| Monday, May 31, 2004 |
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Everyone, meet my new class N2 from Chilten House, Julia Gabriel!
ok there's too many to introduce i'll do my favourites first!
AM session:
Teo Jingyi
I have a crush on my little boy Jingyi. I dare say he's my favourite. When he first came into class, he acted all shy and reserved. TWO minutes later, he was bouncing off the walls. He's got a good good heart and its apparent that he loves this other girl, Natasha, my special needs kid, to bits. She's terrified of him though, because he's rather rough when it comes to expressing affection. But when it comes to activities, the first person he looks for is Natasha, which is so totally sweet because the other kids tend to somewhat ignore her because she's different. Jingyi's so lovable because he's ultra hyperactive. When he wants to say something, he tends to shout excitedly and bounce up and down flinging his arms all over. Which almost always sets off a chain effect. An immediate, unstoppable chain effect.
His creativity shone through during our art session when we had to paint stars and heart shapes for our crown design and he was the first one to mix the colours into a lovely myriad. After which all the other kids followed. Ha! I've got my money on this boy!
PM session:
Calvin
Ok, I admit that I've subconsciously taken a liking to this boy at the mere mention of his name. haha but he's a funny chap. During chinese lesson, the lao shi was reading a book about a cat who had different coloured paper. The first one was pink and the second one was blue. The lao shi asked, pointing at the first one, "zhe shi she me yan se?" The kids yelled, "FEN HONG SE!" The lao shi then asked, pointing to the second blue paper, "na zhe shi she me yan se ne?" Calvin my darling loudly and proudly yelled, "LAN HONG SE!" OK i'm sorry if you can't read han yu ping yin because it was really very cute haha But Calvin was quite stubborn, because he didn't want to paint his crown, and he threw a tantrum. When I came back with the other boys after painting their crowns, Calvin was sulking and refused to talk to me, until i coaxed him out of it by building a submarine telescope haha boy doesn't that whole process sound familiar! haha
Oh and then there was Javier! We were out in the garden during water play, and we had a long red basin like tub filled with water and toys. So my teacher in charge Michelle picked up a watering can and started watering Javier's hand. She said, "Javier, we must water your hand so it can grow!" At that moment, Javier's eyes suddenly widened with horror! "MICHELLE! My hand doesn't NEED to GROW!"
Shuyi, don't you wish you took the job!!!!!!!!!!!!! The kids are SOO cute. But after one full day of talking about cable cars and submarines, sky trains and disneyland; squatting up and down; and reminding the kids to say their Ps and Qs, I am completely exhausted.
I miss my kids already!
~mei~ |
| posted by 3 @ 11:51 PM |
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the princess wants me to post this very disgusting picture of her prince.
the things love does to you. hah.
eLi~
"...my very macho macho biathelete." - mei |
| posted by 3 @ 1:53 AM |
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| Sunday, May 30, 2004 |
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i bet everybody will undergo this phase at one point of time. a stage in your life where u know that u're wasting your time and that at the end of it, u'll look back and know that u shouldn't have but u still did it anyway. u know that u don't have to go through this and that its better to walk away from it all and leave it alone. yet, u go back to it. and bit by bit, u pick up the little broken pieces in your futile attempt to paste it all back together. u see yourself change so clearly, right before your eyes but yet, u push it aside and make up self-explanatory excuses for your actions. but u have no one to blame for your misery. because u create it on your own and u let circumstances drive u to the path that u're currently taking. no one else is responsible for your actions and no one else will feel the pain of your mistakes.
nat
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| posted by 3 @ 5:37 PM |
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i came to a conclusion today that my next boyfriend is either going to be fat or ugly. not that i have anything against fat or ugly people. i'm fat and ugly too.
its just that being in a relationship with a prettyboy is simply.. too much drama. the girls will always be a factor. ALWAYS. and i'm not the kind that would usually pounce and growl with jeolousy. i just don't like it when the boy thinks that he's better looking that u. even if its true. it just blows up his ego and honestly, i don't like it. he'll be walking around with this air and shit.and even if i try to burst the bubble. 'em fucking girls ( in the club, supermarket or simply walking down the street) will always turn and give the look and when u move away for 5 seconds, u'll see them give out their number. fucking cheap hoes. and after a few weeks of absence, u reach out for his cellphone and see a whole new lists of female numbers. i don't have anything against him talking to these girls on the phone. nah, i ain't like that. but being boys, they give into temptation and it's not like he's damn up in the moral factor. they lie and cheat and sneak behind your back. and it gets tiring. because u constantly doubt and u always have plans up in your head to find someway to cut his dick off late at night.
