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Monday, December 24, 2007


Something I've been keeping locked away behind my lips
I can feel it breaking free with each and every kiss
I couldn't bear to hurt you but it's all so different now
Things that I was sure of, they have filled me up with doubt



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Typing from Issac Macbook is thrilling. I can blog through Christmas!
Photos another time though.


Oh, how i miss my girlfriends <3
A girl would be one lost soul w/o her girlfriends. I am under no circumstance an exclusive from that. An astronaut severed from his mothership, yin without yang, an Oreo w/o th middle. Girlfriends are the elevated, wise with Good Humour on a sunny sticky day that can can make your day into a Sunday.



I left for Shanghai thinking abt the 3hr(could have gone on till th next morn if it wasn't for work/plane) phone call i had with Vanessa the night before. Bless her soul, we were laughing over all the stuff we wished it could be replayed over an over again like a dying disco. Sitting together for 3 years you can really expect the wildest. We scribbled hearthrobs all over our desk and even pushed up front so Mr V. will have a better eye on us. Yet it did mould us t better people didn't it?



Thanks for th Christmas cards, presents and msgs!
Alright, so i did not anticipate a trip t Shanghai. When i told Bestie that about my holiday plans, he died laughing/smirking. He actually thinks i'll die there. ZOMG, i'm actually serious. China is really Chinese. Felt like a fag there. When Chinese is already enough of a torment for me, i didn't know there were different dialects of Chinese! All there vodooovrahvrah came out including th usual chingchongchang.



6 Days there. I tried t count my calorie intake like some freaked out aneroxic but i gave up in th end. It's an open confession whatever country i go t, i'm still juts as obsessed about my body image. I still hate it though, doing 400 situps in th hotel room every night is a chore. Esp when i have a short neck with the inability t watch HBO from a demented position.


Oh wells. Shanghai is polluted. And cold. My teeth actually felt like i was biting into ice-cream. And the people there spits! That's how gross please. I saw this well dressed China lady cuddling with her boyfriend. WOAH, so glam then a swift "pui". Yuck, there goes her friggin' image.
Holiday was fun though. We met up with Family Friends over th days for meals. (proper meals, not those weird raw chinese meat people tell me about, laughs). It was fun. Almost Food For Thought :D
Usually i would find it mildly boring but the company was great. 2 17 year old guys, 1 15 year old guy and a 12 year old girl. There was a lot t talk about. One used t be study in ACS(i) so knows a ton of gossips and a current RJC, which hell, Darryl is gna be a linesman for the upcoming Sharapova's game. I feel like vomitting. That is like, upclose and personal please.


Then you get Malvin that went. "yeah i talked t her too, on magazines"
Friggin'shit. Kinda bonded with the guys over the days and all the retarded jokes and stories we exchanged. We took a 1hour train ride t Hangzhou, so we turned the seats t sit together and it end up really crammed so i had t lift my legs and they got so amazed at my coloured socks.



Did i tell you i nearly spit into this tramp's face? Nah, i'm just kidding but i was giving her my death-stare. PLEASE, She blew one big balloon of grey ashed carconogic smoke into my face and coughed with all the phlegmy sounds. I was so damn disgusted. Like gross shit please. Fry your own lungs don't taint mine.




Shopping was okay. No clothes though due t winter season. But i got GREY'S and a ton of other movies, HEARTBREAK KID, GOODLUCK CHUCK, SAW 4, RESIDENT EVIL, NANNY DIARIES (:D)
Got presents for people. It's rather pathetic though. But hey, i really don't want t kill you guys.
I can even vouch cos i got diarrhea on th last day.




Oh but we had this grand Hagen Daaz Chocoate Fondue which was absolutely sinful!



Shall continue another time!
It's countdown and Emma came with party hats and streamers!



&hearts, Hello Stranger

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I am fickle which drives people crazy, i ♥ song lyrics & the people[THE TEN] in my life even more! (Thank you Big Daddy!) I love bloodred roses cos you can hardly find black ones or daisies. I can think about food all day but end up not eating at all, i love rambling and i love my soccer girls, they light up my beautiful life, I like totalllly dig Retail Therapy, long talks and carrides to nowhere. AND FROZEN YOGHURT! I wish i can dance all night long with Chris Evans cos he is my hot smokin' piece of eyecandy :D (Don't steal!). I'm turning 18 but Daddy doesn't let me ride a Vespa so i don't really get the deal of getting my Driver's Ed anytime soon. I'm plauged with social distractions and i wish i can hide in a photobooth with you cos i ♥ you.

& & i think i like, totally suck at art cos i can't paint my nails for nuts, and i can hold a decent conversation if i dig your beautiful smile. P.S I LOVE YOU,






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