tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58706442011-07-08T16:30:49.657+08:00-ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.comBlogger7631100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-57282781753688120752010-03-21T23:09:00.002+08:002010-03-21T23:12:57.031+08:00

So, I have been blogging in this space for about 6-7 years with a 1/2 a year hiatus as I went to livejournal, before hopping back to blogger.But, now, I'm going to take my second hiatus and skip over to wordpress and see how things work out for me. I might stay there for a month, a week, half a year, forever or even right after a post.We will see. (:Please click here to redirect yourself to my

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-68892631429718016832010-03-16T12:00:00.012+08:002010-03-16T22:56:28.263+08:00

Been so very busy, really. D, S and myself and such work whores, honestly.And, starting next week I'll be even busier. :xAnyway, that's beside the point.KC's birthday is coming! So, he and I went out and had a fantabulous dinner yesterday. :DHowever, he did not know where I was taking him and I'll just let the pictures do the talking! (:Baking muffins the night before. (:Peanut butter and

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I want a hamster.No, scratch that.I want TWO hamsters!I saw these lovely darlings in Malacca a few days back. How can anyone not fall in love with them? ):-------Okay, J.Time to get your life in order.I need a part-time job. And, I need to get the dimensions of my room. Kinda need to clear more rubbish, though I cleared it before CNY. I need moooolah. :xAnd, I need to know exactly what I want to

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-17823620796986685572010-02-28T22:11:00.002+08:002010-02-28T23:12:52.955+08:00

There is one thing I realize.There will always be someone who is prettier.There will always be someone with thicker hair.There will always be someone with slimmer legs.There will always be someone with a flatter stomach.There will always be someone with a flawless face.There will always be someone who is more holistic and well-rounded.There will always be someone who is more successful.There will

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So, it was such a horrible night, yesterday. And, an even more taunting day today.But, I survived!It has been so horribly long since I felt this way. Till the point I just wanted to feel some kind of physical pain. Or just run to a hideaway place where no one knows me and disappear.But, it's getting better now.I think time-away from everything, and cooping myself up in my room for a day was

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-53634273939703838502010-02-28T11:07:00.003+08:002010-02-28T11:14:59.719+08:00

Just a gentle reminder to myself that not everything is what it seems to be.Grew up in a small townAnd when the rain would fall downI'd just stare out my window.Dreaming of what could beAnd if I'd end up happy.

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So, there was this boy.This boy who swept me off my feet.This boy who surprises me everyday.This boy who sits down next to me and listen to me rattle on about random nothings.This boy who folds straw stars.This boy who cooks superbly well.This boy who looks rather grumpy.This boy who takes joy the the simplest thing.This boy who tried looking for red daisies yesterday and today but to no

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-74568754924578715992010-02-23T01:13:00.003+08:002010-02-23T01:30:34.710+08:00

"The key to happiness is to take joy in the simplest and littlest things in life."- By someone called me. (And, probably half of the entire human population)Here is my list of the best and most precious things in life.1. Blowing many many bubbles2. Smell of freshly cut grass and rain.3. Bathing my smelly dog.4. A cup of ice cold water on a hot day.5. A crunchy dried leaf6. Hot chocolate on a cold

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Why, hello there.Here's the story of my wisdom tooth. (:So it was just about two weeks ago where my gums started to ache, which led me to see Dr. Freddy, my dentist. He cleaned and patched some fillings and I thought I would be fine. Till, almost immediately, it started aching again. I sat on it for awhile thinking it might be my sore gums from the cleaning. Finally, I caved in and went to see

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I realize I only seem to blog when I'm feeling horrible and down.Well, not today. (:Last night I slept with a nice warm fuzzy feeling in me.So what, if I spilled water all over my new sheets.So what, if I look horribly puffy and swollen from my wisdom tooth. (Post up soon!)So what, if my almost packed room is starting to unpack itself.So what, if I do not have a temporary job just yet.So what.I

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-50216139696623073002010-02-19T02:25:00.004+08:002010-02-19T09:10:48.827+08:00

Do you know;That I am scared?I am scared of this. I am scared of that. I am scared of now. I am scared of the future. I am scared of me.I am scared of you.I am scared of everything.I hate nights like these.Ended with 12minutes of pimple cream and an ugly heart poured out.Brutal honesty, much?We’re just afraid, period."Our fear is free floating. We’re afraid this isn’t the right relationship or we

