont remember much shopping. Only good good food and good good coffee. Oh, and all the things for nails, hair yada yada

i am not afraid i am not afraid i am not afraid -calms myself-

will be back on sunday! :)

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Happy Belated Birthday, Yingling.
(damn, i miss you)

This whole week has been like, tuning to adjustments and withstanding the horror of being a tool for others to express amusement for. Not only am I getting used to being non-procrastinating with the items on to-do, there's also the "clock, please quit ticking" thingy.

I almost headed for debarrment for my absentism rate. Thank god for lecturers whose bully-able, Willam Hung-like. All i had to do was to whine and deny. Boys, this is the kind of privilege you guys will never understand. -raise chin-

The trickiest of the week is definitely the post-dimebrizzle/overdrive syndrome. Once, i alighted at Dhoby Ghaut and almost took the route to SMU most unintentionally. I've chucked all the attire for dance to a corner of the wardrobe. I bumped into Jean and felt super not-used-to-it that shes clad in feminity (think mini skirts and dressy tops). The playlist havent been changed, it plays all the songs we've danced to or have put into consideration. Since when RNB can be so melancholy?
Having free time after classes is the weirdest ever.
Girls, you have been missed dearly. But i'd be taking a short break from FB for awhile.

Heres a jumble of photos throughout the journey of overdrive. (kudos to Leong's multiply)


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Time to get back to the proposal and portfolio and complete orders and schools stuff -die now-

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(just a quick, blatant entry)
and so, DimeBrizzles did NOT make it to the finals.
no, we're not sore. but we dont deny the emotional moments.

the fedora hats, sexy leather jackets and the turn-eunice-on moves did not happen. and that i almost lost my jacket -hugs it tight-

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actually i have alot to say but it all sounded a wee bit too cliche. i'll make it short
to the girls, a big thankyou for putting up with me (think sampat-ness, burpings, many ban mian, binging, indepth girls talk etc).

Ive found a twin in Mellie.
A sister in Jean (call erjie)
A gourmet in Huda
and a gossip in Jo.

to the rest of FB, thank you for ALL the compromising and accomodations and letting us have the studio. thank you for all the hugs and encouragments and support. quoted by David, "Welcome back to FB." awwww and ian, many thanks for the help with the music!

dance is purely leisure :)
and dimebrizzles will be scheduling for another competition yay

at least, Annabelle Francis asked for our contacts so we could do shows for her harhar

say hello to new adjustments in life and many many hellos to skinny jeans, skirts, dressy tops and heels. damn it felt so weird picking out clothes from the wardrobe today.

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melanie tay, you slut. -imitates your hops around-

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today, is the kind of day, where blank spaces are not obligated to be filled.

i dont want to speak
i dont want to sleep
i dont want to THINK
i dont want no takes of life
i dont want to breathe

All days are a series of repeated notes draping lovingly over one another. Where you let yourself be hypnotized by melodies that weaves through soundscapes, with lost personal thoughts nestling in old notebooks, old records and bittersweet memories.

press, play, rewind, stop, and play.


no.
just,

pause.
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again, Quarters tomorrow at the outdoor esplanade theater from 7.30. Remember, its DimeBrizzles.

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KC8fS2k6F38
watch this clip for Jinwens farewell party

from damn long ago,

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other than that, heres what i found in FB forum today.
Nicky BABY started this thread bout senior feedback. it made me smile while reading :) (for my own reference only)

From Nicky : kayly BABY. muahaha.. okok serious shit now. i feel that you are a potential dancer. why? you have your own style and groove. you can krumpt in your own style, you can isolate your hips well however one thing that u lack. CONFIDENCE! you are now on the poster at atrium, BUILDING CONFIDENCE. irony la!! i think when u dance, your expression give u away.. if u can work on your expression, im sure you will be more noticable. i always feel you have da thang for reggae and street. dont ask me how.. you just have IT. as dancers, its important to have individual distinct style and groove of your own first, after which u start building your techniques vocab. since you already have, i would suggest you start building on your vocab. i think ur hits are improving gradually.. keep on practising! it will 101% pays off. train your waves too. dont compare yourself to the other girls and start feeling all demoralise. each of us went through alot to get us what we are today. you are no exception either. i havent seen you really focusing on techniques yet. but with your determination, im sure you can soar to greater heights in dance.

i hope overdrive will push you further to find more abt your style. work on attitude,showmanship and expression, and trust me, you will be as noticable as mel and huda when it comes to impact steps. JIA YOU!


