So Faraway by 张智成

Asuran on piggy mooncake given by Emily~~

Day and Night by Tanya Chua

One full moon nite...

Moon of Mid Autumn

At Jurong Park, in the dark... extreme darkness, n eerieness.. some cults were doing their rituals..

Big Dipper Sign~~ (Done by me!!)


Dunno wat.. (Done by Emily..)


Supposedly Pyramid (Done by Bird...)

Part of the cult dancing ritual...

The Kids~ ahaha~~


Ah Boy.. (looks more like ah beng..)


She's drawing her mind~~


Candid-ded shot.. think i was trying to create more spark zones??

The tail.. symbol of a cult member..

Bird candid-ded my "tail" oso..


Taken by surprise but managed a pose...

Another cult dancing ritual...

ACK!! IT HURTS!!

Items necessary for the ritual...

Sparkling Sparklers~


Sparkling~~


Shooting Sparklers~


Woah..


Our Ammunition..


再美的烟火, 也都有黑暗的结局. 有些事物, 失去了就不能从来.

Change of location for the last part of the ritual... (@ taman jurong...)

Sparkers~


Birdy & Emily~


Choked by the smoke...

The Cult members...

The 4 "Big Dippers" under my ah ma block~

终於 by ZaYin

Gundam Seed Cupboard

heez.. went on a shopping spree on sat after drums.. bought 2 sets of figurines.. hmm.. maybe i shldnt walk into La Tendo.. argh.. 2 sets.. $126.. n i spent yest pulling out my cds, arranging my comics, etc etc jus to have a space to put them.. the haros r so cute~ ears can open~~ budden... argh.. no space liao.. n i still have astray waiting for me to open its packaging.. n i dun have aegis n justice yet... [-_-||] will be eating grass for the rest of the mth after the impulsive cldnt resist purchases.. bought a PINK n RED n WHITE checkered shirt from graphis n hmm.. 7 gundam markers... n 2 boxes of mooncake... wat a $$ draining day.. think i gotta check my feng shui.. $$ keep going out like water...

back to work.. sianz.. 20 more days to 22...

Edited at 11.56 am
20 Questions to a Better Personality

Wackiness: 38/100
Rationality: 58/100
Constructiveness: 68/100
Leadership: 46/100

You are a SRCF--Sober Rational Constructive Follower. This makes you a White House staffer.

You are a tremendous asset to any employer, cool under pressure, productive, and a great communicator. You feel the need to right wrongs, take up slack, mediate disputes and keep the peace. This comes from a secret fear that business can't go on without you--or worse, that it can.

If you have a weakness, it is your inability to say "no." While your peers respect you, they find it difficult to resist taking advantage of your positive attitude and eagerness to take on work. You depend on a good manager to keep you from sinking under the weight and burning out.

Of the 31310 people who have taken this quiz since tracking began (8/17/2004), 7.6 % are this type.

Absolutely (Story Of A Girl) by Nine Days

Freedom Gundam


Strike Rouge


Aile Strike Gundam

无底洞 by 蔡健雅

so fast its thurs tmr liao.. i've been in a record no. of meetings tis whole week, esp yest.. 3 meetings thru'out... nvr even had time to do my own stuff.. sianz.. sucky SOX.. i need a chill out~~

WuHa by 潘玮柏

my head feels like a rock, i'm rushing 24 reports to customs by today.. SOX is killing me.. wat permit number missing is irritating me.. the DOs r waiting for me.. my brain is failing me n my eyes r closing on me.. freak out.. i'm on the brink of BURSTING.. i needa DESTRESS!!!~~

别人的天长地久 by 梁静茹

heh.. i cutTED my horrendously thick and long hair yest.. ahhahha.. i dunno how to describe it now.. a bit punkish, looks like something from some manga.. wahahhaha.. n i can tie my "tail"~~ mwehehhehe.. tis was the result of karen's creativity.. left my hair in her hands.. ok lah, at least its not as thick anymore.. its cooler now, thou the fringe's still irritating me..