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-73376634999878488092010-02-15T01:40:00.004+08:002010-02-15T01:48:12.003+08:00

Am feeling rather blue. ):(And it's Chinese New Year and Valentine's Day)Would love to blame it on the hormones.Or this rather quiet lonely night.Meow.Smile, though your heart is achingSmile, even though it's breakingWhen there are clouds in the skyYou'll get by if you smile.With your fear and sorrowSmile and maybe tomorrowYou'll find that life is still worthwhileLight up your face with

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-28609756412778733402010-02-13T12:19:00.003+08:002010-02-13T16:33:03.363+08:00

Hey you,I am no longer the girl you used to know.I am no longer the girl whom hangs unto every word you said.I am no longer the girl whom is so naive and believing.I am no longer the girl whom morals and beliefs are shaped by what you say.I am no longer your girlfriend, period.And, I hope;That one day you realize that and actually start treating me with some proper respect and dignity.I will

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-13633747030801798922010-02-11T16:18:00.003+08:002010-02-11T16:26:26.751+08:00

As I was doing my spring cleaning of my room.(Of which am taking a break to type this entry)I realize how as I am digging out my "junk" from various boxes, I stumble pieces of evidences and memories of a distant past. Way back from when I was 6 all the way till my adolescence. Some put a smile on my face, some tugged at heartstrings, some left me speechless.It is sad that all these little

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-85279711169272705672010-02-06T01:16:00.007+08:002010-02-06T01:48:58.185+08:00

Why use words when a picture is sufficient?And, do you know that hamsters love bears?Well, now you do. (:On another note;I bet if there were nuns back in IJ when M, N and I were studying.This would definitely have happened;---------:DLife in sentences:Went to the zoo with Kc! (: Final assignment of my polytechnic life is submitted! Made the cut for the musical! Finally saw many pretty dresses

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-21489548088285021662010-01-26T23:50:00.004+08:002010-01-27T00:06:39.665+08:00

I really do not know if using the "L" word is appropriate.But..."I want you to know that it doesn't matterWhere we take this road someone's gotta goAnd I want you to know you couldn't have loved me better."And, I really can't stop thinking about it. It is so horrible and terrible. And, it's been haunting me for two nights now. You know, I am really going to miss you. And, do you want to know the

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-36067842908700260192010-01-25T23:52:00.002+08:002010-01-26T00:10:39.760+08:00

It feels like how I felt six years ago.And, I do not like this feeling.I do not like it at all.Forget about it.There really isn't any point in thinking about it, right?When it comes, it comes, right?After all, there really isn't much I can do.I hate this.I really do hate this.Silly J, why are you so silly?Why?

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-29886990422333007552010-01-20T17:23:00.002+08:002010-01-20T17:31:58.379+08:00

It's just one of those days.One of those thoughtful days;Where everything you read, watch, listen, see, feel seem to be speaking to you.Anyway;Just something adapted from S's blog (credits to her friend E)"I know this may be the hardest truth in the world to face, but eventually you will lose the one person you never thought you would lose.There is no way of saying when or exactly why, but

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-85513227432812526322010-01-04T23:51:00.003+08:002010-01-06T23:12:55.823+08:00

Always the second best;Cause, according to you;I'm boring.I'm moody.You can't take me any place.According to you;I suck at telling jokes cause I always give it away.I'm the girl with the worst attention span;And, you're the boy who puts up with that.But, according to him;:>

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-42723234297258620662009-12-31T00:38:00.001+08:002009-12-31T00:40:10.142+08:00

New Year's Eve Thought at 0040hrs in the morning:I feel like moving over to livejournal again.Damn.And, L4D2 is heavenly! :D

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-2499926092030991382009-12-30T11:28:00.004+08:002009-12-30T11:35:37.025+08:00

Oh-Nine is coming to an end.It's has been a long haul and soon-to-be a fresh new beginning.Time to write down 2010's resolutions.Wish I could insert some real deep and philosophical quote about life here.But, am lazy to google it and my stomach's growling.2009 has been a ride for me, both good and bad.Hope you guys had a good one. (:xoxo;J (Bridget Jones, whahahaha)

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Hello Singapore!Am very happy in Europe. (:Update more before once I come home.Fat, seriously.xoxo;J. (Germany/Switzerland/Italy)

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-17680395331083700272009-12-10T00:29:00.003+08:002009-12-10T00:31:39.161+08:00

There must be an explanation of this in-between feeling.But who cares?Switzerland!Here I come!