From Rachie : Kayly- You've got your own style... and you are a good dancer.. your face shows.. "I'm hot... i'm sexy... and i'll eat you up" when u dance... hahaha... i think girls hip hop suits you most?? like the krumpt and whacking kind.... you have good stage presence... and if you clean up your steps abit... you'll realli be a GREAT dancer...


From Hudada : Kayly- hehehhee... "sampat" girl hahahahahaa... LOL... LOVE ya! Your pesonality just cheer people up! Your dance move have coolness in it.. and it is soooo KAYLY la please! hahaha... its very "WOOOO!" hahahah if you know wat i mean... but i would love to see you do other feel of dance...

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Sampat, i am trying not. The confidence, i am trying to build. The techniques, i still cannot get. The styles, I've been experimenting. ahahaha i can never reach Mellies and Hudada's standard ):

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and so, DimeBrizzle managed to escalate to the Quarters.
honestly, i cant quite decide if this might be a blessing at all. now we need to churn out more ideas for a breakthrough and turn all disappointments into hope.

it was such an ouch to watch the clip.
i never felt so inconfident before. i think i know an outcome. but we do know we all want this so so bad.

we have been lucky, girls.
lets not be dependent on the clovers :)

(jean, me need pictures)

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everyone bid your goodbyes to Pua Jin Wen whos enlisting for NS today!
(who has all the photographs of shaving-his-head-day and the chocolate fondue please zip it to me thankyou)

WE WILL ALL MISS YOU.
nerd is the new pua. harhar

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This Sunday, 10 Sept, Round 2 Knockouts for Overdrive at the outdoor Esplanade Theater. (yes that very teeny little one) at 7.30pm. Come support the DimeBrizzles? Yay :D

after briefing at Esplanade on Wed, the 5 of us sweated a little but went a little too giggly in the room. apparently, if we DO get into the finals, we get to go for Adidas fittings and enjoy the luxury of picking anything out from their line. After, there'll be 3 days classes with mr wade for the choreography of the final battle.

Yes, the finals will be a battling session.
Top prize is $4k adidas voucher and some things else.

All these, IF we get into the finals.
We're all pretty freaked out and psyched at the same time.

http://www.dansfestival.com.sg/prog13B.html
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i need to get my navel pierced again. the skin has gotten too tough to have it DIY-ed. -tugs at gerard's sleeve. when??
oh and, should i have my brows pierced again? :/

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sorry for the wrong link.
heres the correct link to the personality test mentioned : http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3

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everyday, is a blank space.

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after Overdrive (be it to the finals or not), i promise myself it'd be just Kinokuniya and I, swimming in those reads and graphics. Then I'll bring my cameras out for a walk around damn Singapore (someone please find my Anna Sui supersampler or just get me a normal one, i dont even mind! while im at it, someone buy me a FishEye2 as well. huehue).

I promise myself to get an easel and a blank canvas. I'll buy new acrylic paint (i cannot stand oil) and new brushes and i wont think, i'd just paint :D

I promise myself to put my Ipod into good use - its been left there alone for too long. I'd remove all the rubbish tunes and perfect my playlist into sappy melodies. On repeat now is Azure Ray - Sleep (everyone please illegal download)

I promise to put Oh!Petita on hold. My hectic schedule has disappointed many deadlines and promises so I'll be on full force once im ready to devote myself into her.

I promise myself a long long walk at night, on roads I never heard of and count streetlamps. Walk me home till dawn.