after dat went back office at 4, darn.. n only was released from the SOX discussion at 7.30.. HEY! IT WAS MY OFF DAY!! grr.. totally wasted one day leave.. darn.. hate SOX.. its simple, jus dat ppl complicate things... haiz..

totally slacked today away while waiting for the guy to gimme instructions to test the Petrolink.. finally able to log in budden i gotta change the system date to get in, which means customs might not be able to receive the data.. anyway, see if i get the acknowledgement tmr.. oh yeah.. bought tix for jay concert~~ kekekkek.. literally spent the whole morning on the sistic website trying to get a good seat.. piangz... the 148 tix only left single seats on the 3rd day of sale!!! wah kaoz.. tis is selling better than sammi's man..

zzz.. play ard a bit more b4 bed bah~

宁夏 by 梁静茹

oh my god... i've 10.5 days leave left.. how to clear.... ahhh.. stuck in office for the stupid sox.. freak out..

Edited at 7.43pm
... still in office.. n it aint my turn yet.. freaking out..

燕尾蝶 by 梁静茹

darn.. diarrhea.. mus be the half carton of milk i drank last nite.. addicted onto frosties and oreos with milk.. cant blame.. hahhahha.. kudos to the ppl who invented them~~

back to recap... hmm.. was it fri? anyway bought 5 more dwarf puffers again last week, 3 were juveniles n r jus abt the size of my nails.. so cute.. n gotta hunt for them during feeding time so dat can "parachute" their food within their proximity.. quite a tank disaster week, lost BOTH my ottos, then my SAE, n finally 1 huge albino cory last nite + a few neons here n there, n OH YA.. my female gupp which was the only survivor i've raised since baby.. wah kaoz.. dat looks a lot when listed out.. dunno wats wrong.. gotta gourami dats bloated for a long time, now's having difficulty swimming.. its not dropsy, maybe swim bladder bah.. either one, i dunno how to fix, caught it out after some chasing ard the tank n left it in another tank.. most of the deaths looks like injuries, esp the albino cory, was struggling when i brought it out to heal, ended up still couldnt make it.. wonder where they injured themselves.. the fiercest SAE was already dead.. hmm.. i've already changed the water, rinsed the filter n caught loads of snails out.. now can only wait n see...

yipz i saw a newspaper clipping abt my sec sch chinese teacher getting some inspiring chinese teacher award.. i was woahhh~~~ NVR TELL US!! hahhahha.. n it was hidden in some constituency papers, who will go n read unless ppl like me who tend to grab something while doing big biz.. she's my FAV teacher n we're her 1st batch of students.. hahah.. she.. fresh outta NIE.. always kana bullied by us, or shld i say, we trained her to become wat she was today.. mwahhahah.. anyway she's an alternative teacher with a bit of china slang which we couldnt really understand in the beginning, n we're always suanning each other.. after our batch, she a bit 发福, maybe bcos dun have powerful opponent for suanning.. hahhha.. she shld've taken tis award earlier liao lo.. i'm taking leave tis wed.. going back sec sch suan her.. hahahh.. we still do keep contact even after 5 yrs since i grad.. she's more of a fren than teacher.. hmm.. if i ever get an award for my lyrics, i'll thank her~~ kekkeeke... dat is if dat day will ever come..

sat.. oh yeah.. no drums no work but i still got up at 7.. (wonders y i cant do dat for work everyday.. hmm..) there was an SHE event n my bro wants to borrow my cam + i'm meeting emily for badminton at 11.. well, there i was, racket slung over my back, cam in the badminton bag, in adidas jersey n converse bball berms at IMM at 8.25.. darn.. tis kinda time during work days i'm still on the train to JE man..