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-16991026408389774672009-12-05T18:46:00.001+08:002009-12-05T18:48:01.824+08:00

I still get lost in your eyesAnd it seems like I can't live a day without youClosing my eyes till you chase my thoughts awayTo a place where I am blinded by the light but it's not right.It hurts to want everything & nothing at the same timeI want whats yours and I want whats mineI want you but I'm not giving in this time.):BFF TIME.NOW.kthxbye.

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I never asked for more than I deserved;And, you know it's truth.It hurts to want everything & nothing at the same time;The one thing that I tried to hold on to.Closing my eyes till you chase my thoughts awayTo a place where I am blinded by the light but it's not rightWhere were you?Period.

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-39473403286564416902009-11-27T16:20:00.001+08:002009-11-27T16:22:46.993+08:00

She asked me a blunt question.And, my reply was so instant, so clear.But, why?I do not understand.

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-36485027833963440562009-11-25T21:55:00.002+08:002009-11-25T22:00:34.987+08:00

And, it was such a beautiful and glorious day.With a very pretty sun and a clear blue sky.Too bad, I didn't have the luxury to stop and fully appreciate it.Darn assignments, seriously.DaddyG, please give me another glorious day again! (:Homg, my practical test is less than a week away!-chews nails.Post ends abruptly here. [To bathe and do work! ):]kthxbye! (:

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Hello God, Jazreel here.Cause, I can remember the heartbreak.Cause, I can remember the loneliness.Cause, I can remember the pain.Cause, I can remember the tears.Cause, I can remember those long and dreadful nights.Cause, I can remember everything.But, I also remembered others.I remembered that it is You who stands firm and faithful with me.I remembered that you held me in Your embrace when I ran

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-82495923635476860472009-11-19T01:07:00.002+08:002009-11-19T01:25:20.961+08:00

This is a lot harder than I thought.Everyone needs a Huggie-Poof.Everyone needs to know they aren't alone.Everyone needs to have someone to lean on.Everyone needs to fall to fly.Everyone needs to know that they are not alone.Everyone needs to feel as if they can handle difficult situations.Everyone needs a way out; a lifeline.Well, I guess;Everyone is just being human.Really, this is a lot harder

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-69729525057848768942009-11-17T16:39:00.001+08:002009-11-17T16:42:00.342+08:00

I know hardly anyone reads this blog out all the 38942389462384732648 blogs in the world.But, I'm sorry for the terrible lack of substantial updates.Quick update:Assignments in Year 3.2 is one heck of a tedious and most stressful time of my Polytechnic life.Okay, Thanks, Bye.Wish me luck smelly people.Till next time (Hopefully soon!)

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I love you, 33rd. (:When I see your smileTears roll down my face I can't replaceAnd now that I'm strong I have figured outHow this world turns cold and it breaks through my soulAnd I know I'll find deep inside me I can be the oneI will never let you fallI'll stand up with you foreverI'll be there for you through it allEven if saving you sends me to heavenIt's okay.And, seasons are changingAnd,

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So, where now?Homg, I am so confused.Meaning vs Meaningless.

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Factual NoteOkay, two very tough weeks.Big whoop. FML.Comforting NoteI love my BFFs.And, they love me. (:Period.SidenoteDrama @B01 @TASHonestly.Random noteI'm freezing my balls off @Lecture51.Now, why do I type as if I am tweeting.This is BAD!Bye people.I am going to thaw myself. (:

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-77222065174246790762009-10-29T04:44:00.003+08:002009-10-29T04:46:15.263+08:00

Why does something not feel right?Or maybe it's cause I just showered at 0430hrs in the morning. :/'Good night world.