I might even promise myself a self getaway, to somewhere remote. But im not gonna make that an official promise, cos some part of myself know Im scared to do that. harhar (damn loser i know)



I promise, I'd be somebody.
amidst all of that, i hope to regain that someone i used to find in me. i want need her back.

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Look! A new layout after ..... i cant recall. Its been so long i last did a makeover for 16green-vinyls that im really rusty with all the htmls and codings.
Its damn messy but I give up.

Anyways, WE HAVE OFFICIALLY SURVIVED 6 WEEKS OF HORRENDOUS BSU (Business Service Unit). -throw confettis- Bid my goodbyes to Changi Village Hotel (and the overrated Nasi Lemak), long bus rides, headquarters at 8.30am, faulty desktops, nonsense long pages reports, Mr Bean, supervisors' sarcasms, survey sheets, team leader who tells me she cannot-understand-gays, pretentious moments and our crazy transport/meal claims.

Quite some memories but I didnt like it.
I think i preferred bloody old call center. They rated me a B but i doubt i'd be so lucky this time round. I will only miss having teabreaks and ban mian at any time of the day and climbing to Denee's ELDC to play DOTA, fooling around at the hallway freaking out other kids whos playing dota as well.
I intimidate.

I shall look forward to the comfort of having lectures and tutorials and the classmates. Will have my laughs at the rest whos having their TEP next, like Jo and Xiao Xian. GOODLUCK :D

Tomorrow, we'll be having our classicals ever since 20weeks ago and we'll be taking redundant modules like Personal grooming and Project management? TMD

The rest of you whos bored, please check out FBTV
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gWJRw59bk0k
this one made me laugh alot. watch out for the subtitles and yes thats our studio! :)


Please go to HERE for the personality test mentioned below.
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KRUNK Market on Friday night was .. idontknowthatword.
the only climax was when Star and I ran like banshees to and fro whenever they played reggae songs. so we just kept running, then dance then walk back and run back again. i found an answer to boys who picks you up for fuck.

We told everyone we're really cool because we drive a pick-up (with a bunch of camwhores at the back) :D

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this is so depressing.
i am home (alone) on a saturday night.

the only accompaniments are those fluctuating temperatures, pounding headaches, dry throats and a wrenching heart.

I AM SO SORE.
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Okay, i just got a call from JinWen. We are going to his place for chill sake now. That skinny tall boy will be enlisting for NS soon. hahaha i need to laugh. i was just complaining bout being lonely.

oh oh oh, FOREIGN BODIES : i am throwing a chocolate party for JinWen's farewell on Monday evening. i'd probably be utilising Ben's giant mansion. pls confirm with me okay? :D

(sorry for the brushy update. i really wanted to do a full detailed update, with pics. forget it)

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i dont know the reason for the obsessions with online personality tests.
Denee asked us to do this one.
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The Wild Rose
Random Brutal Love Dreamer (RBLDf)

Colorful, but unpicked. You are The Wild Rose.

Prone to bouts of cynicism, sarcasm, and thorns, you excite a certain kind of woman. Hoping to gather you up, she flirts and winks and asks you out, ultimately professing her love. Then you make her bleed. Why? Because you're the rare, independent, self-sufficient kind of woman who does want love, but not from a weakling.

You don't seem to take yourself too seriously, and that's refreshing. You aren't uptight; you don't over-plan. Romance-wise, sex isn't a top priority--a true relationship would be preferable. For your age, you haven't had a lot of bonafide love experience, though, and this kind of gets to core of the issue. You're very selective.

The problem is them, not you, right? You have lofty standards that few measure up to. You're out there all right, but not to be picked up by just anyone.

"You're never truly single as long as you have yourself."

Not too shabby, and it could've been worse.
Every circle of girls has a Playstation, for example. (i dont get this, really)
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these personality tests shit over-judges you. but, its still pretty true lei. harhar

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i would like to be a silent spectator of the non-existent life i lead.
maybe not over popcorn, but over wisps of smoke that might calm the vomit inducing guilty thrill rides.
not hollywood worthy. but we all like mind teasers.

if might be, i would like to be free of emotional baggages - disposable friendly. free of uncalled for responsibilities, monetary issues, chasing prejudiced liberations and uncontrolled habits.
oh what, who doesnt wish for?