S.H.E

SHE came n went in like HALF AN HOUR.. kaoz.. n i was expecting a huge crowd, ended up only little meows a few, blahh.. it'll be a better choice to zzz in bed.. they came to officiate the opening of some charity car-washing event, "washed" the 95.8fm promotion car (which was already sparkling clean in the 1st place..), then they hurriedly went to catch their flight.. n being the accident prone person i m, i scraped myself on the stupid tap after i almost tripped on all the messy hoses running abt.. n to clarify, I WASNT EVEN RUNNING.. kk the crowd was on one side, i was on the other side to get away from the crowd, then SHE came to wash the other side of the car.. n some crowd followed, i wanna get AWAY!! n ended up with this horrendously long bleeding scratch on my leg.. $#%#^@^%@%#@^#$%


my pig trotter..

kk i left IMM ard 9.45 after washing my wound n pasting a plaster on it.. since it was so bloody early, i WALKED from JE to Jurong West St 52 there.. took me abt 1 hr 15 min.. n.. i got a blister from my now seldom worn adidas.. darn.. waited like 45 min for emily, set up the net, n we only played for like half an hr since emily was late for 20 min.. $%#$^%!@#$!#%#%&.. went home bath, slacked, rot, slept, went JP to meet emily with a stupid umbrella as it was pouring when i left my house but the rain stopped when i was at the void deck.. freak.. had my late lunch or early dinner, jalaned ard, bought 梁静茹's latest album, jalaned somemore, went home... leg n back super pain.. old liao.. wasted my sat.. saw a bit of the awards, congrats to 小寒, eric n tanya~~ ^_^

sun.. wasted another day on the bed, woke up at ard 12, ate, fixed a bit of my Freedom gundam, eyes tired, got back to zzz again, woke up, read a few comics, eat, watch tv, fix gundam, play comp, zzz... [-_-||] n i managed to injure myself again while scraping away the unwanted parts..


injured thumb...

ya.. regarding the news abt sandra quitting ambience.. i could only say ambience lost a gd leader.. hmm.. such a messy state now.. 群龙无首...

眼神 by 孙燕姿

I kapo tis whole story from someone in my Multiply network.. some fren's fren's fren.. read it.. very touching..


Misunderstanding
A fatal misunderstanding and the person who love me the most in this world is gone forever. This is a true story, taken from "Family" (dictated by LD, edited by LSX, translated by SaFe).

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Cruel misunderstandings one after another disrupted the blissful footsteps to our family. Our original intend of having Mother enjoy some quiet and peaceful moments in her remaining years with us went terribly wrong as destiny's secret is finally revealed at a price, every thing became too late.

Just two years after our marriage, hubby brought up the idea of asking Mother to move from the rural hometown and spend her remaining years with us. Hubby's father passed away while he was still very young. Mother endured much hardship and struggled all on her own to provide for him, see him through to a university degree. You could say that she suffered a great deal and did everything you could expect of a woman to bring hubby to where he is today.

I immediately agreed and started packing the spare room, which has a balcony facing the South to let her enjoy the sunshine and plant some greenery. Hubby stood in the bright room, and suddenly just picked me up and started spinning round and round. As I begged him to put me down, he said: "Lets go fetch mother." Hubby is tall and big sized and I love to rest on his chest and enjoy the feeling that he could pick me up at any moment put the tiny me into his pockets. Whenever we have an argument and both refuses to back down, he would pick me up and spin me over his head continuously until I surrender and beg for mercy. I became addicted to this kind of panic-joy feeling.

Mother brought along her countryside habits and lifestyle with her. For example; I am so used to buying flowers to decorate the living room, she could not stand it and would comment: "I do not know how you young people spend your money, why do you buy flowers for? You also can't eat the flowers!" I smiled and said: "Mum, with flowers in the house, our mood will also become better." Mother continues to grumble away, and hubby smiled: "Mum, this is a city-people's habit; slowly you will get use to it."

Mother stopped saying anything. But every time thereafter, whenever I came home with flowers, she would ask me how much it costs. I told her and she would shake her head and express displeasure. Sometimes, when I come home with lots of shopping bags, she would ask each and every item how much they cost, I would tell her honestly and she would get even more upset about it. Hubby playfully pinched my nose and said: "You little fool, just don't tell her the full price of everything would solve it." There begins the friction to our otherwise happy lifestyle.