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-1005531290704929322009-10-27T15:41:00.000+08:002009-10-27T15:42:54.874+08:00

Injustice to an ECH Third Year Student.Week 2:IEP Individual Assignment - Action Research Journal (15%)Week 4:ASLEC Individual Assignment - Questionare/Interview (40%)EOP Individual Assignment - Cover Letter & Resume (25%)*Week 6:AMPYC Individual Assignment - Standard Operation Procedure (40%)AYC Individual Assignment - Assessment of Child (40%)OBHRM Individual Assignment - Recruitment &

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[start of period talking]CRAMPS GO AWAY.NOW NOW NOW! ):I HATE HATE HATE YOU SFM! ):AND, GLEE.HURRY UP AND COME OUT ALREADY!I WANT TO WATCH EP8, LIKE NOW!-STOMPS, YELLS, SCREAMS.AND, I FEEL LIKE THROWING UP!AND, I FEEL FAT AND UGLY CAUSE OF ALL THESE CRAZY HORMONES GOING WILD IN ME DUE TO MY STUPID PERIOD.AND, SOMEONE SAY PIMPLES.OH THIS IS SUCH A BAD PERIOD.AND, I HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE IT!I

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-62594422997005628902009-10-14T01:47:00.003+08:002009-10-21T01:55:19.914+08:00

As we approach slowly but surely to a brand new semester.It dawns upon me, this was my last semester holiday.My last semester holiday, before I dawn on that silly graduation robe.And, finally, graduate from Ngee Ann Polytechnic. Life is very much amazing, no?And, yet, no one can ever truly express how wonderful and amazing life is.And, neither can they fathom the ideology of how time flies.

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-20279604489125412782009-10-12T22:36:00.002+08:002009-10-12T22:39:10.688+08:00

The best 16minutes of the past week and this week.Friday! (:

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It's all about getting used to it.But, was it wrong to look forward to something?Nah, I don't think so.But, it's the letting down that's just hard to handle.Tell me, why is it so different?DaddyG,Where there is hatred, let me sow love;Where there is injury, pardon;Where there is doubt, faith;Where there is despair, hope;Where there is darkness, light;And, where there is sadness, joy.Grant that I

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-90632115329769310972009-10-09T02:00:00.003+08:002009-10-09T02:14:48.749+08:00

What an oxy-moronic feeling.I got a whole chunk loads of things to blog about.But, I am positively moodless.To top that off, I've been pigging. Literally.Sleeping and eating my head off. With nothing but "The Nanny" for company today.Boo. ):Tomorrow, yes.It'll be a beautiful beginning.One day less to the tomorrow in seven days time.I cannot wait, and am so excited till I can wee-wee in my

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-25907495761772052472009-10-03T08:47:00.003+08:002009-10-03T08:52:43.445+08:00

And, we wake up to a brand new morning.With puffy eyes and tired yawns.A smile on both our faces.Indeed, another storm has passed.And, here we are still standing here.Most importantly, still standing here hand in hand.I love you, A. (:It's all good, it's all good.

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I wish I was at some resort island getaway.And, I'm saying this when I'm on a holiday.Or, maybe, I do not mind being on the top of a waterfall or at some camp.I think I just want to be a hermit for awhile.Or I just do not want school to start.Then, again, who doesn't like to be all pampered and whatsoever.Nonetheless, I love hotel services. (:I want it at home! ):And, I cannot wait for more

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-53341892949390555852009-09-21T00:04:00.005+08:002009-09-22T11:35:34.449+08:00

Courtesy of JQ.I really hate nights like these.It's those nights where the darkness seems to cave in unto you.It's those nights where you feel as if you've hit a huge giganormous wall and have no where to go.It's those nights where you feel like breaking down and crying till the dawn breaks.It's those nights where your worst nightmares seems to be breathing down your neck.It's those nights where

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-68101644474658612902009-09-17T16:32:00.002+08:002009-09-17T16:35:41.491+08:00

Finally, a new blog skin!Feels rather refreshing, don't you think?I've just yet to do up my Profile and Links.If I ever do up my links again, they are such a pain in the butt.And, I got myself, yet again, a tagboard!Feel free to tag, though I think I will remove it after the novelty is worn off.Or, people start spamming nonsense.Or, no one tags it at all!Cheerios. (:Will blog sooooon! :D

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-17064095367426144452009-09-16T11:24:00.005+08:002009-09-16T11:39:00.600+08:00