(again, i need to be pardoned for roundabout entries)
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anyhows, the Bee, the Dee and myself was granted leave from TEP so it was the usual town, KTV and movie. caught Pretty Persuasion because bee needs a movie with sexual contents. harhar i like to expose the friend.
they left the theater whining but i was pretty happy with the movie. heres why;


EVAN RACHEL WOODS.
remember, Thirteen? one of the fave movie ever, but none ever agreed.
hate the usual stereotypes of leggy rich blondes (ew, Devil Wears Prada and chicklits). love the Kimberly she played. am absolutely enchanted by manipulative/evil minds hidden under pretty faces, with a convincing mix of sex appeal. Talk about fully utilising the smarts and the looks. maybe i liked the movie only because of Kimberly Joyce.
hate to critic, but the ending were getting a teeny wee bit draggy.
melodramas are love. watch it only if you appreciate excess crude/offensive remarks, off-color jokes, racial slurs, sex and everything politically incorrect.

twisted humour so are my kind of thing.
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stole this from the sister:

" Just as there are physical laws of the universe (such as gravity),
there are also laws for relationships.
It's a direct cause and effect.
And if you know and apply the laws,
the results are predictable.
You can 'make' love. "
turn me a professor, anytime.

[added] Overdrive audition on Sunday was a-okay. Went down with JARStylez. We received none of any negative comments nor remarks about our routine, but they did mention the likeness of PussyCatDolls (HARHAR!). we dont know if that was a blessing but we do know that we have gotten through the next round! (the cocky organizer just called.) Next would be the Knock-out, Quarters, Semis then the Finals.
wish DimeBrizzle some luck.
I am officially known as KALYBrizzle. hahahahahah i really love the girls. navel talks and laughters :D
SmellieMellie: Bestfweeen, youve been at your wits, coping with the papers and being the one who pushes us so much for Overdrive. you know I love you and we have no hard feelings. we're a team what. you have done so so so much. WE LOVE YOU :D
Congrats to Raizan, for getting through on solo category!

NIC SIM : ICECUBE ON SAT AFTER GINS CLASS AI MAI? [/added]

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Todays the only day I get to be in Headquarters and the chance to hog onto the computer the whole day. but some thought it was pretty funny to go down for site visit without bringing the survey forms, la!

with commands from the supervisors, I have to lug 40 copies down to Golden Landmark Hotel(!) from school. since when was I a free-laboured delivery woman? -cry
so i thought i'd reward myself by doing a little shopping at arab though :D

anyhows, the prelims for Overdrive will be this coming Sunday. perhaps they thought it was pretty funny as well by giving us one week notice? the rest are having packed scheduled exams and ruiping decided to withdraw from the team ):

nevermind, I have pictures to post but the browsers think its funny to play games with me as well. why is the world against me? -pulls hair.

My stuff will be featured on next months seventeenth! harhar now.

such an unproductive post. i was asked to update.

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when was the last time i updated so frequently, you tell me?
(pls wait for image to load. huuuuge file)
though you guys make really bad friends, I love FB still :D
Nic, since youve been so mean, I am contemplating bout the treat for you and vid already. aahahahah

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le protagonist : kayly/ chuanyee. 16may. coming legality nyp. sbm; marketing. fbods the rest just doesnt matter anymore CLIPPINGS : September 2004 October 2004 November 2004 December 2004 January 2005 February 2005 March 2005 April 2005 May 2005 June 2005 July 2005 August 2005 September 2005 October 2005 November 2005 December 2005 January 2006 February 2006 April 2006 May 2006 June 2006 July 2006 August 2006 September 2006 October 2006 November 2006 December 2006 January 2007 February 2007 - &counting;

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