Your love; it's soul captivating <3

28.4.05
tales of floorballs and korean 'trannies'
counting: none for today


korean tranny loose on the courts
yesterday's tennis was damn fun. even tho it was easily 50degree celsius out there. because we were graced with the presence of a certain ms jun shin jung who insisted on walking out of the court dignified everytme her stint on the courts end.

i decided to give up on this entry because its so stupid to recount something that i've already forgotten anyways. the korean tranny story can ask me but i forgot what it was about the floorballs. most prob someone stabbed my foot with the stick? wtv. not in the mood.

go to, then; your considerate stone.
12:59 AM
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19.4.05
crikey!
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if having the region within 5cm of ur eyes painted black makes you a panda, i am officially one now. only this 'paint' is not so easily washable. it is made of bursted blood vessels.

i do not feel so very good.

you can so tell my brain is fuddled-up cause i'm not even speaking right.

ooh lala.

the wonders of the aftermath of rushing chem pt. and worrying about research studies project presentation.

go to, then; your considerate stone.
12:28 AM
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16.4.05
encouragements
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just gotta note down the encouragements i got yesterday for my art. for future reference. never give up, me! i'll get there in the end. :)

{when i went to zap my art pad for colour study templates}
photocopying shop auntie in my school, (in chinese) "did you draw this yourself?"
me, "yah"
photocopying shop auntie in my school, "very well drawn!"

{in art room, after discussing with mr mah about shading and where shadows should go}
me, "gah! that means i have to consider the contours of mickey's face too! like the nose will go here right? (jabs at art pad)"
mr mah, "hahaha! congratulations. you have graduated! (holds out hands) i have nothing to teach you anymore!"

think that was supposed to be a compliment right? in a very very weird way.

go to, then; your considerate stone.
11:46 PM
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out of character
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seems like the world has decided to ditch me and move on with its evolution. (was that even grammatical?)

i really dislike the way i'm forming this prejudice against you. i'm sorry but u just seem so out of character lately. u're not the psn i used to know. now u're loud, and u make statments that are really shocking. i feel like i dun know u anymore. but what makes me think i knew u in the first place?

i really dont know what to say to u, and i'm scared that when i do (talk to u i mean), i'll just say things straight to ur face and u'll get hurt. i tend to do that a lot. suppose that's why i'm ENthinkingP. just not sensitive enough. that's why i'm avoiding u.

i really have no right to judge others right? just like everyone has no right to control other pples' lives so that it'll be more aligned with their wishes.

wtv.

anyway, i've completed my art work's final design. am almost done with colour study too. think i can start painting next week. and when i do, i'll rmb to wear a mask like chers did. had a splitting headache from the linseed oil smell.

guess that's how pple deduced that all artists are mad.

we're not really, we're just under the influence of linseed oil.

go to, then; your considerate stone.
11:22 AM
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13.4.05
not for the first time, stressed
counting: none for today


ok. first of all i have decided to give up on blogging about imcb. it's in the absolute past.

anyways, i'm in the comp lab. and guess what? people around me have conspired to make me stressed. there's some people who have made a video for chem pt, and people editing rs video and PEOPLE DOING SS WORKSHEET! whoots. thanks doods. i am wholly, utterly, nothing-to-say-ly impressed. if fact i'm grounded. pfuit.

A FREAKING VIDEO FOR CHEM PT????

dang.

this will take me a loooong time to get over.

go to, then; your considerate stone.
11:06 AM
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8.4.05
Oasis : Wonderwall
counting: no. of stars this song gets from me _ 5/5



Today is gonna be the day
That they're gonna throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realised what you gotta do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do about you now
Backbeat the word is on the street
That the fire in your heart is out
I'm sure you've heard it all before
But you never really had a doubt
I don't believe that anybody feels
The way I do about you now
And all the roads we have to walk are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding
There are many things that I would
Like to say to you
But I don't know how
Because maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me?
And after all
You're my wonderwall
Today was gonna be the day?
But they'll never throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realised what you're not to do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do
About vou now
All the roads that lead you there are winding
Ail the lights that Iight the way are blinding
There are many things that I would like to say to you
But I don't know how
I said maybe
You're gonna be the one who saves me?
And after all
You re my wonderwall
I said maybe
You're gonna be the one who saves me?
And after all
You're my wonderwall
I said maybe
Your gonna be the one that saves me
Your gonna be the one that saves me
Your gonna be the one that saves me


go to, then; your considerate stone.
12:23 AM
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Travis : Writing to Reach You
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Every day I wake up and it's Sunday
Whatever's in my head won't go away
The radio is playing all the usual
And what's a wonderwall anyway

Because my inside is outside
My right side's on the left side
'Cos I'm writing to reach you
But I might never reach you
I long to teach you about you
But that's not you

It's good to know that you are home for Christmas
It's good to know that you are doing well
It's good to know that you all know I'm hurting
It's good to know I'm feeling not so well

Because my inside is outside
My right side's on the left side
'Cos I'm writing to reach you
But I might never reach you
I long to teach you about you
But that's not you
Do you know it's true
And that won't do

Maybe then tomorrow will be Monday
And whatever's in my head should go away
Still the radio keeps playing all the usual
And what's a wonderwall anyway

Because my inside is outside
My right side's on the left side
'Cos I'm writing to reach you
But I might never reach you
I long to teach you about you
But that's not you
Do you know it's true
And that won't do
You know it's you
I'm talking to


go to, then; your considerate stone.
12:17 AM
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