Our first photos together. (:And, many many many more to come right, Sweets?:DAloysius looks really sheepish here.Or in his own words, "Not manly enough."-rolls eyes.Another irritating photo. (:Aloysius: "I shy."Jazreel: "Stop bullsh*tting me."One word: Annoying.Okay, to give him some credit. I also said I was shy before camwhoring with him.But, whatever, he's more annoying than me. (: -------

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Hormones, go awaaaaaaaaaaay.Period.[Pun intended]Twas, the recent weeks has been very eventful.Each and every second seemed to be laced and filled with rich emotions.Some of which, I'd keep and hold dear forever.Some of which, I wished never grew.And with the current onslaught of monthly blues, every tiny thing seems to be magnified.How?You see, I am not intentionally dwelling on these negative

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"I love you.It is not a weight you must carry around.I love you.It's not a box that holds you in.I love you.It's not a standard you have to bear.I love you.It's not a sacrifice I make.I love you.It's not a pedestal you are frozen upon.I love you.It's not an expectation of perfection.I love you.It's not my life's whole purpose (or your's).I love you.It's not to make you change.I love you.It's not

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I am pretty tempted to shift over to Wordpress.Blogger just seem rather amateur to me.Anyhow, I went on a trip to Johor Bahru with my folks quite a while back.And, inspired by the many shutterbugs around me whom proudly display their captures.Here are mine. (:On a sidenote;These were all taken with a Canon IXUS 80 IS. ---------- Another sidenote,I should really get in-touch with my DragonBoat

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Dear DaddyG,I thank you for the many people you have brought into my life.Especially: Daddy. Mummy. Jie. Kor. Suzanne. Melissa. Nicole. Deborah. Aloysius. Father Simon.Every Brothers and Sisters in Christ whom walked and journeyed with me: Isaac. Adrian. Brendan. Oliver. Cyrilla. Miao Yun.Every person that made me laugh and smile, cry and wimpered: KC. TAS People. 33rd Council. NPSU People.And,

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To: VolcanoI've looked for love in stranger places,but never found someone like you.Someone whose smile makes me feel I've been holding back,and now there's nothing I can't do.'Cause this is real, and this is good.It warms the inside just like it should,but most of all it's Built to Last.From: Volcano"Cause, all volcanoes have lava. Therefore, when lava from one volcano spill on the other one. It

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Dear DaddyG,I am so thankful. I am so grateful.For Your endless amount of love.For Your unconditional love.You never failed me.You are always ever faithful.And, I love you, so very much.I want to sing. I want to dance.I want to proclaim how great and awesome is my DaddyG.You cradled me in Your mighty arms.Every heartache. Every tear. Every cry. Every sigh.You understand me more than anybody

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Time: 2022hr @ HongKong.My family did our part, did you?-------Homg, I can't believe we actually did it. We did not recite the pledge, just the action of having are arm across our heart. Such patriotic people we are.I got much to update;HongKong. Attachment. Assignments. Meetups. Everything & Anything.Later, I promise. With many photos too! (:And, I will NOT marry boys/guys/men whom do anything

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Alas, the dropping of my mobile at some unknown place.Thus, allowing some unknown stranger picking it up.Stranger grins to thyself at a new possession.While, thee laments at the lost of thy precious absence.Patrick Phone, where are thee?--------I need numbers, people.This is very shitty. ):I want to kill myself, now.

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My blog, it has been a way of expressing myself and my thoughts since I was Secondary One.Without a doubt, the drive is still there. Yet, I'm at a crossroad at what I should be saying here.I got a lot of things I wish to blog about, seriously.But, whenever I'm at the "New Post" page, I am suddenly at a lost of what I should be typing.I feel that I should be typing about more substantial things

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I am having one of those moments now.One those moments in life where you are just happy for no rhyme or reason.You're just joyful, hopeful and spirited.Thank you, DaddyG. (:Forever & Ever.