so i concluded that the next time i choose a boy. it's not going to be because i find him attractive. which makes it funny because they always say my taste in boys is actually very very bad, so i dunno how this works. but i figured out that the next time i find a boy, the general public better think he's ugly. and i'm gonna find me a nice boy too. bad boys.. yeah, been there done that. i want a nice boy now. like all the boys i should have liked but never considered. the boys that will always think you're pretty even when u're bloating like a roasteg pig. the boys that will buy u dinner and take u to the club just because they feel like it. the boys that will give u flowers simply because its wednesday. u boys that call u out just for a cup of kopitiam coffee just because they enjoy your company.u know.. that kind. the kind that many girls want and dream off but never take the time to open up their small eyes and always turn and look the wrong direction. yeah that kind. and yes sir/mdm, they do exist. and i know many of them.
i told thomas today. that if we break up, i'm gonna find me a fat ugly boy. and if he ever meets my new boy, he better know that i'm with him because he treats me like a queen and never takes me for granted. he just stared at me and said he'll bump my head somewhere if he ever finds out. so much for being loving and understanding.
*sings* " Loving u is easy cause you'er beautiful. making love with you is all i wanna do. loving u is all that just a dream come true. everything that i do is out of loving you. la la la la la.. la la la la..la la la la...ahhhhhh..."
ahhh.. fuck that.fucking pretty boys.
nat
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| posted by 3 @ 5:12 PM |
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| Saturday, May 29, 2004 |
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home on a friday night, took a midnight walk to try to revaluate my life. didn't quite know where to start, so i just sat on the swing and stared at the stars. this could mean that i'm either contented with the way my life has turned out thus far, or I've made such a big mess out of it that i'm just hopelessly lost.
and as you get older you find that there are less and less people whom you can really trust. and less and less people who really care. which is depressing, but only for a while because soon you learn how to shake your head and say, "some things are better left unsaid."
~mei~ |
| posted by 3 @ 1:01 AM |
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i was reading cherd's $10b post.
if i had ten billion dollars id build a huge private airplane that has an interior of a house so its like having a mobile home to travel the world, live in each and every city for a week each so that by the time i die i would have explored every nook and cranny of this earth. id bring a different friend along each week maybe a few even and as i get to know new friends on my journey id invite them for my next destination. ill never have kids of my own so no worries bout leaving them an inheritance and passing on a bad generation of bums, cos ill adopt one from every country and hopefully by the time i die i would'nt have any more money left.
if i had $10b that is.
eli~ |
| posted by 3 @ 12:18 AM |
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| Friday, May 28, 2004 |
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i have to study. i have to study. i have to study.
i have a history test tomorrow. at 2pm. and its past 2.30am now and i'm slightly more than halfway done. so far, i've read about the Japanese christians act of rebellion against their leaders, the 17th century medical methods of curing cancers which was pretty bad because Anne of Austria eventually died and the harsh treatments of African slaves who were sold and forced to sit under the boat decks for months. i still have to read about the exploitation of the Indian Incas under the spanish rule and the European treatment for the insanes in the 1970s.
but i'm very very distracted. i keep falling asleep as i have ZERO interest in history. and so far, i've eaten 7 sugar cubes to keep me awake. and my lecturer didn't lecture these materials in the very first place. it's more like nah, u go buy the book, read the fucking thing and write essays for your test.
hiyah..
and i have Nina Sky's Move Your Body Girl on replay mode. it's such a sexy song. her voice mixed with the reggae beat. oh weee.. everytime i dance to this song at the club, i'll get into some serious trouble, man man man.. this is the jam man. so sexy. so distracting as well.
okay bye! i've said enough. Incas here i come.
good morning world!
nat |
| posted by 3 @ 8:32 PM |
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this is in conjuction with jamie's and melody's entry.