Mother hates it most when hubby wakes up early to prepare the breakfast. In her view, how could the man of the house cook for the wife? At the breakfast table, mother facial expression is always like the dark clouds before a thunderstorm and I would pretend not to notice. She would use her chopsticks and make a lot of noise with it as her silent protest. As I am a dance teacher in the Children's Palace and is exhausted from a long day of dancing around, I do not wish to give up the luxury of that additional few minutes in the comfort of my bed and hence I turned a deaf ear to all the protest mother makes.

From time to time, mother would help out with some housework, but soon her help created additional work for me. For example: she would keep all kinds of plastic bags accumulating them so that she sell them later on, and that resulted in our house being filled with all the trash bags; She would scrimp on dish washing detergent when helping to wash the dishes and so as not to hurt her feelings, I would quietly wash then again. One day, late at night, mother saw me quietly washing the dishes, and "Bam" she slams her bedroom door and cried very loudly in her room.

Hubby was placed in a difficult position, and after that, he did not speak to me for that entire night. I pretended to be a spoilt child, tried acting cute, but he totally ignored me. I got mad and asked him: "What did I do wrong?" Hubby stared at me and said: "Can't you just give in to her once? We couldn't possibly die eating from a bowl however unclean it is, right?"

After that incident, for a long period of time, mother did not speak to me and you can feel that there is a very awkward feeling hanging in the house. During that period of cold war, hubby was caught in dilemma as to who to please.

In order to stop her son from having to prepare breakfast, mother took on the "all important" task of preparing breakfast without any prompting. At the breakfast table, mother would look at hubby happily eating his breakfast and cast that reprimanding stare at me for failing to perform my duty as a wife. To avoid the embarrassing breakfast situation, I resorted to buying my own breakfast on my way to work.

That night, while in bed, hubby was a little upset and asked me: "LD, is it because you think that mum's cooking is not clean that's why you choose not to eat at home?" He then turned his back on me and left me alone in tears as feeling of unfairness overwhelmed me. After some time, hubby sighed: "LD, just for me, can you have breakfast at home?" I was left with no choice but to return to the breakfast table.

The next morning, I was having porridge prepared by mother and I felt a sudden churn in my stomach and everything inside seem to be rushing up my throat. I tried to suppress the urge to throw up but I couldn't. I threw down the bowl and rushed into the washroom and vomited everything. Just as I was catching my breath, I saw mother crying and grumbling very loudly in her dialect, hubby was standing at the washroom doorway staring at me with fire burning in his eyes. I opened my mouth out no words came out of it, I really didn't mean it.

We had our very first big fight that day; mother took a look at us, then stood up and slowly made her way out of the house. Hubby gave me a final stare in the eye and followed mother down the stairs. For three days, hubby did not return home, not even a phone call. I was so furious, since mother arrived; I had been trying my best and putting up with her, what else do you want me to do? For no reason, I kept having the feeling to throw up and I simply have not appetite for food, coupled with all the events happening at home, I was at the low point in my life. Finally, a colleague said: "LD,you look terrible, you should go and see a doctor."

The doctor confirmed that I am pregnant. Now it became clear to me why I threw up that fateful morning, a sense of sadness floated through that otherwise happy news. Why didn't hubby, and mother who had been through this before, thought of the possibility of this being the reason that day? At the hospital entrance, I saw my hubby standing there. It had only been three days, but he looked haggard. I had wanted to turn and leave, but one look at him and my heart soften, I couldn't resist and called out to him. He followed my voice and finally found me but he pretended that he doesn't know me; he has that disgusted look in his eyes that cut right
through my heart.

I told myself not to look at him anymore, and hail a cab. At that moment, I have such a strong urge inside me to shout to my hubby: "Darling,I am having your baby!" and have him lift me up and spin me round in circles of joy. What I wanted didn't happen and as I sat in the cab, my tears started rolling down. Why? Why our love couldn't even withstand the test of one fight? Back home, I lay on the bed thinking about my hubby, and the disgusted look in his eyes. I cried and wet the corner of the blanket.