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Things To Do:1. Pack Room2. Pack Room3. Pack Room4. Pack Room5. Pack Room6. Pack Room7. Pack Room8. Pack Room9. Pack Roomand..--------------Oh yes.10. Pack Room.11. Do Assignment. ):

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If all the raindropsWere lemondrops and gumdropsOh, what a rain that would be!Standing outside, with my mouth open wideAh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ahIf all the raindropsWere lemondrops and gumdropsOh, what a rain that would be!If all the snowflakesWere candy bars and milkshakesOh, what a snow that would be!Standing outside, with my mouth open wideAh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ahIf

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How do you forgive yourself?Especially, after you betrayed and failed yourself and DaddyG over and over again?Father, I have sinned.Help me find my way.Remember not my sins.Just let me hear you say:"I forgive you. I love you. You are mine.Take my hand. Go in peace. Sin no more, Beloved One."Father, I have turned my back and walk away.Dependant on my strength and live life my own way."I forgive

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My very odd taste in certain things are just a recipe for disaster.Not to mention, a ticking time bomb.But, what can I do, when I really can't help it?The nature of myself is drawn to these things.I'm really not sure if it is a good or a bad thing.Ahwells.M says, "change your taste."If only, it was really that simple.

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If you didn't know, I had a short getaway with my Bestfs to Bintan. (:And, did we three enjoyed ourselves (And, got a tad bit wild too.)Ah, the magic of a tropical rural island getaway.Sun, Sand, Sea. Laser Quest. Nintendo Wii. Vodka. Snorkelling. BBQ. Spa. Massage. Medicure. Pedicure. Heart-to-Heart talks. Laughters. Bimbo moments. Lesbo moments. Cam-Whoring.Name it, we had it there.We did many

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If your mind says one thing.And, your heart another.Which do you listen to?

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My favourite Princess of all time. (:Tale as old as timeTrue as it can beBarely even friendsThen somebody bendsUnexpectedlyJust a little changeSmall, to say the leastBoth a little scaredNeither one preparedBeauty and the BeastEver just the sameEver a surpriseEver as beforeEver just as sureAs the sun will riseTale as old as timeTune as old as songBittersweet and strangeFinding you can

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I've probably got a million and one things I want to do in my life.But, let me start with the basic.1. Pack my room (Somehow, this is always on my list. :/)2. Sort my unsorted music and photos3. Create my new playlist on iTunesI think these 3 things would, in itself, take forever. ):On another note;I must realy cease stalking people on blogs and facebook. Yes, be very afraid. I am actually some

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DaddyG: "I don't make junk, what would that say about me?" [edit]Father, forgive me for I have sinned.[/edit]

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"Let me see your right thumb. Oh, you mean you got no withdrawal symptoms?"-rolls eyesI feel that, that is pretty uncalled for.Be the bigger person J.Yes, be the bigger person.

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A&J.Mummy, Daddy, J, AMelbourne was awesome, it was good to have a weekend getaway from Home.The rest of the other photos are all up at FB. (:Melbourne, I'll be back! :D--------I've got this very strange feeling of utter happiness and contentment. I guess there are random moments in life, be it after a good sleep or waking up on the right side of bed or after a run, where everything seems to be

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I miss Australia.I miss not perspiring.I miss feeling cold.I miss A!):Singapore is too hot for it's own good.Really.4 days; 96hours; 5760minutes; 345600seconds.Sure did pass very quickly; Time is a tricky friend.Pictures up soon!A, I hate you for deleting your bad photos.

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I AM OFF FOR MELBOURNE PEOPLE! :DBe back on Sunday!Goodbye Hot, humid, sunny Singapore;HELLLLLO COOLING AUTUMN MELBOURNE!xoxo,J

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We are all only human.Disappointing & Emotional.Yet, we still manage to find comfort in each other.I guess that's the beauty of it all, being able to relate and empathize with each other.Or, are we really actually evil creatures basking in another's downfall.My heart burns.My brain fries.Humans are such complex creatures, having all those complex emotions.As simple as I desire to be, simplicity

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I like swings.No, I love swings.But, I sure detest moodswings.Thank God, last night passed in a blink of an eye.TGIF, much. (:

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What exactly are my opinions and my stand?What do I believe in, and more importantly, what do I follow?The world's values. My values. The world's morals. My morals.Good & Evil.Right & Wrong.Black & White.Wildchild & Righteousness.Why can't there be some grey area?So,,tell me now, J.What exactly do you believe in? And, do you follow it?Or, are you just a hypocrite?