mel and jess turned 3 years a few days back. man.. they have my admiration and respect. i don't know them really well because time doesn't permit but in all honesty, i think its really difficult to commit oneself to someone for that long. i wouldn't know, i've only been with my boy for almost a year. but i guess thats long enough to understand that u'll reach a point when the honeymoon period runs out and when u realise that love alone isn't enough to sustain the relationship. and it begins to get tiring. but its all good, despite all the bullshit that has happened. but back to mel and jess, i thought to myself that if i ever stayed with a boy for 3 years, man.. i'm better marry that fucker. all the cooking and washing of his dirty underwear, man, it better be for some good. u know? nah.. i'm just playin. but on the real, i guess if u stayed with someone for so long during the teenage going to adult years. the 17-21 years old stage. man, u'll just grow into each other and seriously, i think it'll become so hard to get rid of the person. and the longer u stay, the harder it is to let go..
then this comes to jamie's entry. about wedding songs. funny how i never thought about that. i was never that kind of girl who thought about my special wedding day or how my wedding gown was gonna look. maybe i'll eventually become a christian and get married in a church in some rural area beside the lake? maybe i'll be cheap and get married in a small chapel by some motel? maybe i'll get pregnant and instead of getting married, i'm trying to run away from my parents?? but i've never thought about marriage. as in seriously, i know i talk alot of shit, but i never saw myself getting married to someone. let alone think about the wedding and wedding cake or my wedding song. i would love to someday, settle down and have 5 lil natalies running around. but then again, i'm afraid too. because i don't think there's someone out there who would be willig to give up everything to be with me. to give up the single life ( lying , cheating, sneaking around included) and stay home and suck up all my flaws. it's a pretty scary thought. but then again, if i marry, i want it to be a one time thing. just wham. okay, i found my boy and we live happily ever after even if he has his dirty habits like leaving the toilet roll on the floor, peeing and never flushing , farting all the time and blaming it on me, mixing his dirty clothes and clean ones in the same drawer, having mismatched socks, taking all the blanket late at night, eating up everything in the fridge including all my imported singaporean food.just to name a few. not that its all real, i made some up.
but if i were to get married tomorrow, this would be my song: My baby -- Janet Jackson and Kanye West
"....
So many said we'd (never)
Never know love like this (but)
They never felt your kiss (felt your kiss)
And how good your touch could be (so)
Many a days I face the pressure to walk away (way)
From what the people say (people say)
Baby (baby) these butterflies they never lie
Been thru so much pain before (and)
Baby (baby) - I had to try
'Cause you're not like most guys
And I ain't ashamed to say that you're my...
Baby (baby)
Don't matter what they say baby (baby)
They just don't know my baby
And how I feel about you
Baby (baby)
Don't matter what they say baby (baby)
I won't let go my baby
And how I feel about you"
and yes, i think i'll be a domesticated wife. doing the cooking and the laundry and the screaming at the kids.
nat
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| posted by 3 @ 4:49 PM |
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nothing quite substantial to write. cos i have been so very caught up in the frenzy of activities i try to fill my life with.
so much to say.yet they have all been blocked up into this parcel that leaves only a tangy resonance that i myself have tasted. dont you have times when u wished people knew exactly what you were talking about yet more often than not feel that words alone dont convey enough,or rather words seem to shortchange. nothing quite captures my thoughts accurately anymore.
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nothingness belongs to you and you alone, and someone once told me the one thing that encapsulates the meaning of nothing is smoking itself.
from the very instant u inhale to the transition of seeing that smoke come out of yourself, its like romancing your own emptiness and dwelling in its resonance through the manifestation of a tinge of high that is so very transient.
just you and your cigarette smoke.