That night, sound of the drawers opening woke me up. I switched on the lights and I saw hubby with tears rolling down his face. He was removing the money. I stared at him in silence; he ignored me, took the bank deposit book and some money, and left the house. Maybe he really intends to leave me for good. What a rational man, so clear-cut in love and money matters. I gave a few dried laugh and tears starting streaming down again.

The next day, I did not go to work. I wanted to clear this out and have a good talk with hubby. I reached his office and his secretary gave me a weird look and said: "Mr. Tan's mother had a traffic accident and is now in the hospital." I stood there in shock. I rushed to the hospital and by the time I found hubby, mother had already passed away. Hubby did not look at me, his face was expressionless.

I looked at mother's pale white and thin face and I couldn't control the tears in my eyes. My god, how could this happen? Throughout the funeral, hubby did not say a single word to me, with only the occasional disgusted stare at me. I only managed to find out brief facts about the accident from other people. That day, after mother left the house, she walked in dazed toward the bus stop, apparently intending to go back to her old house back in the countryside. As hubby ran after her, she tried to walk faster and as she tried to cross the street, a public bus came and hit her...

I finally understood how much hubby must hate me, if I had not thrown up that morning, if we had not quarreled, if... In his heart, I am indirectly the killer of his mother. Hubby moved into mother's room and came home every night with a strong liquor smell on him. And me, I am buried under the guilt and self pity and could hardly breathe. I wanted to explain to him, tell him that we are going to have our baby soon, but each time, I saw the dead look in his eyes, all the words I have at the brink of my mouth just fell back in. I had rather he hit me real hard or give me a big and thorough scolding though none of these events happening had been my fault at all.

Many days of suffocating silence went by and as the days went by, hubby came home later and later. The deadlock between us continues. We were living together like strangers who don't know each other. I am like the dead knot in his heart.

One day, I passed by a western restaurant, looking into the glass window, I saw hubby and a girl sitting facing each other and he very lightly brushed her hair for her, I understood what it meant. After recovering from that moment of shock, I entered the restaurant, stood in front of my hubby and stared hard at him, not a tear in my eyes. I have nothing to say to him, and there is no need to say anything. The girl looked at me, and then at hubby, stood up and wanted to go.. Hubby stretched out his hand and stopped her. He stared back at me, challenging me. I can only hear my slow heart beat, beating, one by one as if at the brink of death. I eventually backed down. If I had stood that any longer, I will collapse together with the baby inside me.

That night, he did not come home. He had chosen to use that as a way to indicate to me: Following mother's death so did our love for each other. He did not come home anymore after that. Sometimes, when I returned home from work, I can tell that the cupboard had been touched - he had returned to take some of his stuff. I no longer wish to call him; the initial desire to explain everything to him vanished.

I lived alone; I went for my medical checkups alone, my heart broke again and again every time I see a guy carefully helping his wife through the physical examination. My office colleagues hinted to me to consider aborting the baby, I told them No, I will not. I insisted on having this baby, perhaps it is my way of repaying mother for causing her death.

One day, I came home and I saw hubby sitting in the living room. The whole house was filled with cigarette smoke. On the coffee table, there was this piece of paper. I know what it is all about without even looking at it. In the two months plus of living alone, I have gradually learned to find peace within myself. I looked at him, removed my hat and said: "Wait for a while, I will sign." He looked at me, mixed feelings in his eyes, just like mine. As I hang up my coat, I keep repeating to myself "You cannot cry, you cannot cry..." my eyes hurt terribly, but I refused to let tears come out from there.

After I hung up my coat, hubby's eyes stared fixed at my bulging tummy. I smiled, walked over to the coffee table and pull the paper towards me. Without even looking at what it says, I signed my name on it and pushed the paper to him.

" LD, you are pregnant?" Since mother's accident, this is the first time he spoke to me. I could not control my tears any further and they fell like raindrops. I said: "Yes, but its ok, you can leave now." He did not go, in the dark, we sat, facing each other. Hubby slowly moved over me, his tears wet the blanket. In my heart, everything seems so far away, so far that even if I sprint, I could never reach them.