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Left4Dead WIN. (:

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I can't wait.I feel like I got ants in my pants.I can't wait.Like, a kid waiting for the candy store to open.I can't wait.I really can't wait to go to Melbourne. (:

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I am annoyed.Some young $%#@! girl, called like 534563948534895 times at 0730hrs and woke me up.And, now I can't get back to sleep.Pleah.Sleepover today, girls. [:

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You know what beats having a s$100 in your wallet?----------It's finding 100 buckeroos in your messy room while packing it.Then, telling and annoying S of the moolah you have found.Ah, Life is Just afterall. :DSuzanne, I know you want to play treasure hunt in my room. (:

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Hugmongous void.Uneasiness. Unfufilment Restlessness. Emptiness. Indifference. Regret.Rather distasteful.I guess I've been, yet again, avoiding to face this emotion for the longest of time.I can handle anger.I can handle disappointment.I can handle sadness.I can handle regret.Yet, this strange emotion of all four combined seems to be my ultimate kryptonite.Don't get me wrong.My smiles are genuine

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Pictures of Lacky's Bathtime and Soak, to rid all his nasty ticks.He's sucha cutie, but he's sick and is seeing the Docs tomorrow. (:I love you, boy. (:Lacky;Not liking the soak much.King of Bak-Kwa/Food. (: Here's some randome video of me when I met S. (:Night, world. (: [edit]Happy! Happy! Happy! Happy!Mel. KC. Suzanne. Debs. BTT. FTT&PDL. Pictures.Much to update, lazy much.[/edit]

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Morning breaks another dayFinds me crying in the rainAll alone with my demons I amWho is this man that comes my way?The dark ones shriekThey scream His nameIs this the One they say will set the captives free?Jesus, rescue me.

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A girl on a missionHell, yeah. :D

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What morals have I been using to govern my decisions in life?I may be educated with all the right morals in the world, and have it carved in stone on what's right and what's wrong. But, what's the whole point of knowing and believing in all these when I do not practice what I know?To put it simply, it's hypocritical.I wonder, must we be hypocrites to fit into the society.I might have broken your

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I got many things to blog about and photos to upload.1. April Fools with S.2. Japanese Warship Cocktail with Z.3. Sending John off.4. NPSU FOC 09/105. The Hunt with KZ6. Swine's Day Out7. Lacky's Day OutBut, blogger is horribly slow. Why can't it upload photos like Facebook. ):Some random bits of my life.1. My medicine's transforming me into some sleep machine/pig. I woke up at 12noon and I still

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I got a whole lot of things to blog about actually.But, I'll start with a quick short post.I finally went to see the doctor today.What I told the doctor:1. Stomach Discomfort2. Grass Rash3. CoughAnd, just for this three things, I got this.-------------And, out of all of them --- three are for my stomach discomfort.I guess it is a pressing issue, sicne it's been going on since last year and my

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We love HATE Zac Efron!S loves me.I love S.[edit]HOLIDAY PEOPLE.HOLIDAY! :D[/edit]

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Prolonging pain has always been my forte.Maybe that's why I prefer long distance running to sprints.But, somehow my forte didn't work that evening.And, it didn't work for him either.Every touch and word felt like salt rubbed unto a wound.Our glassy eyes. Our hands. Our touches.Our one last."And, sometimes the sun rises from the west."--------Lifehouse - Whatever It TakesA strangled smile fell

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My First Vlog Post!Be nice. (:

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It's inevitable.Through the years, it was an unspoken agreement.All the playful fights and squabbles.All the laughter and smiles.We knew there was something more.The emotions felt in us, was the only secret kept from each other.The feelings were mutual and like two puzzle pieces coming together.All natural.Whoever knew that we'll be standing here together.After all the ups and downs and trials,

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It is interesting to be without a phone.I thought I would feel so out of touch and unfocused.But, lo and behold, it is quite uplifting actually.I am sick.There is some strange bug being passed around.1 week sick, 1 week well, 1 week sick againI am going H-Hunting soon.(No, S. it isn't Hunk Hunting.)