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nothingness just took on a new meaning.
eLi~
and no i dont smoke not that its a bad thing. |
| posted by 3 @ 2:41 PM |
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| Thursday, May 27, 2004 |
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at the end of the dinner, all 8 of us squeezed into a tiny Honda Accord, screamed our lungs out and shaked our heads and butts to "Hey YA"..
nat |
| posted by 3 @ 7:58 PM |
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it's almost 2 am here and i'm no where near sleep.
i'm trying to re-download everything to my computer. but i'm having problems. anyone know a good music download thing? i can't find kazaalite man..
and i have class at 11.05am.
nat |
| posted by 3 @ 7:57 PM |
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| Wednesday, May 26, 2004 |
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prostitutes: destitutes or attitudes.
there was a power trip in my house just now. and no prizes for guessing but yes my entry that probably took me 20minutes to rant got wiped off the face of the earth once again. dammit. ill start again in short.
i read a guy's blog and he was aggressively condemning prostitutes like how they have no self worth, are 'dirty', 'cheap', demeaning and a total shame to all women on earth.
he had such a foul mouth that i couldnt help feeling sorry for these women.
the last time i checked, its the men themselves who patronize such services, no?
seriously, things like prostitutes breaking up families leading to estranged wives and girlfriends sound straight out of a drama serial,plotting to break a family up takes wayy too much time they'd probably be earning a dozen times more money with that time. and even if there are such cases around, not all prostitutes are part time family slashers i believe. n even if some guy leaves his girlfriend for a prostitute, its his fault for going to a whore in the first place aint it!?!?
its all a matter of perspective as with everything else, these women have a job to do, they finish it and get paid there and then. who is anyone to judge the morality of it all and specifically condemn them as shameless bitches when everyone has a closet sob story of their own.
its not the most glamorous thing on earth but these women are providing a service to the very society that condemns and probably reels from the pleasures they provide as well, and this i refer to as 'men'.
least whores as whores are better than closet sluts parading as virgins.
n like sandra says, we need disclaimers nowadays.
*disclaimer* i am not advocating prostitution.
~ eLi ~ |
| posted by 3 @ 5:15 PM |
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as u can probably tell, this song means alot to me. the lyrics. everything. should download.
"Southside"
Lloyd and Ashanti
Lloyd:
Tell ya daddy stop his hating
Cuz I be wearing braids and rockin jerseys daily
But that dont mean im thuggin no
He dont want me with ya
But I aint tryna hear it though
Not tryna hear it though
Ashanti:
But I know that if he knew yah
He would understand yah
Know that your my man and
He would never hurt me no
Let me come and see you
So that we can be alone, alone
(Baby I know a place that we can go and be alone)
As long as you make sure that you safely get me home
(Don't worry baby)
Meet me at the southside
Let you know I'ma hit that
Make sure that your daddy just don't know (daddy just don't know)
I'll put you in the hoodbug
You know what we doin cause
we be eating on the low (eating at the low)
Meet me at the southside
Baby we can go hide
Knowin that mah boys goin have my back (yeah-eeh-yeah)
Only at the southside girl (southside, eh-eeh-eh)
Southside
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| posted by 3 @ 8:40 AM |
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i haven't blogged in awhile because i've been clouded with unhappiness.
and so my parents finally left yesterday. its been such a long time since i had such a huge grin planted across my face. i suddenly felt this huge weight being lifted off my already strained back. as i watched them drive away, i saw my mom give me this look. whatever it meant, it doesn't matter, because they are gone. and with them out of my sight. i'm happy again.
its not that i don't like my parents. i do. i respect them even though they have very weird ethics. they may be racist when they are both of different races. they claim to be open minded but they lash out and condemn everything in sight. they are the epitome of everything that doesn't make sense. they say one thing but do and mean another.
this trip has been extremely disappointing. i guess its because they know that i have a relationship with someone who is not from the same race. "Don't u like chinese boys?", my mom would constantly ask. "What about paul tan? he was handsome?".. comments like these were driving me nuts. everytime we saw a black boy on tv, listened to rap on the radio, drive pass a black boy in his car.. my parents would be quick to condemn. real cutting racist comments that were just unethical and unfair. they say they know so much about this and that. but in all honestly, how can u judge someone of a different race so quickly when u yourself have never had any relations with them at all?? even if u do, how can one bad apple represent a whole tree?? think that way and its so obvious that u're narrow mind. and yes, i do feel sad for u. not angry because u're stupid. sad because u're so ignorant.