I cannot remember how many times he repeated "sorry" to me, I had originally thought that I would forgive him, but now I can't. In the western restaurant, in front of that girl, that cold look in his eyes, I will never forget, ever. We have drawn such deep scares in each other's heart. For me, its unintentional; for him, totally intentional. I had been waiting for this moment of reconciliation, but I realized now, what had gone past is gone forever and could not be repeated. Other than the thought of the baby inside me that would bring some warmth to my heart, I am
totally cold towards him, I no longer eat anything he buys for me, I don't take any presents from him and I stopped talking to him. From the moment I signed on that piece of paper, marriage and love had vanished from my heart.

Sometimes, hubby will try to come into the bedroom, but when he walks in, I will walk out to the living room. He had no choice but to sleep in mother's room. At night, from his room, I can hear light sounds of groaning, I kept quiet. This used to be his trick; in the past, whenever I ignored him, he would fake illness. I will surrender and find out what was wrong with him, he would then grabbed me and laughed. He has forgotten that last time; I cared for him and am concerned because there is love, but now,what is there between us?

Hubby's groaning came on and off continuing all the way till baby was born. Almost everyday, he would buy something for the baby, infant products, children products and books that kids like to read. Bags and bags of it stacked inside his room till it was full. I knew he was trying to use this to reach out to me, but I was no longer moved by his actions. He has no choice but to lock himself in his room. I can hear him typing away on his computer keyboard, maybe he is now addicted to web surfing, but none of that matters to me anymore.

It was sometime towards the end of spring in the following year, one late night, I screamed because of a sudden stomach pain, hubby came rushing into the room, its like he did not change and sleep, and had been waiting for this moment. He carried me and ran down the stairs, stopped a car, holding my hand very tightly and kept wiping the sweat off my brow, throughout the journey to the hospital. Once we reached the hospital, he carried me and hurried into the delivery suite. Lying on the back of his skinny but warmth body, a thought crossed my mind: In my lifetime, who else would love me as much as he did?

He held the delivery suite door opened and watched me enter, his warm eyes caused me to managed a smile at him despite my contraction pain. Coming out of the delivery room, hubby looked at our son, and I, his eyes cried with joy and he kept smiling. I reached out and touched his hand. Hubby looked at me, smiling and then he slowly collapsed onto the floor. I cried out for him in pain. He smiled, but without opening that tired eyes of his. I had thought that I would never shed any tear for him, but the truth was, I have never felt a deeper pain cutting through my body at that moment.

Doctor said that by the time hubby discovered he had liver cancer, and it was already in terminal stage. It was a miracle that he managed to last this long. I asked the doctor "When did he first discover he had cancer?".

Doctor said about 5 months ago and consoled me saying: "Prepare for his funeral."

I disregarded the nurse's objection and rushed home, I went into his room and checked his computer, and a suffocating pain hit me. Hubby's cancer was discovered 5 months ago. His groaning was real, and I had thought that...

The computer showed over 200 thousand words he wrote for our son: "Son, just for you, I have persisted, to be able to take a look at you before I fall, is my biggest wish now... I know that in your life, you will have many happiness and maybe some setbacks, if only I can accompany you throughout that journey, how nice would it be. But daddy now no longer has that chance. Daddy has written inside here all the possible difficulties and problems you may encounter during your lifetime, when you meet with these problems, you can refer to daddy's suggestion... Son, after writing these 200 thousand words, I feel as if I have accompanied you through your life journey. To be honest, daddy is very happy. Do love your mother, she has suffered, she is the one who loves you most and also the one who loves me most..."

From play school to primary school, to secondary, university, to work and even in dealing with questions of love, everything important and insignificant was written there.

Hubby has also written a letter for me: "My dear, to marry you is my biggest happiness, forgive me for the pain I have caused you, forgive me for not telling you my illness, because I wanted to see you be in a joyful mood waiting for the arrival of our baby... My dear, if you cried, it means that you have forgiven me and I would smile, thank you for loving me... These presents, I'm afraid I cannot give them to our son personally, could you help me to give some of them to him every year, the dates on what to give when are all written on the packaging..."