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Monday & Tuesday was spent back at CHIJ for a Secondary3 Leadership Camp.There was a strange feeling churning within when I first stepped into IJ.I expected a wave of nostalgia and longing to hit me hard.Yet, IJ surprised me --- once again.It was like a stew, slowly brewing within me.The (not very old) IJ girl in me was alive again.I, now, know that IJ will stay within me no matter whatBestf & I.

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To the retard.That ate my big pau.That polished the floor from table scrapes.That ate mine and S's hugeass cookie.That hates the sea.That treats me like a human bouy.That ramages the bin for food scrapes.That trembles and hides in a thunderstorm.That loves sleeping on clean laundry.That detests loud noises.That growls insatiably.That sniffs you from head to toe.That climbs unto the dining

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Cause you and I both lovedWhat you and I spoke ofAnd others just read ofOthers only read of the love, the love that I love.Cause you and I both lovedWhat you and I spoke ofAnd others just read ofAnd if you could see me now,Oh love, noYou and I, you and INot so little you and I anymore,And with this silence brings a moral storyCause you and I both lovedWhat you and I spoke ofAnd others just read

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Being a partner.Being a friend.Being a sister.Being a daughter.Being a student.Being a leader.Being a follower.Being Human --- Being Me.

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-28227528479803564072009-03-10T00:08:00.001+08:002009-03-10T00:10:06.369+08:00

I suck a Wii, I swear.Kwan, Me, Deborah, Suzanne.Enjoy, folks.An afternoon to remember.Wii, Girl Talk, Pasta, Cookies, Wine. Japanese Food.To sum it up in one word; Awesome.Pictures up, later. :D

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-78603019352937307342009-03-09T07:44:00.002+08:002009-03-09T07:56:40.142+08:00

I got a bad case of the runs, cough and flu.But, I am still loving my holidays.I kind of realise I don't blog much substantial studies these days.Writer's block, would you please go away?

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-32075987180649130202009-03-08T13:08:00.002+08:002009-03-08T13:14:30.007+08:00

Would you give someone a chance when your time is running short?Maybe.Would you give it another shot?Maybe.Would you give an answer, half-heartedly?No.Dear Heart,Give me your answer now.You're breaking not only yourself, but two others.Yours, J.---------------Guitar. Ballet. Piano. Touch. Netball. Waltz. Tennis. SPCA. Mutts&Mittens. Part-Time Job. Pack Room. Organise Kitchen. Cooking. Baking.

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-25163851411951970172009-03-06T01:41:00.002+08:002009-03-06T01:55:00.125+08:00

I looked so good when I was 14 and 17/18.Ahhh, look at me now.J, you better shape up!Photos of them will be up soon.Gosh.

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-55527516837847461782009-03-03T22:42:00.004+08:002009-03-04T09:50:50.445+08:00

QueenJ demands a Wii now. says:i love you suzanne.ennazus (: says:i love wiiQueenJ demands a Wii now. says:i love jazreelennazus (: says:-shakes headSuzanne, you know I love hate love hate -sighs, love you, right?People, go buy a Nintendo Wii now.Do you hear me? (:Then, I'll be your new bestest best friend![edit]This is why I love the Wii so much.And, thanks nawK for the videos.Remember people,

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-45130003832579010562009-03-02T09:01:00.001+08:002009-03-02T09:03:57.641+08:00

Time.Patience.I think that is Life's re-set button.

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You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.Just more than I could take, pity for pity's sakeSome nights kept me awake, I thought that I was strongerWhen you gonna realize, that you don't even have to try any longer?Do what you want to.Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite songYou go ahead, let your hair downSapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams.Examinations are out

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-46105828377201592552009-02-23T02:43:00.001+08:002009-02-23T02:43:41.337+08:00

Free-IQTest.net - IQ TestPretty darn smart, no?

ladypoetresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684514678825867357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5870644.post-8934517240953389132009-02-21T11:10:00.003+08:002009-02-21T11:48:14.898+08:00

Looking into your eyesOh won't you walk throughAnd bust in the doorAnd take me awayOh no more mistakesCause in your eyes I'd like to stay.I can't wait for the monday to come and go.Cause, I got many things on my agenda.And, I am all hyped up for it!And, I got a whole lot to blog about too.But, for now.Hello, CHN.--------A dream; A cherished desire.Where is this road taking me to?What choices do I

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