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Thursday, October 9, 2008 bad mint on 2:06 PM the last time i smacked a shuttle with serious intent and a good swing was some ten years ago. i was eleven. and i stood at merely four centimeters shorter than my present 5'4". wait. rewind. a decade ago....? damn, now i feel old. met barbie in the morning, waited for mun onn outside his office for AGES, m.o. AGES, in the hope that he'd come in before his 9oclock lecture with the freshies. you see, my books needed a caretaker. and... no car= a)lugging the monstrous pile everywhere, or b)find a kind soul who'd either carry them or keep them for me. having resorted to the people in the law office for babysitting, i then had brekkie with lara. nep is the newly crowned ffk king i tell you. wanna go 'mak cik garang' konon. haihs. anyway...when time came for the only lecture of the day - equity and trusts, which turned out to be only an hour long- i found myself in desperate need for a goddamned map trying to find for room Bwhatever. i never knew taylors could house so many rooms. thaatch is fun, btw. but what was funnier was the IT chap who came busting open the door with a keyboard hoisted over one shoulder, only to miss the table completely in his effort to set it down 'ever so gently'. i couldnt help but snort when one key went flying when he jabbed a screwdriver into the cleverly re-arrange board. those bloody college kids. * my back aches from the half hour of badminton with no prior warmup. so clever, you're thinking. good news is that i caught neppers doing a victory dance, or three, after defeating kitty. it will be up on facebook :) ah... then again i can be nice and just upload it here. we'll see how it goes.
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shariza abdul saniisland girl | mark your calendars july fourth | dreamlover | once an ardent kopite | pro-procrastinator 4 1 1 singaporean, born and raised; living in a home away from home. comes with a warning; said to be bipolar. 'it is as near to you as your life, but you can never wholly know it.'- rabindranath tagore 
juice - grad school... my girls; my loves 
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graffiti she wants: - a nikon d90; - to turn back time...; - to see dirga putra; - a new tub of bronzers; - more memory space... (in her head...); - john mayer. chronicles Apr 16, 2008 Apr 17, 2008 Apr 19, 2008 Apr 29, 2008 Apr 30, 2008 May 4, 2008 May 7, 2008 May 9, 2008 May 15, 2008 May 25, 2008 Jun 6, 2008 Jun 13, 2008 Jun 20, 2008 Jun 26, 2008 Jun 29, 2008 Jul 10, 2008 Jul 12, 2008 Jul 17, 2008 Jul 31, 2008 Aug 5, 2008 Aug 30, 2008 Sep 1, 2008 Sep 10, 2008 Sep 13, 2008 Sep 24, 2008 Sep 26, 2008 Oct 7, 2008 Oct 8, 2008 Oct 9, 2008 Oct 13, 2008 Oct 16, 2008 Oct 21, 2008 Oct 31, 2008 Nov 5, 2008 Nov 6, 2008 Nov 14, 2008 Nov 16, 2008 Nov 17, 2008 Nov 21, 2008 Nov 24, 2008 Dec 28, 2008 Jan 27, 2009 Jan 30, 2009 Feb 4, 2009 Feb 6, 2009 Feb 13, 2009 Feb 17, 2009 Feb 21, 2009 Mar 1, 2009 Mar 14, 2009 Mar 30, 2009 Apr 30, 2009 May 2, 2009 May 5, 2009 May 11, 2009 May 21, 2009 May 22, 2009 May 28, 2009 May 30, 2009 Jun 1, 2009 Jun 10, 2009 Jun 18, 2009 Jun 22, 2009 Jun 24, 2009 Jun 26, 2009 Jun 29, 2009 Jul 6, 2009 Jul 8, 2009 Jul 27, 2009 Jul 28, 2009 Aug 1, 2009 Aug 14, 2009 Aug 18, 2009 Aug 26, 2009 Aug 29, 2009 Sep 1, 2009 Sep 9, 2009 Sep 10, 2009 Sep 17, 2009 Oct 21, 2009 Jul 8, 2010 Jul 20, 2010 Aug 2, 2010 Aug 14, 2010 Aug 18, 2010 Oct 6, 2010 Oct 9, 2010 Oct 27, 2010 Oct 29, 2010 Jul 19, 2011 dear diary..... afdlin shauki anwar ibrahim dinesh nandrajog dirga putra kantawibawa divya balakumar esther wee jack johnson jillian lim john mayer joshua bakir nuing k.s. ‘chaoz’ chen kristine lee larry king leena darshini lilynn seah michelle lee mun onn lai neptune loh patrick teoh priscilla leow sergeant roy steven ng vivian tan william nee xh ong yasmin ahmad yuffie hani zili tay saints of sinners cat in a bowl coach n much more  oh, popsicles! shopaholic's den life in law school now when you're dreaming with a broken heart the waking up is the hardest part...
you roll out of bed and down on your knees and for a moment you can hardly breathe
wondering was he really here? is he standing in my room?
no he's not. because he's gone.
when you're dreaming with a broken heart. the giving up is the hardest part
he takes you in with your crying eyes, then all at once you have to say goodbye.
wondering could you stay my love? will you wake up by my side?
no he can't. because he's gone.
now do i have to fall asleep with roses in my hand... do i have to fall asleep with roses in my hand? baby won't you get them if i did?
no you won't.because you're gone.
when you're dreaming with a broken heart. the waking up is the hardest part..... the epitome of beauty |