sometimes, i don't blame them. sometimes. while they were here. i had the most ugly and annoying black boys try to pick me up in front of their faces. rude, loud and very crude. they had no shame. no shame at all and sometimes, a lil bit stupid to not realise that if a girl is walking between a tall old man and a short slightly mature woman, u might realise that its her parent. don't try to walk up to the girl, smile with your head slightly tilted and say "wassup shorty? how u doing ma?"...and although i try my hardest to deny that not all black boys are like that and that thomas is very very different from them, it doesn't sink in. they are all condemned.
but what pissed me off the most was not how they commented that i've changed for the worse or because i was in love with a black boy. they condemned my school, my house, the food i was eating, my clothes...nevermind the fact that u constantly tell me that i can't be an individaul with my own thoughts because i'm in college and u're paying for my school fees. nevermind the constant nagging reminders that i'm the only paul left and i HAVE to take care of the whole fucking generation. nevermind the fact that my dad tells me consantly that he wants to leave my mom and that i HAVE to come home to take care of her.nevermind the fact that u insult and question everything i say and do. for that, i can suck it up. but when u go behind my back and ask my boss for lunch and specifically tell her not to tell me. well, that pisses me off. not so much of their actions but because they have been doing this ever since i was in primary school. pulling my teachers, principals, coaches aside and telling them things about me that shouldn't even be shared. problems that should be handled by them and not to be pushed around to someone else. one example, its like say i have an attitude problem, but instead of the teacher calling up parents up to say do something about it, its my parents who are finding fault with me and then calling my teachers up and say, eh, do something about it! ironic ain't it. i know. i'm still pretty amazed that i turned out pretty sane.
so over lunch, they blantantly told my boss that i have changed for the worse. my boss explained that its because i'm far away from them and that my mind and emotions are expanding. and this is only natural especially since i'm growing and in another country. they say that i'm screwing up. my boss threw the same statement at them asking them how is it possible that i'm screwing up when i got a 3.56 GPA this semester and i'm on the dean's list.and she said that despite all the emotional drama, i was still studying and working. then they said that hawaii is an unproductive society and that people here are lazy and unrealiable and that since i'm not gonna stay here, might as well get the hell out. and that was just wrong when u bitch about hawaii to a local who is ever so loyal and faithful to her heritage and culture. in addition to that, your judgement was based on the stereotypical mindset and your impression of the place for what... one week?? and the last straw was when they questioned her about my relationship with Thomas? how she let it happen? whether we're still together? all sorts of questions.... and to make things worse, my mother was telling my boss about my father's affairs and other personal shit. things that i've been trying to hide have been blown away in an instant.
my brother ran away from home a long time ago. he told my parents to fuck off because they were being very controlling and manipulative. i always thought that he was being ungrateful because i only heard my father's side of the story. and mind u, my dad's a businessman. fluent, eloquent and very careful with his words. so for a long time, i was upset with my fat ass brother. but after awhile, after being away and experiencing what he went through. i can understand why he left. why he decided to give up his education halfway so that he won't be indebted to my father. its always an investment to them. i pay u this and i expect greater yields in the future. its always about the money, i pay for u now and thats why i have control over u and u have to listen to me. but then, life ain't always like this. there will be a certain point where individuality and growth will appear. the experience and the quality of living are equally important. i'm not saying that i'm an angel or that i know everything that i'm doing. but i do know that if i come to u and tell u my deepest darkest problems, u as a parent should not (1) fuck me up for getting in a situation like this and (2) go to someone else and demand explanations. it just reflects poorly on u. very very poorly. so seriously, after this has happened time and time again, do u really think i'm gonna go back to u and tell u my problems and share everything with u when i know that whatever i share is gonna fuck me up again?
my boss said that she understood how i'm feeling. in Thailand, she's considered a princess. having 3 maids wait on her, being driven around everywhere. her father was a rich businessman with many wifes. but after leaving the house to explore what and who she was, she didn't return home. everyone couldn't understand why someone who led such a wonderful life would want to stay in another country , live in a crumpy house and get a low paying job. she told me that she wanted her freedom and that she would rather forgo everything she had in thailand to live the life she's living, be her own person and bring up her kids the way she wants them to be. that she didn't want to be controlled anymore. that when she was in thailand, she lived in a box but when she finally stepped out and saw little parts of the world, she realised that she didn't want to lead her parent's life neither did she want to be controlled no more. she told me that she was really disappointed in my parents. she didn't know that they thought this way. that for people who lived in other parts of the world, my father still had the mind of an ignorant person.
