Photobucket
<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/19505251?origin\x3dhttp://withoutwax-.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>


Saturday, July 22, 2006


"dear lena, thank you for the friendship, thank you for the time spent together. the many laughs the times we got into trouble, the encouragements and the silly stuff u told us. i remember it was you that convinced me that we can't sit down after exercising because the lactose or something will gather in our butts, giving u big-assilitis!! even up to today i will never sit down immediately after exercising. thank you lena for the spinning- till-we-drop sessions, the monica toh classes, the barry white dancing, the mahjong cards to kick start your day, the barbeques... thank you for the bright eager response when we called you lena cheo bu; deservingly so, you were indeed beautiful, just you and your sexy mole. thank you for the 7 years of being classmates and the many more years of friendship.

i am sorry i cannot be there to say my final goodbye to you. i am sorry i cannot see u one last time. here is good bye for now, till we meet again."




OH MY GOD i feel like crying.
Found deborah's blog by accident... omggg...
I wonder how she feels and I feel sorry that I can't feel the way she does.







HAI.
Why am I here again?
Think I must really start doing my work...
I feel so horrible because I haven't really been catching up with the things that has been going on.. ahhhh...
Dumbo, dumbo.
ok i shall stop taunting myself.
What a dumb move.


'You must come home more often leh..'
Yes yes, I'm trying.
Can't you see?!
But no, of course they can't see, they never did.
Thus, my o lvl art piece which they don't see also. (as in, what it really means)
How easily they sweep it away, pretending that it has nothing to do with them.
They don't know art pieces always reflects the artist's emotions.
Of course they don't, because they choose not to.













Yesterday has been a weird day, happy and sad at the same time.
I really don't wanna talk about the sad part.
Happy: I get to see celebs again.
All except jen.. hai i really really very long never see her already..
And we saw Mrs Goh, my beloved vp! :)
She said 'it was just last year..'
Of course, she meant that it was just last year WE were the ones passing down our post to our juniors.
Mann.. time passes soooo fast.








Today, we went to recee(hmmm how to spell?) bukit timah hill.
hahaha.. it was really really fun.
Maybe i'll update the pics nxt time..
Went with dwayne amanda wei xiang and raj..
i feel proud of myself now!
no doubt the hill is only 163m high.. but the route we took was damn challenging..
and i think that its really gonna bond odac if ms lee agrees to let us take the route..
I mean, its dangerous lah.. but if we can do it, so can they!
I pray i can go.
Oh oh the funniest thing is the MDM YEE called to ask me to do HOMEWORK while i was panting away.. i was like 'HUH?! zuo wen?!'
hahahaha...











Lemme tell you whats really up with my life.
Homework to do:
1. Chinese compo
2. Correction in chi file
3. All the unfinished hmwk
4. PC template
5. Maths assg 13 yet to be completed.
6. Econs essay shit.
7. Econs tut.
8. Go lib for proj work research

hmmm i think thats it.
sad case,.. guess what im doing tml.
Im gg to m'sia to eat durian.
Hahahaha...



4:34 PM

KANJANI!

liting!

If you can't get rid of the skeleton in your closet, you'd best teach it to dance.

EITO!


PAAAAAN!


archives

December 2005
January 2006
February 2006
March 2006
April 2006
May 2006
June 2006
July 2006
August 2006
September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007
March 2007
April 2007
May 2007
June 2007
July 2007
August 2007
September 2007
October 2007
November 2007
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
June 2008
July 2008
August 2008
September 2008
October 2008
November 2008
December 2008
January 2009
February 2009
March 2009
April 2009
May 2009
June 2009
July 2009
August 2009
September 2009
October 2009
November 2009
December 2009
January 2010
February 2010
March 2010
April 2010
May 2010
June 2010
July 2010
April 2012
May 2012
June 2012
July 2012
August 2012
September 2012
April 2013