A bad start to the day and week.

This morning my stomach decided to wrench me from deep sleep and i was successfully jolted out of bed with sharp needle-like pain. The only thought in my mind was, "I need to use the toilet!!!!!" only to find out that my father had beaten me to it. Every three seconds i hobbled back and forth between my room and the ( Read more... )

Ever since i was a polly-pocket toting girl of tender years, many have commented that i resemble my father in appearance. I mean, i've come to admit that this supposed fact mayn't as dismal as i first thought...My father wasn't all that bad-looking when he was a young man (very young), and even right now at the ripe old age of 56, he remains as ( Read more... )

Lack of posts not for the lack of time spent on the computer for sure.
I stayed home at least three days last week and this...
On one hand having to study for the stupid NYU module,
But actually, really, because i have assorted facial problems.
I can't get past the fact that so many of my friends have flawless skin
Especially and even the guys!
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I like the Phantom's story. It is awe-inspiring to see the Phantom's strong, commanding presence. Still, the musical overshadows the storyline - Andrew Lloyd Weber composed the music while Charles Hart wrote the words to them. Though i can neither personally identify with Christine, or the Phantom, or Raoul, the lyrics are sincere and fitting, the ( Read more... )

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Thank you. I don't regret any of my 22 years because i'm so lucky, so enviably blessed, to be able to cross paths with all of you, my very dear friends. Thanks for the presents, well-wishes and warm thoughts, but most of all, for the time spent on creating moments of precious friendship.

Sorry folks. I'm overjoyed at having discovered how to bluetooth my photos from phone to laptop...so i keep taking pictures and uploading them compulsively.


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is sweet sorrow. We'll see you again :)

Just like i'm sure i'll see Jolene again.

What struck me was, how grown-up we're all becoming. Each of us reaching out for the stars, our own personal stars taking us away from one another. I guess they don't "take away", because though in distance we are far apart, in spirit we get closer. Magdalen, whom i ( Read more... )

East Coast Park is a sunny strip in Singapore which never fails to light up my life. I've been to the beach twice this week and i look forward to the next time i can pay it another visit. The highlight, of course, was the excellent company! We cycled as far as the roads would take us which was around Tanah Merah. The sun beat down on us mercilessly ( Read more... )