and so, after much struggles with my school, my lifestyle, my love life.. basically every aspect of my life now, its all gone. they have left. and not only do i feel good. i feel comfortable because finally, someone has seen what i'm going through. it may not been huge but at least someone who know me pretty well has come into direct contact with them and see the basic problems that prevails and that would boom in the near future. some say its over protectiveness, some say its true parental love and concern. i do not deny that. that my parents have given up alot for me and that i owe them alot. yeah. but at the same time, there's alot of bias, selfish desires involved. and yes, i do agree and am very grateful that i had a chance to get away. and although this is only a temporary solution, i'm happy to be away. very very far away.
like i said before, i feel like eloping. just bounce. vanishing into thin air.
but for now, i'm contented.
i don't want to go home.
nat
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| Monday, May 24, 2004 |
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and as I walked out, a dashing figure took my breath away for that one moment. that one moment that stood still as I captured the frame in my mind for keepsakes. it was almost fairytale like, my prince charming in a long sleeved white shirt, half buttoned; black pants two sizes too big fastened just below his ass-crack with a black leather belt; with black leather shoes to match. almost a fairytale, because my prince charming rode off into the darkness of the night in the shrek mobile.
without me.
~mei~ |
| posted by 3 @ 10:16 PM |
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time takes its toll on us all, and before i know it im 20.
eLi
"Enough of dreaming,they are told is the way,
That they are growing up and that this is the Real Way,
Dreams are for nighttime,and not for the day.
But Deep in the forest,the cave,and the Dark,
NightWind lies Dreaming and awaiting the Time,
When Night visions once more take to flight,
And Children of Day become Warriors of Night."
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| Sunday, May 23, 2004 |
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Buggers. All of you are just waiting for me to buy the membership because I'll be forced to absorb it myself. Then you'll use my membership right right right!!!!!!!
Penny asked me that night how come I don't blog anymore. Ok this one is for you Penny Peng!
I have a friend, her name is Penny. Her parents wanted to name her Penelope Peng, but decided against it. Ok I made that up I think. I think its just a name someone came up with over the years and I always got the impression that her parents wanted to name her Penelope. But its ok. Penelope sounds too proper, Penny sounds more Penny.
None of us can really remember how we met. But I remember Penny from the good ol' secondary school days. We just started talking. Oh yea, I remember Penny. She was the violent bitch who pulled my hair and stepped on my feet till it really hurt. She'd slap and pinch me and abuse me. Yep. That was Penny in sec 2. haha Horrible bitch.
Amazingly, we've been through quite a bit together. Basketball seasons and training. Jerks and more jerks. I was ploughing through my old letters and i actually found TWO letters from Penny. She's gonna kill me for doing this I know, but it was too sweet to resist! Here's what she said in the letter:
Harlow Meishuang!
YYY yer reply so... shortie 1! Bad gurl...Badie gurlie... umph...so...bad! Mickey..(Micky) suxsss...right? Des suxsss rite? Eeek they're gross... haha T.M.S going 4 SST coz she didnt go for H.E. Wow... that sounds good! I'll be there to support you! NE-Wae, U got admirer still so... unhappie.. i dun even have ah... Consider yourself lucky k! I gotta go sturdee now..tok to U k! C U! Bye Heart yah...
(and then she scribbled)
T.M.S. = Too Many Suitors
Isn't Penny so cute? I always forgave her for abusing me. And she gradually stopped as she grew up thank god. And Penny was always there, from Chung Cheng to AC and she never stopped making me laugh. I like Penny coz I find out new things from her everyday! Ok I had a lot more to say about Penny but all the digging through the letters made me tired I can't think anymore. Penny I love you! haha
~mei~ |
| posted by 3 @ 10:18 PM |
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My parents are in hawaii. And they are irritating the fuck out of me. I've been patient. i've been understanding but seriously, i think the few months alone has changed me quite abit. i can no longer take noise. in any forms. snore, loud tv channels at 5 in the morning, my mother's sharp screams, my fathers complains. i can no longer take family drama. my mom checking my dad's hp in the middle of the night only to fuck him up the next morning. they take forever to get ready and once they realise they're late, they fuck me up for it. i can no longer tolerate ridiculous instructions. my mom wants to confiscate my phone because i was msgin at 1am. my dad wants to cut my tv because MTV plays too many black videos. my parents want to send me away because they say i've become jaded and i have a fetish for black boys. they say i've changed. i look better physically but i've degraded emotionally and morally. seriously. i am pissed off.