Going back to the hospital, hubby was still in coma. I brought our son over and placed him beside him. I said: "Open your eyes and smile, I want our son to remember being in the warmth of your arms..." He struggled to open his eyes and managed a weak smile. Our son was still in his arms and happily waving his tiny hands in the air when I pressed the button on the camera and the sound of the shutter rang thought the air as tears slowly rolled down my face...

~
*Moral of the story: treasure wat u have now, u nvr noe when they'll be taken from u..*

Desire by Do As Infinity

This is one cute guy i'm gonna look out for in the next nba season..

Phoenix's new signing...


Yuta Tabuse


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江南 by 林俊杰

You have a Calm Soul! Being calm and cool is what
you do best. Your collected thoughts and always
positive attitude make you very bright and
logical. When theres a problem, you know how to
approach it, and solve it. Your friends rely on
you on their problems, and your shoulder for
their crying. You are peaceful, and enjoy
nature and freedom. You rarely get angry and
hardly scream, which makes you good with kids.
You seem to be in tune with the world and if
anything goes wrong, you always bounce back.


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Deep Forest by Do As Infinity

work sux... monday sux.. kk i'm having monday blues + women's problems.. everything sux to me now.. coming into office on the 1st day of another week, faced with work dat's stacking to my height.. deadline's approaching in 4 days time.. my Freedom gundam's only 40% finished.. i wanna personal room, where i can jam on a keyboard or strum away or jus do mixing on the comp like no one's biz... i wanna inspirations which i CAN rem.. i wanna laptop or a personal comp.. my account's dropping like freefall, later gotta deposit some $$ back.. (cant they jus IB to me.. #$^#%@$$@%#..)thou i'm not needed to wear formal to work.. somewhere deep inside me wants to wear smart shirts n suits.. (like a career woman..) i feel like snipping my hair damn short, but my hair now's quite oookkk lahh.. althou its irritating, hot, etc etc.. trying to test my tolerance.. tis mus be the longest so far.. ekks i'm blabbering to myself again.. haiz.. life sux..

Break of Dawn by Do As Infinity

I bought my long-aiming Panasonic Lumix DMC-LC50!! costs only 399~~~(n there goes 1/3 of my account~~) actually the main purpose of going to the Creative sale yest was to get the Muvo TX 256mb for bird.. budden... SOLD OUT LIAO!!! wah kaoz.. so fast.. n singaporeans r really pro in queing.. if there's a guiness world record for the earliest que-er.. singaporeans will win hands down.. jus imagine there's already a que from the door to the loading bay at the other side as early as 10.20.. [-_-||] singaporeans really dun mind queing for ANYTHING.. well ended up buying the thumb drive 256mb for bird since she INSIST she wants dat instead of the 512mb version which is the same price as the Muvo TX which we budgeted.. n dat being the only main motive, i bought home one thumb drive, one muvo slim, one panasonic cam n one free mouse.. wat the...... k lah.. the thumb drive n muvo werent mine n i went Creative sale to get something which wasnt from Creative... was tempted to get the prodikeys too but after watching the demo.. heck, its the person who's good at it.. the software aint fascinating, the beats r fixed n the keyboard's like.. the same for both version, u're plonking down 100++ for jus the software.. not worth it.. took a ride from my 2nd uncle home n slacked on the bed b4 going for drums..

drums was like.. another [-_-||] lesson.. RLRR LRLL RLRR LRLL.. still stuck at dat.. n the rhythm part.. i was like... huh wat we supposed to play actually? seems like every rhythm sounds the same wit all the mistake hits surrounding me.. ahahah.. gah blah over.. actually the paradiddles i'm quite ok lah.. IF its slow.. but the class always speed like gonzales.. hahhah.. i can play the 1st bar.. then gah blah the 2nd bar.. hohoho.. n next week no lesson~~

after drums went lips at cineleisure for pearl's bday gathering... sat n crapped from 5-8 like dat.. diana's telling her crush story, took a few pics, ate some snacks, etc etc...


Smiling nicely...


NG! NG! seriously speaking, cant rem wat we're tokking abt..


finally a nice one from the guys..