i'm almost 20. i live in my own apartment. i do my own things. when i'm broke i find other means to make ends meet. and i've been heart broken. u think having two people fly all the way here to point out your obvious flaws will make life better? and they keep reminding me that i have to go home and take care of them and the paul family. because i'm the youngest paul. i have to take care of my granny and my aunties and everything. well, guess what? i have a useless fat ass brother at home who's a dj. and my dad just gave him his company which is worth $42million. yeah. $42million. and guess who has to come home and take care of the family and pay the house debt?!?!?! ME!?!?!?! wtf man...
i'm thinking of eloping. of marrying my ex bf and moving to another state. of using the military money to pay for my education. and working and living off his extra military pay.
roar!!! push me somemore. u muthafuckers. push me somemore.
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| Monday, May 17, 2004 |
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so, I woke up yesterday morning, puking my guts out and my butt hole running like a tap on full blast, and i just managed to crawl weakly back to bed and wake kelvin up, hoping that he'd jump right up with worry and fuss over me like i was a sick puppy, (which i totally was!), or at least that i would get some kinda reaction. Of course to be fair, I did get some kinda reaction...
"Baby, I don't feel good... I just puked.."
"*mumble mumble*...me too..."
"Huh? really? How come? Do you feel like puking?"
*after a ten second delay*
"ya"
"do you have a stomachache?"
*after another ten second delay*
"ya.....*SNOREEEE*"
my boyfriend loves me so much!
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I LOVE TUNA!
I LOVE FRIENDS!
I HOPE I'M GONNA LOVE NIP TUCK!
WHEEE TEEVEEE JUNKIE!!!!!!!
~mei~ |
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oh oh and i found a dead xiao qiang in my room!!!! yuck!!! too much food in here.
jiamei told us last night that a cockroach that loses its head can grow a new one out. can someone please tell me this is not true?!!??!
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| posted by 3 @ 5:11 PM |
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once in a while i find a need to engage myself in a euphoric mayhem.
lost in emotion and the lack of it
strawberry cheesecake icecream! supermarket-ing yesterday throwing sutff into the trolley randomly and acrediting the bill to my dad.
im going to whip up a kick-ass black pepper steak with chives tonight and it had better kick real serious ass or else my dad will kick mine for throwing his money down the grocery aisle.
juice of the day is Welch's 100%concentrate grape juice with 120% vitamin C. now how that adds up i have no idea.
eLi.
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| Saturday, May 15, 2004 |
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This is why Jasmine is still in American Idol.
Everyday there are ads which tell people to vote. ON tuesday nights, radio stations host "Vote for Jasmine" parties. What happens is that they give out free gifts at these parties to attract people and in these parties are like telecommunications companies. likes Singtel. with phones provided and all. so this why, people go to these parties, have fun, use the phone provided and vote for her.
its all a hoax.
they say the hawaiian community is very closely knitted. i'll like to say she's philippino.
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| Friday, May 14, 2004 |
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" go shawty.. its your birthday.. we're gonna party like its your birthday.. we're gonna sip bercardi like its your birthday.. and we don't give a fuck it's not your birthday! "
Happy Birthday Elisa Tan !!!! I wish i was there to spend your birthday with u. I'll bring u to da club and shake your booty. we'll go tanning like last year! We'll go ice skating... whatever. i loVe u babe! and i hope u have a nice 20th birthday!!
*muacks*
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| Thursday, May 13, 2004 |
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" I know you like to think that your shit don't stink, but lean a lil bit closer and u'll know that roses really smell like boo hooo hooo " - outkast, Roses
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and its summer time. finally. warm air.big waves. summer flings. nice clubs. fast cars.
i am exicted.
but i miss u mei. and i miss u eli.
nat |
| posted by 3 @ 11:13 AM |
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"I'm so tired of falling in love. Finding it easier to fall out."
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| Monday, May 10, 2004 |
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life in applecentre
- my manager plays 'pepsi cola' with us behind the cashier whenever he's bored. we take time guessing the vital stats of female customers too.
- i got invited to go to bali by this caucasian musician whos living there for 'inspiration' to write his music.
- the discovery of fresh cinnamon sugar donuts from sun moulin in the morning *heaven*
- some people are just filthy rich they reply you with "i dont care just, wrap it up" haughtily when u inform them of the price
- i got picked up by a 40year old caucasian, after i declined politely he hands me his business card that read pricewaterhousecoopers legal. darn. =P
- kids under 5 should always be accompanied by an adult, they run into things like blind animals.
- the channel U girl is really small and skinny she wants to buy an ibook from me
- i got ripped off when i bought my ibook and ipod half a year ago. DAMMIT.
no work for the next 5 days weeeeee!!!!!
tioman here we come!!! pretty rainbow skies glistening blue waters.
i finally get to see nice corals and fishes, and my long awaited massage at the spa...*ahhh*
can't wait. if only u were here, nat.
~eLi~
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| Saturday, May 08, 2004 |
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1. You are attracted to those who are elegant and well-mannered.
2. In the process of courtship, the approach that would make you
feel irresistable is patience, never give up on you.
3. The impression you would like to give to your lover is optimistic.
4. You don't like it when your partner is emotional and/or too
moody; and you don't know how to please him/her.
5. The kind of relationship you would like to build with your
partner is one that you care not only about the present but
also the future with your partner, a long-lasting relationship
that you can grow with.
6. You care about the society and morality, you won't do anything
wrong after marriage.
7. You are afraid of marriage, you think it would take away your
freedom.
8. At this moment, you don't want to be tied down by a steady
relationship, you just want to flirt around.
http://www.naucon.net/misc/tests/love_test01.htm
AUuuGgHH. Scarily accurate.
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FRIDAY NIGHT OUTS WITH FRIENDS ARE THE BESSTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!
HaPPY BIRthDaY KhengLian!!!!!!! HAPPY BiRthDay WaNJING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
~mei~ |
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| Friday, May 07, 2004 |
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and so i finally finish my finals. there isn't this sense of accomplishment. neither is there that familar feeling for knowing that i've jumped across another one of those hurdles. maybe its because i know i won't do as good as i did the last time. Somehow or rather a B+ is never good enough. seems like you're there but then again, u're not there. u know what i mean??
so i'm done for this semester. and next week i start another.
in the meantime, i'm tired. i'm tired from all the last minute cramping. i'm tired of not being able to sleep soundly and properly. like i should be. he came at 12ish, slept for awhile then left for the club. then waltzed in at 4am after the club, banged this and that, took a shower, jumped up and down and left at 4.45am.!?!??!?!so its 10.05am now and i'm going home. screwed my bloating and my baby gorilla, i'm gonna go to the beach to chill and get me my tan back..
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| Wednesday, May 05, 2004 |
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i learnt two things last night:
1) If u decide to forgive someone and let them come back in your life again, then do just that. because there's no point keeping them there and holding grudges, make them feel bad and uneasy and at the same time, build up your own insecurities and lack of self-respect. so really, if u decide to forget the whole past. then really, just do it. drop whatever happened. including the anger and the hatrad. and just start all over again. because i believe that humans are capable of forgiving. maybe not forgetting and trusting all over again, that'll take some time and alot of work. but its possible.
2) I can cook Bak Kut Teh. and i'm actually damn good at that u know. if my studying plans in hawaii fails, i'll open me a nice bak kut teh stall and make bak kut teh all day long. the white kind, the dark kind.. anykind.. i'm quite good at that. weeee!!
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| posted by 3 @ 5:40 AM |
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| Tuesday, May 04, 2004 |
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i spoke to my dad on friday. this was part of my conversation to him:
".... and my teacher gave me a fucking F for both papers because she didn't believe that my laptop died. but it really died and that bitch didn't want to pay much attention to me. so basically, dad, i'm fucked. "
my father remained silent for 10 seconds. and only then did i realise that i was talking to my father!
*dang*
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